After being forced to become a private tutor

In the early morning of the next day, the assistant brought the things for sweeping the grave.

Today is a special day. He Shu'an is dressed in black, and his already fair skin is even more white. Standing in front of the mirror, he is tall and strong, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. His body proportions are not inferior to those of the models on TV.

Xie Mingyang stretched out his hand to tie his tie, and said casually: "Teacher, I let you out because you have been so obedient recently. You have to be good, and don't think of things you shouldn't have, you understand?"

He Shu'an said calmly, "I have no intention of running away."

Xie Mingyang seemed very satisfied with the answer, and kissed him on the lips, "It's good that the teacher has this awareness, you have to know, even if you want to escape, you can't escape."

The latter sentence contained some imperceptible deep meaning, He Shuan's heart trembled, and he snatched back the tie and fastened it quickly.

After getting ready, the two went out together, accompanied by four bodyguards.

This is the first time that He Shuan has stepped out of this sea view villa in more than a month. The warm sun shines on his body, as if the dark emotions that have been bred in the darkness during this period of time have been washed away, and his body and mind have been washed.

In the car, the two of them did not communicate with each other. He Shuan kept staring at the scenery outside the window, admiring the long-lost morning.

Xie Mingyang behind him said casually: "Teacher, you have been staring at the outside of the car, are you trying to escape?"

He Shu'an said lightly: "It's just that I haven't seen such a bright sunshine for a long time."

Xie Mingyang played with He Shuan's white knuckles, "As long as you are obedient and stay by my side obediently, I will always have a chance."

Where he couldn't see, He Shu'an sneered and didn't speak.

After He Shuan's mother passed away, she was buried in a cemetery near her hometown. After more than an hour's journey, they came to the cemetery.

The security guard in charge of the cemetery still remembered He Shuan, and smiled when he saw him: "Teacher He is here."

He Shu'an smiled slightly, "Uncle Zhang, long time no see, how is your health?"

"Hey, an old bone, that's all." Uncle Zhang narrowed his eyes with a smile, suddenly noticed Xie Mingyang, and asked curiously: "Yo, who is this?"

He Shuan said without changing his face, "He is my friend."

Uncle Zhang didn't doubt it, and looked at Xie Mingyang from head to toe, "Oh, your friend is very handsome-why do you bring so many people behind you?"

He Shu'an forced a smile, "It's nothing, Uncle Zhang, then I'll go in first."

"Okay, let's go."

After entering the cemetery, Xie Ming said with a smirk: "Am I just a teacher friend?"

He leaned close to He Shuan's ear, his tone could not hear any emotion, "Have you ever seen friends go to bed and make love?"

He Shu'an turned around, looked at Xie Ming's yin and yin expression, and knew that he was unhappy, and explained: "People of Uncle Zhang's age don't understand these things, so there's no need to explain it to him so clearly."

Xie Mingyang said unwillingly: "No matter who you see in the future, you must say that I am your man."

"Are we?" He Shu'an's brows and eyes were a little cold, looking into Xie Mingyang's eyes, and said seriously: "We are at most in the relationship of being imprisoned and imprisoned."

Xie Mingyang's expression turned completely cold.

In this oppressive atmosphere, the two came to a tombstone.

He Shu'an looked at the small script in front of the tombstone. The woman in the photo was still in her best years. He suddenly had a sore nose and whispered, "Mom."

He took out a wet tissue, knelt down to wipe off the dust on the tombstone, his eyes became lonely and sentimental.

Xie Mingyang seldom saw He Shuan showing such an expression, the anger just now was gone, and a trace of unbearable feeling arose in his heart.

He put his hands in his pockets, and stood behind him looking at the picture of the woman. He Shuan's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar, with a unique tenderness and affection.

After wiping the tombstone clean, He Shu'an arranged the worship things and muttered as if chatting: "Mom, I came to see you, and I brought you your favorite mung bean cake."

Listening to what he was talking to himself, Xie Mingyang didn't interrupt, allowing He Shuan to vent his emotions for a while.

After a while, Xie Mingyang said, "Teacher, am I seeing my parents?"

He Shu settled down and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Who said I was talking nonsense?" Xie Mingyang raised his eyebrows, "I have already met your father, and now I have met your mother, don't I have met your parents?"

As soon as He Wende was mentioned, He Shuan remembered the incident of being kidnapped that day, so he didn't answer.

Xie Mingyang seemed to think of something too, his eyes darkened, and he didn't speak again.

At this moment, Xie Mingyang's cell phone rang, and it was a call from the secretary.

He Shu'an said without turning his head, "Go away and pick it up."

Xie Mingyang glanced at his mother's tombstone. It was rare that he didn't refute. He left the bodyguards watching and came to the security booth to answer the phone.

The secretary's voice came from the phone, "Mr. Xie, that Mr. Ye is looking for you again."

Xie Mingyang looked at He Shuan's figure not far away, and said indifferently: "Don't worry about him."

"But he said he wouldn't go if you didn't see him."

"He waits as long as he likes. I don't have time to see him, and you don't have to waste time because of him."

Xie Mingyang hung up the phone after a few words of advice, and just as he was about to go back, a little girl rushed out of the corner, couldn't dodge and bumped into him, spilled the milk tea in her hand, and splashed a little on her expensive trousers. Traces of the big beach.

Xie Mingyang's complexion suddenly darkened.

The little girl stood at a loss holding the milk tea, when Uncle Zhang heard the movement and came out of the security booth. Seeing this scene, he was startled, "My ancestor, why are you so careless!"

Uncle Zhang hurriedly pulled the little girl to apologize, "Oh, young man, I'm so sorry, this is my granddaughter, children are not serious, they dirty your pants, I'm sorry."

The little girl huddled in Uncle Zhang's arms, looking very scared, blinking her eyes and muttering: "Uncle, I'm sorry."

Xie Mingyang's face was not very good-looking, especially the wet cloth was sticky to his flesh, which made him feel bad.

"Young man, there is a bathroom in front of it. I'll take you there to deal with it." Uncle Zhang said with a sad face, "Your pants look cheap, so don't leave a mark on them."

Xie Mingyang looked back at the direction of the tombstone. He Shuan was surrounded by several bodyguards. He was silent for a moment, hummed coldly, and followed Uncle Zhang.

Just as Xie Mingyang left, a boy wearing a peaked cap appeared at the gate of the cemetery on his back.

He Shu'an has been watching the movement at the gate of the cemetery. When he glimpsed the familiar figure from the corner of his eye, he clenched his fists and his heart beat faster.

Jiang Qiyi is here.

The tall bodyguard quickly noticed someone walking in his direction, subconsciously raised his hand to stop him, "Who are you?"

Jiang Qiyi squinted at the bodyguard, and said angrily, "I'm a big man."

The bodyguard frowned slightly, "What did I ask you for?"

Jiang Qiyi folded his hands on his chest, raised his chin and looked at people through his nostrils, "Hey, you are so interesting to talk, of course I came to the cemetery to worship, otherwise why are you here, to play?"

The bodyguard was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "Go another way."

"Why?" Jiang Qiyi's tone was harsh, "Your family opened this road, or you booked this cemetery? I can take whichever road I want, can you control it?"

As he spoke, he glanced ahead and met He Shuan's gaze.

The bodyguard's face pulled, "Sir, we have warned you, don't make trouble for nothing."

Jiang Qiyi rolled up his sleeves, "There are so many people, if you beat me up, I'll call the police and arrest you all."

The bodyguard seemed to be getting impatient, and pushed Jiang Qiyi, and the things he worshiped scattered all over the floor, and he immediately yelled, "These gangsters are bullying people!"

This voice attracted the attention of other family members who came to worship.

The bodyguard was helpless, afraid of causing unnecessary impact, he could only call other bodyguards and squatted down to help him pick it up.

A gleam flashed in Jiang Qiyi's eyes, he suddenly grabbed a handful of sand, and threw it at their faces like a goddess scattered flowers.

A few bodyguards avoided them and were blinded by the sand. Taking this opportunity, Jiang Qiyi rushed to the tombstone, pulled He Shuan up, and shouted, "Run!"

He Shu'an staggered, and was dragged forward by Jiang Qiyi.

The bodyguards were chasing after him. Fortunately, He Shuan was very familiar with the terrain of this cemetery. When passing a corner, he pulled Jiang Qiyi to hide behind the dense bushes. A few seconds later, the sound of chaotic footsteps passed by. gradually go away.

Like a cunning gopher, Jiang Qiyi looked around and whispered, "Let's go."

He Shuan breathed a sigh of relief, and after confirming that no one was there, he took Jiang Qiyi's hand behind his back and said softly, "Come with me."

Jiang Qiyi looked at the hands held by the two, and a blush crept up the base of his ears.

He Shu'an knew that there was a back door in this cemetery, which he discovered by accident when he came to visit the grave before. The back door led to a remote path, and a few hundred meters further on was the bustling city center, where Ye Lin's car picked them up .

After the two walked out the back door, they buried their heads in running forward, not daring to relax for a moment.

Fortunately, those bodyguards did not catch up. They crossed the alley in one go, until tall buildings appeared in front of them, and lively voices came.

In the open space beside the pedestrian street not far away, there was a black Bentley parked there.

Jiang Qiyi excitedly pointed at the Bentley, "That's the car!"

He Shuan's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, as long as he got in the car, he would no longer have to be threatened by Xie Mingyang.

Jiang Qiyi was overjoyed, and said triumphantly: "Xie Mingyang must be pissed off when he finds out that you don't see him, just think about it."

He Shu'an showed a relaxed smile, "Xiao Jiang, thank you."

The recipient of that text message last night was Jiang Qiyi, and He Shuan asked him to contact Ye Lin and save himself.

Originally, he just wanted to take a gamble, but he didn't expect it to actually succeed.

It was the first time Jiang Qiyi was praised by He Shuan, but he felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "What's the matter, I've been upset with Xie Mingyang for a long time, so let's take revenge for him finding someone to beat me up last time."

He Shu'an rubbed Jiang Qiyi's head, the two chatted and laughed and came to the front of the car.

The moment he opened the car door, He Shu'an's smile froze on his face, and in the next second, his face turned pale.

Xie Mingyang sat in the car, leaning on the seat in a lazy posture, with his legs crossed, and the fabric that was splashed with milk tea was completely dry, leaving a mark.

At this time, there was no expression on his face, and he was looking at He Shuan coldly, "Teacher, where do you want to go?"