Ding, your little fool is online

Hearing this, Wang Yuyang hastily put down his hands holding Yuan Xing's cheeks.

He pressed Yuanxing's shoulder and turned him back and forth to look at him, fearing that there might be some wounds, and asked anxiously: "And then? He didn't do anything to you, did he? Did you get hurt? Where's Xiaoqiu? You two Are you all right?"

Yuan Xing shook his head, sobbing a few times: "I, I wasn't injured, neither was Xiao Qiu, and Xiao Qiu beat the villain with his, his leg. I, I yelled at him very loudly."

"His leg?" Wang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment, and soon realized that it was Ling Qiuchi's prosthetic limb, so he couldn't help but smile.

He let go of Yuan Xing, stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, and praised: "You two are very good, especially my little Yuan Xing, who has made such great progress, and is really getting braver and braver."

However, Yuan Xing, who was praised, was not particularly happy. He puckered his mouth and even sobbed for a while, and continued: "But I, I still want to cry."

Wang Jianyang smiled and nodded his nose, trying to comfort him: "Then you are not crying."

As a result, Yuan Xing just heard this one second, and his mouth grinned the next second, as if he was about to cry.

Almost made him cry, Wang Yuyang hurriedly hugged him again: "Cry if you want to cry, and no one told you not to cry?"

But Yuan Xing shook his head, his hair and rain were sticking to Wang Yuyang's body: "I, I can't cry, I said I'm not afraid of bad guys, I can't cry."

These words made Wang Jianyang laugh, but he held back his laughter and let go of Yuan Xing again: "That's fine, listen to our little Yuan Xing and don't cry."

"Yeah, yeah." Yuan Xing nodded with an aggrieved face.

When he answered the first "um", his tone was full of firmness, as if there were extremely bold words.

As a result, when it came to the second tone, the tone of the tone suddenly turned, becoming weak and aggrieved.It was like a person who just stood on the rocks by the sea to take an oath, was instantly doused by the waves, and was stupefied.

However, listening to Yuan Xing's voice, the second "um" is not so funny, but instead has a feeling of being wronged and coquettish.

In an instant, the little white wolf became a little white dog, although he was already Mr. Happy's little white dog the moment he entered the house.

Wang Yuyang was finally amused by him this time, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his face: "Oh, Xiao Yuanxing, why do you think you are so cute? Huh?"

Yuan Xing looked at him laughing at himself, wanted to cry again, grinned again, his eyes looked like frangipani flowers: "No, don't laugh."

"Okay, don't make fun of us, Xiao Yuanxing." Wang Yuyang said, leaning down, and gently pressed a kiss on Yuanxing's cheek, "Kiss Xiaoyuanxing once, and Xiaoyuanxing will not be able to cry anymore."

"Okay, okay." Yuan Xing sniffed, temporarily suppressing the crying in the words and the blush at the corners of the eyes.

As a result, he promised not to cry on his front foot, and immediately raised his head on his back foot, looking at Wang Yuyang's playfulness: "Yes, I have to kiss again, so I won't cry."

So just now he kissed the left cheek, and now he got another kiss on the right cheek.

After being kissed on both sides of the face, Yuan Xing's mood eased a little. He stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Wang Yuyang's clothes, and would rub his face against his hand, showing obvious dependence.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang patted him on the shoulder, "Go take a shower first, don't catch a cold, come out and tell me what happened today, okay?"

Yuan Xing went in to take a bath, and the kind smile on Wang Yuyang's face just now was blown away by the wind and rain.

He walked to the balcony, took advantage of the sound of the rainstorm to call the driver at home, and hung up the phone after making sure that Ling Qiuchi was fine.

Before going out this afternoon, Yuan Xing only said that he was going out with Ling Qiuchi, but he didn't say where he went.As soon as he went out with his front foot, the surprise flower on the balcony fell to the ground with his back foot. At that time, Wang Yuyang faintly felt that there would be a bad premonition, but today Yuan Xing and the others really encountered something bad.

It can even be inferred from Yuan Xing's words just now that he and Ling Qiuchi may have had a physical conflict with Yuan Hongming, otherwise Ling Qiuchi would have hit him with a prosthetic limb, but luckily both of them are fine.

Sighing, Wang Yuyang could probably guess where the two went today, but he had to wait for Yuan Xing to come out of the shower to ask the specifics.

In fact, if it is placed in the past, even a month ago.Wang Qianyang was absolutely reluctant to let Yuan Xing recall these things.

But now Yuan Xing is very different. As he said, he was able to confront Yuan Hongming when he met him, and he tried hard not to cry after returning home.It may be insignificant to normal people, but it is already a rapid progress for him.

After a while, Yuan Xing came out of the bathroom. He was wearing light blue home clothes, his skin was fair and full of moisture, and the joints of his body were covered with light pink. More importantly, the color of the scar on his left leg seemed to have lightened a lot. .

"Yuanxing, come here." Wang Yuyang, who was sitting on the sofa, patted the place next to him lightly.

Yuan Xingchen pulled on his slippers and ran over in a clatter.

"Mr. Happy."

"Yuan Xing."

The two spoke in unison.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, leaned his wet head on Wang Yuyang's shoulder, and said, "Mr. Happy, please talk first."

"En." Wang Jianyang smelled the smell of body wash on his body, and his anger calmed down a little bit, "Yuan Xing, please tell me about yesterday's incident in detail."

The torrential rain outside the window was desperately hitting the room, but the glass window blocked their desperate momentum, leaving only the rattling sound, making them calm and at ease.

In the sound of rain, Yuan Xing slowly told Wang Yuyang what happened today, in which he explained in detail how he yelled at Yuan Hongming and Ling Qiuchi violently beat Yuan Hongming with a prosthetic limb.

He was a little scared at first, but he became more and more excited as he talked, and even picked up the TV remote control on the table to imitate Ling Qiuchi's movements.

"Brother Xiaoqiu, he just like this, hit the scoundrel's head with a stick." Yuan Xing said happily, and gently placed the remote control on top of Wang Yuyang's head, "It's very, very handsome."

"Really?" Wang Yuyang looked at Yuan Xing with a smile while holding the remote control on his head, "I think Yuan Yuan is more handsome."

Yuan Xing stretched out his hand to take down the remote control, smoothed his messy hair, and whispered, "Actually, I think so too."

"Also, Yuanyuan, I have a few questions I want to ask you. You met them in Huafantang, right?" Wang Yuyang asked.

Yuan Xing thought for a while, and seemed to have seen these three words, so he nodded.

"Then Yuan Xing saw it, what kind of occupation do you think he is probably engaged in?" Wang Qianyang asked again.

"I, I don't know." Yuanxing shook his head this time, "I just remember wearing blue clothes, which were dirty, and there was a lot of dust."

When Wang Jianyang heard it, could it be that he was really moving bricks in the company.

Then he asked, "How was he specifically at that time?"

Yuan Xing frowned and recalled carefully: "At that time, he pretended to be very good and spoke very gently. Everyone around him believed him. Only brother Xiaoqiu and I knew that he was a bad guy."

It seems that the concealment is quite good, and the people who live with him don't know his true face and have been deceived.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang patted his head again, "I don't have anything else to ask, are you hungry, I went to get you something to eat?"

"Mr. Happy, I just went out after lunch." Yuan Xing puffed up his cheeks, "I, I'm not a piggy."

Wang Jianyang smiled, took up his words, and went to the kitchen to make him a bowl of soup to warm his stomach.

It is enough for Yuan Xing to take that step, and the follow-up depends on him and Jiaming.

After that day, as the weather forecast said, Beijing City experienced heavy rain for several days in a row.Wang Yuyang also contacted Jiaming after that day, and the two went back and forth to the Huaying Hall to search for it several times, but they still couldn't find Yuan Hongming, as if he evaporated with the heavy rain.

It was raining heavily outside the window. In a car beside Huayingtang road, Wang Yuyang was smoking with the window open. He caught a glimpse of Jiaming coming over there holding an umbrella, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Jiaming shook the raindrops on the umbrella and shook his head: "I didn't find it, I asked around and said I don't know this person."

Wang Jianyang frowned, only feeling strange.

That day Yuan Xing clearly said that the person next to Yuan Hongming called him old Yuan, and there were quite a few people watching Ling Qiuchi beat Yuan Hongming violently, so they probably didn't know about this person, or even what happened that day.

The clues seem to stop here, and things go nowhere.

Wang Yuyang stubbed out the cigarette, looked at the rainstorm outside the window irritably, stepped on the gas pedal when Jiaming was done, and said, "Let's go back first, I have to pick up Yuan Xing."

On the way, the two men couldn't help chatting about Yuan Xing's affairs, most of which were asked by Jiaming and answered by Wang Yuyang, focusing on Yuan Xing's preferences.

While driving, Wang Yuyang glanced at Jiaming in the rearview mirror in the rearview mirror, wondering if he wanted to be a good uncle and wanted to be a good uncle.

There are still two intersections away from where Motoko works, and the wipers are brushing back and forth on the glass, making a creaking sound.

After the red light came on in the blurry rainstorm, Wang Yuyang stopped the car and his cell phone rang.

It was Ling Qiuchi calling.

Ever since Xiao Qiuqiu got Xiaobaicai, Old Wang's Bar has been abandoned. At this moment, Wang Yuyang was a little surprised when he received Ling Qiuchi's call.

"Hello, what's the matter Xiaoqiu?" After answering the phone, Wang Yuyang adjusted the headset and asked.

"Brother." Ling Qiuchi's voice trembled a little, "I sent you an address on WeChat, can you come over?"

"What's the matter, I'm going to pick up Yuan Xing." Wang Yuyang reached out and tapped the screen, and saw the message from Ling Qiuchi.

It's the city's police station.

"I went out to play with Yuan Xing that day, and met Yuan Hongming." Ling Qiuchi pursed his lips and said nervously, "Didn't I hit that scum with my prosthetic limb? It seems that something happened."

"They probably adjusted the surveillance and found our license plate number, so I was called here." Ling Qiuchi said, "I didn't dare to tell my parents, can you come, I was a little scared. "

Wang Jianyang frowned and said, "Just wait, I'll be there soon."

"Oh, that's right." Ling Qiuchi cautiously looked aside while holding the phone, "That Yuan Hong Ming is also here."

In an instant, all the anger came to my heart.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang gritted his teeth, "You wait for me."

Wang Yuyang put Jiaming at the nearest subway station to the business district and asked him to pick up Yuan Xing, then brought Yuan Xing to the police station, and rushed towards Ling Qiuchi as fast as he could.

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Jianyang saw him sitting in a wheelchair.The wronged Ling Qiuchi.

Ling Qiuchi also saw him, and hurriedly shouted, "Brother!"

The policeman looked at Wang Jianyang and asked, "Are you his family?"

"En." Wang Qianyang nodded.

In the end, before the police could speak, the door on the side was pushed open unexpectedly, and a cursing voice sounded: "I'm looking for my son, what is your kid doing with jb?! And beat me like this, fucking let your kid Lose money to Lao Tzu! Lose money!"

Yuan Hongming's eyes were black and blue, his left eye could not be opened, his forehead was wrapped with thick gauze, and there was a fixed net bag on his head, which was very funny.

The reason why he chose to look for Ling Qiuchi was because he thought Yuan Xing and Ling Qiuchi were just friends, and the main one who beat him was Ling Qiuchi.Ling Qiuchi sits in a wheelchair and has prosthetic limbs. She also wears expensive clothes, and she has money at home.

But he never figured out that Ling Qiuchi and Yuan Xing still have the relationship with Wang Yuyang.

"It's like this." The policeman on the side opened his mouth to explain the ins and outs to Wang Yuyang.

As a result, before he could say the second half of the sentence, he saw a figure flickering in front of his eyes, and there was a scream in the police station, and Yuan Hongming fell to the ground and covered his eyes.

Looking up, I saw that Wang Yuyang's right hand hadn't had time to retract, his forehead hair blocked one of his eyes, and the exposed eye was full of cruelty, as if he was looking at a dying person.

Wang Jianyang slowly raised his neck, looked down at Yuan Hongming who was rolling on the ground, and said coldly, "With this punch, is it enough for me to compensate you together?"