MTL - Slowly Falling For Changkong-Chapter 39

While Qian Liang said, of course Wei Yichen understands that anyone who can open a bar in Qingnan Lane is a little background-whether white or black.

He covered his bleeding arm and stood quietly in the night, like a wild animal holding his breath. Qian Liang didn't want to make things big. He felt that he had been warned today. If he still wants to bite them, he can only blame himself.

He winked at the man with the dagger and retreated into the small building behind him. As the door of the small building closed, the light of the lantern was masked, and the surroundings became dark again.

Wei Yichen turned around and walked back alone. A woman came out of the shadows, leaned against a street lamp that had been smashed by someone, and called him with a hug: "Hey."

Wei Yichen paused slightly and looked in her direction.

It was a woman with long hair, her hair draped casually over her shoulders. Because the lights were dim, he couldn't see her hair color, but this face was still familiar: "Are you from the Qianman shop?"

Zuo Qianman, who has opened a bar in Qingnan Lane for many years, is older than Wei Yichen. She is one of the few female bosses under the bright lights.

The woman stood up and came over from the street light: "My name is Fang Qiuyun."

"Oh." Wei Yichen greeted him indifferently, and her name had nothing to do with him. After he "oh" finished, he continued to move forward, Fang Qiuyun stood in front of him and asked him, "Where are you going?"

Wei Yichen felt inexplicable: "Back to my bar."

Fang Qiuyun said: "You can't go back now."

Wei Yichen snorted: "Oh?"

Fang Qiuyun didn't care about the disdain and irony in his "Oh?" Word, but just said: "If you go back like this, the people under you will definitely go to Qianliang to settle accounts."

Wei Yichen frowned, and A Mao was so straight-headed that he would never let it go when he saw that he was injured. Instead, it ’s noisy. Zhu Bing ’s grandson is n’t the same. But Qian Liang is not Zhu Bing. If they rush up without a head, they will definitely be bad.

"You go with me to hUg."

hUg is a bar opened by Zuo Qianman. It is very famous in Qingnan Lane. It has a high style and high fees. It is very suitable for young people who are stupid and rich. Fang Qiuyun dropped this sentence and went forward on his own, regardless of whether Wei Yichen was willing or not.

Wei Yichen stood in place. Although he was a little upset with this woman, after considering it, he followed her away.

The bar was now crowded, and Fang Qiuyun took Wei Yichen through the back door and went directly to the second floor.

The second floor is much cleaner than the first floor and is suitable for the more demanding rich to drink. Fang Qiuyun led Wei Yichen forward and suddenly looked back at him: "Don't drop your blood on the carpet, our carpet is very expensive."

"..." Wei Yichen was about to exit as soon as he was out, thinking that it was on someone else's site, he put up with it. He looked at the woman on the opposite side and sneered, holding her corner of her mouth: "I have money and can afford it."

His smile was meant to be sarcastic and despise the woman on the other side, but his face was already good-looking, but now he looks a little pale because of the injury, and with such a cold smile, he is even more sexy.

"..." Fang Qiuyun looked back and continued to lead the way without saying a word.

She took Wei Yichen to the innermost private room and opened the door for him to enter.

"Sit down and I'll look at the wound for you."

Wei Yichen deliberately asked her: "Are you not afraid of my blood staining on the sofa? You sofa is expensive too."

Fang Qiuyun gave him a glass of orange juice and put it in front of him: "Aren't you rich?"

Wei Yichen yanked the corner of his mouth, and was very dissatisfied with the glass of orange juice she brought. "Would you not even have wine in your bar? Replace me with wine." His injured arm was still hot and he needed to paralyze with alcohol Just a nerve.

Fang Qiuyun said: "Cocktails with orange juice, do not drink."

She said squatting beside Wei Yichen, and rolled up his sleeve a little. Her movements were light, but Wei Yichen's wound was still aching, and his lips were a little whiter, and he turned his attention away from the wound: "Is Sister Qianman asking you to bring me over?"

"Well, she said Qian Liang was not so easy to deal with."

Of course, Wei Yichen knows that Qian Liang's comments on Qingnan Lane are not good, but no one has touched him until now, and no one wants to swim in this muddy water.

"You have a serious wound, and you have to go to the hospital for sutures." Fang Qiuyun simply helped him stop bleeding, put away the medicine box and stood up. "I'll take you to your hospital."

Wei Yichen picked up the glass with the uninjured hand and drank the orange juice cocktail inside: "I'll go by myself."

"No, you ca n’t drive because of your hand injury, and you just drank. I will call the police and say you drunk."

"..." Wei Yichen stared at her for a long while, saying authentically, "I'll take a taxi."

Fang Qiuyun was unmoved: "Most of the night, you still have blood on you, and you can be carried without a taxi."

...

Wei Yichen eventually got into Fang Qiuyun's car. Because of his injured hand, Fang Qiuyun did the work for him.

Wei Yichen felt that this matter was very humiliating and he must not let his brothers know.

He sat in the co-pilot, and then looked at her carefully by the lights in the car: "You woman, you have a pretty face, and her name is similar to every lady's show. How about it? "

Fang Qiuyun drove her car, staring at the road in front of her without squinting: "Maybe to surprise your life."

Wei Yichen: "..."

On the way, A Mao called him and asked him where he was. He said he didn't find Qian Liang, so he went home first and let them look at the shop. Ah Mao doubted him, and agreed one by one.

There were not many people in the hospital at night. When Wei Yichen treated the wound and came out, Fang Qiuyun was still standing in front of the car waiting for him. City A in November was definitely not warm. Besides, it was still midnight, and the temperature was lower than during the day, so she wore a skirt with a long coat and a pair of single shoes under her feet.

With her hand in her jacket pocket, standing there motionless, Wei Yichen couldn't help thinking, you **** just jumped in place twice, it's warmer than being silly standing there.

Seeing him coming out of the hospital, Fang Qiuyun stepped forward two steps and asked him, "What did the doctor say?"

Wei Yichen said: "It can't be disabled, just two days to remove the thread and change the medicine."

Fang Qiuyun nodded, opened the car, and asked him, "Where are you going? I'll send you."

Wei Yichen took a generous ride into the car and said to her, "Go home."

Because of his hand injury, Wei Zhenting scolded him again, and his mother was too worried. Wei Yichen has stayed at home honestly these days, and has the right to be injured.

Another two days, brushing the circle of friends during the break in the sky, brushing a leg of plaster cast Cheng Pengfa with a miserable expression. Put down the boxed lunch in the sky and ask him in a private chat: "What's wrong with you?"

After Cheng Peng said that he was going to be invited to come to his store for a bunch of skewers, he added WeChat to Changkong, but the exchange of the two remained in the circle of friends. Coupled with the fact that he rarely sends a circle of friends to Changkong, Cheng Peng has little chance to give him praise.

He sent a message to himself for the first time, and Cheng Peng replied quickly: "Hey, don't mention it, you are unlucky at home, and there was a car accident on the way to deliver the meal."

Xiang Changkong frowned slightly and asked him, "How is the injury?"

Cheng Peng: Fracture, I have to lie down for a while

Xiang Changkong: Which hospital are you in?

Cheng Peng: Central Hospital

Put away the mobile phone to Changkong, finished the lunch with two or three, and went to the central hospital by battery. I found Chen Xie's comment in the inpatient department, and he was lying miserably on the bed, as his friend circled him, "Xiaoxiang, you are coming!"

Seeing Xiang Changkong, Cheng Peng seemed very happy. He turned his head and introduced the woman who was sitting on the side to sharpen the fruit: "This is the brother I mentioned to you before."

The woman is Cheng Peng's wife. She looked at Xiang Changkong and nodded. "Oh ... is that brother who wants to go to heaven?"

Cheng Peng: "..."

Xiang Changkong didn't know how he introduced himself to others before, and he didn't care. He looked at Cheng Peng's feet with plaster casts and said to him, "Why are you so careless?"

Before Cheng Peng spoke, his wife said, "Changing the red light, I really don't even need my life!"

On this matter, Cheng Peng managed his own losses. Although he still couldn't help but refute for himself, his voice sounded clear: "Isn't I just ordering more food, and watching the delivery time is coming, I am anxious ... ... and when I passed by, it was still a green light ... "last second.

In order to catch orders, it is not uncommon for takeaways to violate traffic rules on the road. Cheng Peng is not the first, nor will it be the last. It is good luck that nothing happened, and once something happens, the consequences are unimaginable.

Xiang Changkong said: "I also know that the time limit has not arrived before the meal. I must be anxious in my heart, but I can't make fun of my life. We should take delivery first, and safety should be the first. You should have been trained when you passed the company Right. "

"... People are trained." But their working mechanism is also formulated by the company. Cheng Peng felt very wronged.

Cheng Peng's wife and child said, "Look at how many seconds you grab, now you put your legs in, it's worth the loss!"

"Okay, I know, you've been talking here all morning!"

...

Xiang Changkong left because he had to work in the afternoon. When he stepped out of the inpatient department, he saw a figure coming out of the hospital building, his figure and dress, and he looked very familiar.

"Wei Yichen?" He stepped forward, calling the man tentatively. Wei Yichen froze for a moment, then turned around and saw Xiang Changkong.

He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Is it really true that the enemies didn't get together and could even meet him in the hospital.

Wei Yichen laughed twice and asked him, "Are you here to take away?"

Seeing that he came out of the inpatient department, it was normal for the patient's family to order takeaway food. It's just that he usually delivers food in the Xingguang Park area. Is it so far away from Xingguang Park that he is in charge of it?

Xiang Changkong said: "No, a friend of mine is hospitalized. I came to visit the doctor." He said, looking at Wei Yichen's bandaged hand: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"Nothing, a little injury." Wei Yichen turned to the side and didn't want to discuss his injury with him, so he changed the topic. "How are you and Xu Lian recently?"

He pursed slightly towards Changkong and replied, "It's fine."

Wei Yichen laughed and walked forward: "It's fine."

Xiang Changkong walked beside him, his eyes couldn't help turning his hands. It looks like this, it doesn't look like a small injury: "Your hand ..."

"My hands are okay." Wei Yichen glanced at him and said to him, "You met me at the hospital today. Don't tell Xu Lian. Don't tell her about my injuries.

Looking at him, Changchang said nothing. Wei Yichen said again, "I won't go to her anymore, you ... take care of her."