I saved the disabled villain by pretending to be pitiful

The news of old man Fang's serious illness has been kept secret by Fang Jingluo, even his second uncle Fang Chen didn't know anything about it.

It wasn't until he didn't see old master Fang coming forward that he became suspicious and took people to the Fang family's old house to make a fuss, that's when he found out that the old man was about to die.

"Fang Jingluo, you are so clever, you can actually hide nothing, hehe..."

Fang Chen stood at the door of the room with red eyes, and two buttons of the suit he always wore were broken at this moment. He mocked: "Let me guess who is behind to help you? The Rong family? What promise did you make? Xu Man, scoff..."

Fang Jingluo raised his hand and lightly swept his shoulders twice, smoothing out the crumpled suit, and he, who has always been arrogant and flamboyant, smiled calmly at this moment: "Second uncle was joking, this is what grandfather meant. say to me……"

Fang Jingluo paused for a moment, and finally a snake-like smile appeared on his face. He approached Fang Chen and said softly, "You are the stain of his life, bastard."

When Fang Chen heard this, his face turned pale instantly.

The vicious smile in Fang Jingluo's eyes flashed, he straightened up and didn't give Fang Chen another look.

"Okay, let's drive this person out, anyone who is not from my Fang family, all of them will be driven out!"

Fang Chen was pushed and shoved, and suddenly rushed into the room behind Fang Jingluo like crazy, everyone caught him off guard and let him open the room.

In the middle of the quaint house was a big bed, on which lay a thin figure, whose face was covered with white silk at this moment.

Fang Chen was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, he was kicked hard into the corner of the wall. He clutched his stomach and couldn't get up for a long time.

Fang Jingluo raised his hand to lock the door, glanced at Fang Chen indifferently, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

If he sends Fang Chen down, what kind of expression will the old man show?

Really looking forward to it.

……

Sitting on the plane, Chi Han leaned against Rong Xu and began to watch a movie comfortably, completely unaware that the world in the book had already traveled thousands of miles away because of him.

Rong Xu kneaded Chi Han's fingers with one hand, occasionally picked them up and bit them lightly, while looking down at the message from Song Yao.

The old master of the Fang family died of a serious illness, and the will has not been announced yet. The Fang family of Nuo Da has only two legal heirs.

Logically speaking, the father's inheritance should be passed on to Fang Chen, but Fang Jingluo was the old Patriarch's favorite during his lifetime, so now everyone is a little confused.

Song Yao's family had intersected with Fang's family before, and Song Yao's parents wanted to go to condolences after receiving the letter, so as to save face, but after going there, they learned that Fang's family did not open mourning hall.

After seeing this sentence, Rong Xu raised his eyebrows slightly.

No mourning hall opened?

No matter how ignorant Fang Jingluo is, he would not be stupid in this kind of thing, and there are so many old people in the Fang family, how could he be allowed to mess around.

unless……

The death of the old Patriarch of the Fang family was related to Fang Jingluo, so he dare not open the mourning hall now. The Fang family is not on the same page, but anyone who goes to express their condolences will definitely be able to find out something.

Rong Xu smiled softly, perhaps Fang Chen is the one who needs to be pushed the most now.

He only needs to drop one bone, and the rest is dog eat dog.

Rong Xu hid all his dark thoughts, closed his eyes and kissed Chi Han's cheek sideways, with a tender expression.

The most important thing now is to protect Chi Han well, so that any mad dog that doesn't have eyes comes over and barks.

Chi Han was a little itchy when Rong Xu kissed him, rubbed his face sideways, and continued to look down at the photo in his hand.

"Why did you take this photo?"

Chi Han held up a smile and lifted up the photo in his hand. In the photo, his dog was approaching from behind Rong Xu, holding a ball of snow in his hand, but Rong Xu happened to turn around and found that the hand he just raised was about to Take it or not, it happened to be photographed, like a crab walking sideways.

Rong Xu took the photo, looked at Chi Han's strange posture on it, and couldn't hold back a smile. He pinched Chi Han's cheek and lifted it up: "Probably the cameraman vented his anger for me."

Chi Han argued unconvincedly. Although most of the time he was making arguments, Rong Xu was not impatient at all. Instead, he enjoyed it and listened carefully to what he had to say.

This is the life he longed for the most while sitting in a wheelchair.

As Chi Han talked, he joked about himself, he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you, I can't even make it up myself."

Looking at the person who always had a cold face in front of others, and always looking at himself indulgently in front of him, Chi Han licked his lips, and couldn't help but hook the other's neck and kiss him.

Chi Han felt the gradually tightening arm on his waist and let himself sink down.

He opened his eyes, looked at Rong Xu whose pupils were stained with love, stroked his eyebrows and eyes with his palms, ran his fingertips across the bridge of his nose, and finally stopped on his thin lips.

"you are mine."

Rong Xu's eyes darkened, he took the fingertip in his mouth, and licked it lightly.

"It's all yours."

……

It was already night after getting off the plane, Chi Han moved his shoulders with his bag on his back, and made a soft noise as expected.

Sure enough, the long-distance flight is the worst thing. Fortunately, this is the last time I go to such a far place. If I come a few more times, I don’t need my neck.

The assistant was on the same plane as them, and he had contacted someone to pick them up in advance, but it seemed that there was a car accident on the way he came.

Rong Xu took Chi Han to the VIP area to wait, and the assistant first went to deal with the package brought back by air.

Most of the people in the VIP area were wearing suits and drinking coffee. Chi Han couldn't get used to the taste, so he ordered a glass of juice.

Rong Xu didn't like the smell of bad coffee, so he took a sip from his cup and put it down.

Fang Chen has already started contacting the people he stayed in the country, but Rong Xu doesn't intend to express his attitude right now.

After all, when the prey is dying, they will bite the hook regardless, won't they?

Chi Han sucked his juice and looked around boredly. Most of the VIP areas are separated by seats, not mixed benches like the outside.

Especially now that there are only a few people, who can be counted at a glance.

Chi Han bit the straw, and inadvertently met the gaze of the young man sitting alone in the corner. He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and looked away. When he turned his gaze back again, the man was still watching look at yourself.

Chi Han frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Who is this man, why is he staring at him all the time.

The young man had black half-length hair, and his eyebrows and eyes looked clean, but he was feeling a little sentimental for no reason. He was wearing a black mask, and his thin jaw could be vaguely seen.

Generally speaking, he looks like a noble young master from a wealthy family, but his personality may be more literary.

For some reason, he suddenly felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart.

It's as if I've seen him somewhere.

The young man was still looking at him, and Chi Han questioned him with his eyes. The man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and they slowly drooped down, not looking at him anymore.

Chi Han: "???"

Soon the young man left. When he went out, he looked at the phone repeatedly, not knowing whether he was reading the news or waiting for the call.

Normally, when encountering this kind of thing, Chi Han would quickly forget about it. There are so many kinds of human beings in the world, who knows who he might meet unexpectedly.

But this time he always had a strange feeling, and he didn't let it go even when he returned home.

Chi Han sat on the edge of the bed and held his head in thought. He had struggled with this strange yet familiar feeling for a long time.

When his gaze subconsciously touched the floor-to-ceiling mirror beside the bed, Chi Han was startled, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Those eyes...just like his.

Could that person be Xu Ting?

Zha Gong's Bai Yueguang is back? !