After the scumbag awakens

These words made Qi Ran's breathing stop for two seconds.

Then, like the body's subconscious stress response, his heart beat wildly, blood rushed upwards, his vision was dark, and he couldn't see anything.

It was as if he had seen everything.

At this moment, the system detected that the host's mood swings exceeded the threshold. Although he didn't know why, he took immediate measures as instructed.

The world has regained its light.

The sunlight outside the window made the cold white room warm and hot.

Qi Ran seemed to hear Wen Lan's voice in a trance.

She was calling his name, "Jiaojiao?"

Qi Ran was stunned for a moment, suddenly forgetting what happened to him just now, he slightly pursed his lips, and looked at Wen Lan in front of him.

Wen Lan touched his forehead with the back of her hand, with a worried look on her face, "Your complexion doesn't look well, is there something uncomfortable?"

Qi Ran shook his head, "It's okay, let's go back."

Wen Lan was a little worried, but she also knew her child. She thought about it, and was about to speak, but Qi Chen seemed to understand what she was thinking, and reached out to help Qi Ran first.

Qi Ran subconsciously avoided it.

The atmosphere was a little tense for a while.

Wen Lan didn't understand the subtleties between their brothers, and was about to ask something, but Qi Ran took her arm first, "Mom, let's go."

He obviously avoided talking about it, and Wen Lan had no choice but to hold back the doubts in his heart for the time being, and follow him to go out.

After returning home, she asked the family doctor to examine Qi Ran.

After making sure that there was no problem, she was relieved, and after a few instructions to Qi Ran, she went to the study on the third floor to hold a cross-border video conference.

**

Two days later.

A sunny afternoon.

Qi Ran received a call from He Bei.

He blocked all the contact information of this Faxiao as soon as he woke up. He Bei couldn't contact him, so he had to call Qi's landline.

It was also a coincidence that Qi Ran happened to be sitting in the living room eating the biscuits baked by Wen Lan himself, and picked them up.

"Hey, I'm looking for Qi Ran."

Straight to the point, the tone of Xingshi's questioning.

Qi Ran recognized his voice, "He Bei?"

The person on the phone paused, his tone getting worse, and he lost even the slightest concealment at the beginning, "Qi Ran, why on earth are you trying to embarrass Ah Ci? Do you know how much impact the carrying of the case will have on his future? ?”

"Intentionally hurting people," he said flatly with a calm expression, "I act according to the law, is there a problem?"

He Bei was annoyed by his inconsiderate attitude, and his tone became more aggressive, "Don't say that A Ci didn't do it on purpose, even if he really did it on purpose, you didn't just fall into the water, what's the big deal? Why do you want to?" Let him get into a lawsuit?"

Qi Ran snorted.

He knocked on the armrest of the sofa, and said lightly: "Is it intentional? It doesn't matter if you say it. Of course, it doesn't matter if I say it. Professional matters are handled by someone, and it depends on the evidence."

"As for whether it's a big deal or not," he paused for a moment, and his tone became weaker, "He Bei, I almost died."

He Bei was taken aback, his voice lowered, "What, what?"

Qi Ran didn't speak.

He Bei couldn't speak for a moment.

Between the two, only the sound of breathing could be faintly heard.

After a full 10 minutes of silence, he said again, "But Ah Ran..."

For some unknown reason, he used the old address again, "You once made Ah Ci drenched in the rain and had a high fever, and you missed such an important game. There is no need to care about it."

Qi Ran laughed again.

He supported his head and smiled softly, "He Bei, I really don't understand you anymore."

"What? Do you think that if you bite me and fight for Su Ci, you will be able to shirk all responsibility for what you have done?"

"Less than three months have passed, have you forgotten what role you played before becoming Su Ci's dog licker?"

With a smile in his eyes, he even spoke sarcasm softly, without any anger, but he really hit the nail on the head and poked people where they hurt.

He Bei's face suddenly became very ugly.

He moved his lips, and his voice became tough, but it seemed like a bluff, "...What do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting," Qi Ran smiled nonchalantly, and tapped the microphone with his fingertips, "It's just because of our friendship of more than ten years, let me remind you—"

"Su Ci is not that simple, let alone some poor scholar who only knows how to study but doesn't know the world."

He Bei frowned, and subconsciously wanted to refute, saying that Su Ci was not what he said, but for some reason, he hesitated before speaking.

Then he heard Qi Ran's calm voice again.

"I know why you like Su Ci," he said, as if he didn't know how much repercussions this sentence would cause, "but you probably don't know why he used to 'like' me so much."

There was a silence.

His voice seemed to be stained with inexplicable bewitchment, "Maybe you will be interested."

After saying this, Qi Ran saw Wen Lan approaching gradually, ignored He Bei's reaction, and hung up the phone directly.

"Who is it?" Wen Lan put a plate of biscuits in front of him.

Qi Ran blinked and said frankly, "He Bei."

Wen Lan frowned slightly, with a persistent expression on her face, "How dare he come to you?"

Qi Ran didn't answer, but asked: "Mom, Su Ci..." He paused, "Is the case filed?"

He spoke vaguely, but Wen Lan understood the ins and outs in an instant, and became more and more displeased with He Bei, "Well, you don't need to worry about this matter, mom will handle it."

"As for He Bei, I will call the He family, and I will ignore him from now on."

Qi Ran blinked and nodded obediently.

Wen Lan stretched her brows and eyes, and picked out a biscuit with the best color for him.

Qi Ran took a bite, and seeing that the atmosphere was just right, he suddenly said, "Mom, I want to go out for a while."

"Huh?" Wen Lan looked at him suspiciously.

Qi Ran played everything he could at home in the past few days, and Wen Lan was busy with work most of the time, he was really bored, and a friend called him to invite him to the racing track, so he couldn't stay longer.

But he knew that he was a fragile item in Wen Lan's heart now, and he definitely couldn't do it honestly, "I just want to go out for a stroll, and I'm a bit bored at home."

Wen Lan knew his playful nature, so she didn't plan to restrain him, but she was still a little worried about his body. After thinking about it for a while, she let go, "Then let my brother go shopping with you after work."

Qi Ran got a headache when he heard Qi Chen's name, and he opened his mouth to refuse, but Wen Lan knew him so well.

Before he could say anything, he was blocked back, "If you don't want my brother, you don't have to go out."

He paused, turned his eyes away, and tried to resist with silence.

But Wen Lan has a rare heart of stone.

Qi Ran failed to resist, so he could only say: "Okay."

He couldn't climb Wen Lan's Five Fingers Mountain.

But what is Qi Chen?

He thought he could hit ten of them.

A few hours later, Qi Ran decided to retract this sentence.

Under Qi Chen's nose, he had no chance to sneak away at all.

It is also impossible to reason.

Things go back to an hour ago.

After having dinner with Wen Lan at home, Qi Chen didn't use the driver and drove him out.

Qi Ran originally wanted to sit in the back seat, but Qi Chen opened the co-pilot's door for him first. He thought that he might have something to ask for later, so he condescendingly rewarded him and got on the co-pilot's door. drive.

After he fastened his seat belt, Qi Chen turned his head and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Qi Ran was used to being called out by him in front of Wen Lan these days, so he didn't bother to bother, but Qi Chen's question really turned him off.

It was just a stopgap measure for him to agree to go out together, how could he really think about going somewhere with Qi Chen?

But when he thought of his purpose, he suddenly had an idea, "Mom said you bought a new house, I want to go and see it."

Qi Chen was slightly taken aback, his eyes soft and gentle.

"Okay," he started the car, and turned the steering wheel half a circle, "but it's nothing special, it's just a very ordinary apartment, closer to the company."

The two-hundred-square-meter flat floor is indeed nothing special to them, but Qi Ran knows that this house is downstairs from him.

He has to go back to his apartment.

Almost an hour's drive.

Qi Ran checked the hot headlines with his mobile phone, and replied to a few friends' messages. It was past eight o'clock when he arrived.

They took the elevator up to the 27th floor.

Compared with the well-decorated upstairs room with individual characteristics, Qi Chen's here is only indifferent and minimalist in black, white and gray.

Qi Ran turned around without interest, picked a corner of the sofa and sat down.

Qi Chen went to the kitchen and poured him a cup of warm water, and sat down on the sofa next to him, "I rarely live here, only water and coffee."

Hearing this, Qi Ran suddenly had a thought, opened his mouth and said: "But I want to drink something sweet."

Qi Chen paused and raised his eyes.

There is quite a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

But when Qi Ran looked at him, he was not guilty at all, "Go and buy it, I'll wait for you at home."

Qi Chen's doubts dissipated when he heard the word "home" he said casually, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, "Okay, what do you want to drink?"

"I didn't think about it either." Qi Ran began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, trying to delay more time, "You can buy more."

Qi Chen was extraordinarily easy to talk to, "Okay, wait for me at home."

He repeated Qi Ran's words, stood up, forgot to take his suit jacket when he passed the entrance, opened the door and went downstairs.

The noise outside the door disappeared for a while, and then Qi Ran quietly pushed the door open a little, and observed carefully for a moment.

A lift with a number stuck on "1".

He was relieved, took his mobile phone and closed the door with his backhand, and walked into the elevator.

The house here pays great attention to security. He swiped his fingerprints before the elevator went up.

Ten minutes later, he picked out a car key from his key cabinet, changed into black clothes, and took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

The numbers on the screen kept jumping.

He glanced at his phone, there was still more than half an hour before the appointed time, and the time was just right now.

But thinking that it might not end so early, he thought about it, and decided to send a message to Qi Chen, warning him not to talk nonsense with Wen Lan.

However, halfway through the information editing, the elevator door suddenly opened.

Qi Ran didn't raise his head, and stepped out, but felt something wrong with the light.

He raised his eyes—

He met Qi Chen's gaze directly.

He froze for a moment.

The other party was also stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed surprise, "Jiaojiao, why did you come down?"

Qi Ran showed his excellent adaptability at this moment.

He tucked the car keys in his hand into his sleeve, quickly and discreetly pressed the button on the second floor, and smiled at him, "Suddenly thought of something to drink."

His voice was steady, "I think you may not have gone far, so I will come down and tell you."

Qi Chen was not so easy to fool, his eyes showed some suspicion, "You can call me."

"Yes... yes," Qi Ran's fingers curled up, accidentally touching the cold metal shell, his thoughts moved, and he quickly put the hand holding the phone behind his back, "But I left my phone at home, and I didn't take it with me. .”

Qi Chen looked at him deeply, not sure if he believed it, "Jiaojiao, you didn't seem to be wearing this suit when you came out."

"No," Qi Ran glanced to the upper right unconsciously, and said with certainty, "You remember wrongly."

But how could Qi Chen miss his little move?

He held back the smile in his eyes, and didn't ask further, "What do you want to drink?"

What to drink?

How does he know what to drink?

Qi Ran felt that it would be fine if he didn't tell Qi Chen, and he didn't dare to report to Wen Lan indiscriminately, but his remaining rationality gave him a new idea, "I'm all down, so I'll go with you .”

Qi Chen looked at him for a while, and Qi Ran felt that he had revealed his secrets, so he responded.

He put the bag containing a dozen cans of drinks in his hand at the front desk, and walked out with him again.

There is a shopping mall not far from the building, and the first floor is an imported supermarket.

Qi Ran has lived here for a long time, and he knows the surrounding environment quite well. He thinks it will take at least half an hour for Qi Chen to go back and forth.

He sighed in his heart for a moment, stopped the useless regrets, and began to study a new escape route.

Finally, Huangtian paid off, and while instructing Qi Chen to get milk from the freezer, he escaped under the cover of the shelves.

This time, Qi Ran went all the way to the garage smoothly.

The pure black Bugatti Veyron parked quietly in the corner.

Qi Ran sat in the car, turned on the ignition, turned the steering wheel with one hand, and sent a voice message to Qi Chen just before departure——

"I'll be back later, don't tell mom."

In the dark night, Qi Chen looked at the black supercar flashing by outside the car window, and couldn't help pressing his forehead.

He sighed, his low voice full of helplessness.

"Liar liar."

The author says:

Qi Jiaojiao: I still can't deal with you?

The pride of this world is the favorite of the group.

Everyone loves him and wants him to be carefree and do whatever he wants.

That doesn't mean he's not strong enough himself, it's just that...

Who wouldn't want to be a kid forever?

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 ash powder;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: My surname is Gongming and my name is 26 bottles; this bowl of pigeon soup is 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!