Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

I'm afraid it's not Zhang Dongsheng!Even bald!

It's over, will this young master take him to climb the mountain?

Yue Han embarrassedly turned off the light for Wei Mingyang, and didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long time, he scratched his head, looked at the silent shadow standing there, and said, "Then what, let's talk?"

"Get out." After Wei Mingyang said this, he raised his foot and wanted to go upstairs, but there was a lot of wine bottle fragments on the ground. After he walked a few steps, the glass penetrated the sole of his shoe and pierced into the sole of his foot.

He grunted and could only jump up.

After jumping a few times, his other leg hit the coffee table again, and the foot that was pierced by the glass subconsciously fell to the ground to stabilize the center of gravity, and as a result, the glass pierced deeper.

He staggered back and forth due to the pain in his feet, and sat down on the ground. Even with his lips tightly pressed, he was still panting from the pain.

"Are you okay?" Yue Han hurriedly turned on the light again.

But as soon as the room was lit, Wei Mingyang hurriedly covered his head and ordered him to turn off the light, "You f*ck turn off the light for me!"

Yue Han was a little annoyed by his yelling, and said angrily, "Why are you turning off the lights when you're all injured!"

Wei Mingyang, who was covering his head, yelled at Yuehan directly, "What does my injury have to do with you! Get out of my house!"

"I also want to get out of your house, but your mother won't let me! They sent a bunch of bodyguards to guard me at the door!"

Yue Han bent down and picked up the person sitting on the ground, the weight in his hands was actually lighter than his quilt, "You big man, how light are you?"

"I want you to control! Get out! Get out!"

"What am I..."

"Master, what happened?" The bodyguards who heard the movement hurriedly opened the door and entered the room.

Yue Han noticed Wei Mingyang's nervous expression, and quickly covered his head with the blanket on the sofa, covering his bald head.

The bodyguards rushed into the house, and the first thing they saw was the messy ground, the young master with a blanket wrapped around his head, and Yue Han who was treating the young master's foot injury.

Yue Han glared at them, "What are you looking at! Your young master didn't turn on the light in the middle of the night to touch the wine and drink, but the wine bottle hit him, and he even stabbed his foot."

"Yuan, so it's like this..." Looking at the young master who didn't say a word and allowed Yue Han to treat his foot injury, Zheng Ming was completely dumbfounded.

Didn't their young master not see outsiders, let alone let outsiders touch them?What is the situation now?Could it be that this man really has two brushes?

"Get out!" Wei Mingyang, who was wrapped in a blanket, looked at Zheng Ming coldly.

The bodyguards didn't dare to stay longer, so they hurriedly left the room. After closing the door, Zheng Ming quickly took out his cell phone and called Mrs. Wei, "Ma'am, this man may not be able to do it."

Mrs. Wei on the other end of the phone sat up from the bed instantly after hearing Zheng Ming's words, "What do you say?"

Zheng Ming looked at the room with the curtains drawn, and said: "The young master is chatting with him with the light on in the living room, and the young master injured his foot, so he tacitly asked that man to treat his wound."

"Mingyang never lets others touch him, and it's even more impossible to chat with people in the living room with the light on." Mrs. Wei touched her chin, a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "It seems that it is really feasible, this Yuehan is really There are some means."

"But ma'am, he keeps making noises about leaving."

Mrs. Wei snorted coldly, "He can satisfy him with everything he wants, except to leave! You tell him that unless Ming Yang fully recovers, he won't even think about leaving."

Zheng Ming hurriedly responded: "Good madam, I will definitely not let him leave the young master for half a step!"

Yue Han, who was treating Wei Mingyang's wound in the room, sneezed heavily, "I feel like someone is talking bad about me."

"Uh……"

"Fortunately, the glass is not pierced deep, otherwise we might have to go to the hospital. Now it should be fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Mingyang withdrew his foot and said coldly: "Okay, you can go."

"Eldest Young Master, I've already told you that I can't leave, and those people outside the door have no intention of letting me go at all."

"This is my house, I don't welcome outsiders."

Yue Han sat on the sofa and spread his hands, "I want to go, you want me to go, the two of us are on the same front, if you can convince your mother to let me go, I want to I can save a little time, too."

Wei Mingyang just looked at Yue Han and didn't speak.

Yue Han sighed, "I understand that having such a strong mother is really tiring, so why don't we cooperate? Three months will do, not too long."

"Three months." Wei Mingyang seemed to understand something, with a weird smile on his face, "I'm just a tool for her to achieve her goal, she interferes in my life, my feelings, everything about me is controlled by her ! Why! Do you want to cooperate?"

Yue Han nodded sincerely, "Yes. I just want to finish the task quickly and pay off the debt quickly."

"Oh, no way, I can't cooperate with you." After finishing speaking, Wei Mingyang picked up the wine bottle by the table, drank the wine, and staggered upstairs.

"What the hell..." Yue Han was so angry that he smashed all the wine bottles on the table, "I've never seen such a depraved person!"