What if the object of the gift is a paranoid?

While scrolling, he suddenly came across an article comparing him and Zhou Suyi. Out of curiosity, he searched for Zhou Suyi again.

This face is very familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere, where did I see it...

After coming here, the mineral water he drank, the huge advertisements at the airport, the instant hot pot he ate, the advertisements on the bus body...he was almost everywhere.

Zhou Suyi...has the owner of this body offended him?Arrogance is quite similar to him, except that he doesn't have a brain.

Seeing that Lin Xiao was asleep, he carefully pulled his hand out of his arms, then got up and went to the window sill, and opened the window wide.

Seeing that Lin Xiao flinched, he pulled another quilt to cover him, and then called his subordinates from memory.

"it's me."

"You are?" The other party obviously hesitated, but they didn't dare to take it lightly when they heard this tone. This was their intuition. The person who spoke like this was either a big boss or an extraordinary person.

Yin Taijing, who originally wanted to show his identity, hesitated at this moment. He is using Chi Qingyu's face now, so what about that Chi Qingyu?Are you using your own face?Or... is it dead?

"Is Yoon Tae Kyung still alive?"

"Who are you?" The other party was very vigilant and kept asking him carefully.

"I can't make it clear on the phone. Let's make an appointment to meet. At 7:45 tomorrow night, I will meet you in the garden downstairs of Chi Changxiong's house."

Yin Taijing hung up the phone directly, with the same style as before, turned around and saw Lin Xiao who was still sleeping soundly, hooked the corners of his lips, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from Chi Qingyu's pocket, leaned on the window sill and smoked .

He raised his head slightly, exhaled a puff of smoke ring slowly, and inadvertently saw the man below who was looking up at him, it was Jiang Yan who talked less.

He doesn't like to talk, so it shouldn't matter if he sees him.

When Yin Taijing turned his head and looked down again, the opponent's figure was already gone.

After a while, the door of the ward opened, and Jiang Yan walked in expressionlessly, frowning and cutting the cigarette out of Yin Taijing's mouth.

"You can't smoke this." He snuffed out the snatched cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then Yin Taijing burst out laughing and rubbed Jiang Yan's head, "Are you caring about me? It's so cute."

Jiang Yan was ready to be scolded by him, but he didn't expect that the other party would rub his head so affectionately and call him cute.

Obviously, he would ignore or reject him before, and he would be furious if he encountered him a little bit. Although he didn't hate it before, but now Brother Qingyu seems to be good...

He turned his face away slightly, and the roots of his ears were red.

Yoon Tae Kyung has a panoramic view of all this, he really has a shy personality.

Yin Taijing teased with a teasing smile, slowly lowered his hand, hooked Jiang Yan's hand, and interlocked his fingers, Jiang Yan was the only one with a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes at the moment.

Yin Tae-kyung raised his hand in front of him and blew on it, "Isn't it hot? I saw the cigarette butt you cut off with your fingers."

One sentence pulled Jiang Yan out of his fantasy,

"Aren't you a star? It's hard to explain if you have scars."

Yin Taijing placed Jiang Yan on the side chair, then took out the alcohol on the table, moistened it with a cotton swab, and wiped it carefully for him.

The cold alcohol penetrated into the flesh and blood through the skin of the index finger, bringing a moment of coldness, and slowly pulling back his sanity.

"Thank you."

Yin Taijing smiled and said nothing.

At this time, Lin Xiao woke up, "What's wrong?"

He rubbed his eyes in a daze, trying to see the person in front of him clearly, and touched the empty hospital bed with his hands, "Brother." The voice was a little anxious.

"I'm here." Yin Taijing walked towards Lin Xiao with a smile and rubbed his head, "Don't worry, I'm just tired from lying on the bed and want to get down for a walk."

Jiang Yan looked at Yin Taijing, who was walking towards Lin Xiao with his back turned and getting farther and farther away from him, with lowered eyes, and then consciously left the ward.

The next morning, just after Lin Xiao took care of Yin Taijing's washing, Gu Xichen came in with a bowl of porridge. Li Chengxuan took the initiative to set up a bench on the bed and asked Gu Xichen to serve the porridge.

Before Yin Taijing started to do anything, Gu Xichen had already scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and brought it to his mouth.

"Be careful of the heat."

Yin Taijing was a little dazed. Even when he was a child, no one fed him like this before. The family advocates the law of the jungle, and whoever grabs it will get it.

If you don't grab it, no one will be pitiful even if you starve to death. The family doesn't need the weak.

It's not bad to try the food that is fed to the mouth once in a while.

Yin Taijing enjoys their meticulous care with peace of mind.

Seeing Yin Taijing eating porridge, Gu Xichen felt a little happy, "Is it delicious? Li Chengxuan cooked it himself this morning."

Yin Taijing was choked and coughed a few times, so scared that Lin Xiao hurriedly carried his back for him.

"He cooked it?" Yin Taijing looked at Li Chengxuan with an expression of "you sure you didn't put poison in it". As if to prove the safety of the porridge, the other party took the spoon in Gu Xichen's hand and took a mouthful of porridge and put it into his mouth , "Trust me now."

Everyone was laughing, and Yoon Tae Kyung finally drank porridge with peace of mind.

At 7:45 in the evening, Yin Tae-kyung arrived as scheduled. He was wearing a gray hoodie and a hat, which was tightly covered.

My group of subordinates had already been waiting at the meeting place, and judging by their current appearance, they seemed a bit leaderless.

When Yin Tae-kyung appeared, they were very wary. They all held sticks in their hands and looked at him warily. These were obviously his familiar subordinates.

"Where's Yoon Tae Kyung?"

The second child swiftly opened the side door of the commercial vehicle, and the unconscious person lying in it, dangling salt water, was his own face.

Although he has some scars that are exactly the same as before, but these scars are too new, and this person looks much thinner than himself.

Yin Taijing walked over slowly, everyone stepped back vigilantly, some people's hands trembled, because they didn't know the origin of this person, so there was some unknown fear.

But Yin Taijing ignored them, walked to the front of the car with a puzzled expression, and raised his hand to caress his face.

Everyone subconsciously took a step forward, but was scared away by Yin Taijing's serious eyes.

This terrifying look was so familiar, they almost thought they saw the boss just now.

Yin Taijing took out the documents prepared in advance, and showed them to them, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Chi Qingyu, the younger brother Yin Taijing recognizes here. During his coma, I will handle all the affairs of the Springfield Club."

The second child took the document and carefully identified the handwriting on it, "It is true that the handwriting of the president is correct, but the handwriting can be imitated. It is a bit difficult to make the whole Springfield Society trust you with just a document, even if I want to Believe it, the big guys may not necessarily want to believe it."

Yin Tae-kyung twitched the corners of his mouth, patted the second child's shoulder heavily, then unexpectedly bent his knees and punched him upwards, hitting the second child until clear water spit out of his mouth.

He grabbed the second child by the hair again and pulled him up, "Second child, it's good to be defensive, but it's not for you to guard against me, you know?"

The rest rushed forward one after another, but the second child raised his hand to stop him, "All put down their weapons, he belongs to the president."

Everyone put down their weapons after hearing this, and bowed their heads to Yin Taijing in unison to show respect.

"Very good." Yin Taijing patted the shoulder of the second child, expressing satisfaction.