Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 295 Blowing head, no one believes him

   This woman!

  She really dares!

Song Rin had a splitting headache and dizziness, but her consciousness was so **** clear that she could even feel the warm blood gushing out of her head, meandering to her temples and neck, and finally seeping into the beige carpet, leaving spots scarlet.

   With a muffled snort, he covered his wound and wanted to change his position, but sadly found that his face was still under the foot of the opponent, unable to move at all.

  Shen Wei threw away the broken bottle in his hand, admired the man's painful appearance at the moment, and smiled slightly: "How does it feel? Is it good enough?"

   "...Shen Wei, kill me if you have the ability!"

   "Death? That's so easy, it's fun to be alive." She spoke softly, infinitely gentle.

   It fell into Song Rin's ears, but it was like a magic sound piercing through.

  Hands are warm and sticky to the touch, the tip of the tongue tastes the fishy smell of iron rust, and the stomach churns to the point of wanting to gag. I'm afraid it's nothing more than that in hell.

   "This is to teach you, don't be too crazy, you can play like a monkey when you catch anyone. Back then, you handed me a glass of wine with spices; now, I'll give you back a bottle, and we have a relationship."

   "Bitch, man!"

Snapped-

   A slap in the face, very hard.

  Shen Hou withdrew his hand and turned his wrist, "This slap is to teach you that people under the eaves must see the situation clearly before speaking, and don't let your stinky mouth make you angry."

   "..."

"Look, isn't that right? Be quiet and be obedient, so as not to suffer from physical pain. However, this pain should be insignificant compared to the blow of failure, right? From the promising little Mr. Song to today Today's bereaved dog, you not only killed yourself, but also helped Song Qian by the way, and now MT seems to be his world, think about it, you really have nothing to lose."

   "Regret? Angry? Resentment? Despair?" Every time Shen Wei said a word, Song Rin's face turned paler, until the end was pitiful.

  Shen Yu sighed softly, retracted his feet, wiped his hands from the paper towel on the coffee table, and threw it to the man's face, "A person like you is only worthy of being with garbage, I will kill you and dirty my hands!"

   After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away.

  Song Rin fell to the ground, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes, like a puppet whose soul has been taken out. Apart from being able to breathe, the whole person fell into confusion and chaos.

  It seems that the pain from the wound has gradually gone away from him...

  Suddenly, a drop of crystal slipped from the corner of the man's eye and sank into his temple.

  He started laughing out loud, trembling almost convulsively, "Hahahaha..."

  Shen Wei, today's shame will require you to pay with your life!

  …

   "Miss Shen, we meet again." The woman in black clothes and black trousers, with fluffy curly hair and flirtatious red lips, was leaning against the wall of the corridor at this moment, with her legs intertwined and her body in a perfect streamlined shape.

   "It's you?" Shen Yu stopped, three meters away.

  Ari stood up straight, stepped forward, and smiled meaningfully: "I thought you would never come to Paris Night again."

   "Just looking for someone."

   "What's the rush? I didn't say you were making trouble."

  Shen Yu: "..."

  Ari: "Let's go, the second master is here to invite you."

  Shen Yu was silent for a moment: "...someone broke his head in private room 205, you should watch and deal with it."

   It's not that she is kind to Song Rin, it's just that in Song Jing's territory, how much face should be saved, and it would not be good to kill someone.

  Besides, even if she doesn't say this, someone will deal with it.

   After all, this is Night Paris, the most luxurious and safest gold selling cave in Ningcheng.

  The visitor is a guest, as long as he does not offend the master's taboo, at least he can get out alive.

  However, whether it is standing or lying down is not certain.

  Ari nodded: "I have sent someone to deal with it, come with me."

   Sure enough, what happened in the private room just now could not escape that person's eyes, otherwise, Ari would not have come so fast, as if standing there just to wait for her!

  The woman led the way, followed by Shen Wei.

  Get out of the elevator, go through a wedge-shaped corridor, and finally stop in front of a carved wooden door.

   "Master is inside." As he said, he turned the doorknob, pushed it open, and turned sideways to invite.

  Shen Yu glanced at her, then looked away, and carried her inside.

   It is obvious that this is an office, with a screen separating the reception area and the office area. The decoration is simple and low-key.

   "Second Master Song?"

   "Here, sit down." The man held a teacup, and upon hearing this, he glanced at her with a half-smile.

  Shen Wei walked to the opposite sofa and sat down.

  The man handed over a cup of hot tea: "Try it?"

  She took it, smelling its fragrance first, and then savoring its taste.

  Song Jing: "How?"

  Shen Yu frowned, hesitated to speak, and there was a bit of probing and vigilance in his eyes.

  The man smiled elegantly, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

   "It smells okay, but the taste is astringent, with bitterness in the astringency." If she guessed correctly, this should be old tea.

   It is reasonable to say that Song Jing, the big boss behind the scenes in Paris, is short of anything, not short of money. If he has money, he is afraid that he will not be able to buy good tea?

  How could it be possible to entertain guests with old tea?

unless…

   "It is said that **** is still spicy when it is old. This tea is better than Chen."

  Shen Yu put down the teacup and said calmly, "How do you say it?"

   "Astringency means flat nature; bitterness means fear of danger. Just like human beings, if you restrain your sharpness, your temperament will be peaceful; if you think more, you can avoid danger."

   "What exactly are you trying to express?"

  The man's smile remains unchanged, and a few lines can be seen faintly at the corners of his eyes, adding to his gentleness: "Girls should not learn to be too barbaric. Only by cultivating their morality can they restrain their hostility."

   After finishing speaking, he took the remote control and pressed the red switch button, and a high-definition video appeared on the LCD wall directly opposite.

   It was exactly what happened in the private room not long ago.

  Even the voice of speaking can be heard clearly.

  Shen Hou withdrew his gaze, groping for the rim of the teacup with his fingertips, circling it round and round, feeling free and calm.

   "You came to me just for education class?"

   "I never teach others easily."

   "So, it's my pleasure?"

  Song Jing: "If interrogative sentences are replaced with declarative sentences, the expression effect will be better."

  The corner of Shen Yu's mouth twitched.

  The man suddenly became stern: "Dare you play wild on the master's site today, try another place? Do you think you can still sit here with the air conditioner and drink hot tea?"

  Ningcheng has several famous entertainment venues, although they all use the gimmick of high privacy, but which one is completely let go and does not pretend to be monitored?

   "You are so young, you are quite courageous! You have watched too many TV shows, and you just hit people on the head with a wine bottle?"

  Shen Yuxin said, this is not from the TV series.

  Similar crooked tricks, such as kicking crotch, stepping on eggs, sticking nostrils, and poking eyes, during the days when she went to Dongli Mountain Villa for training, she often asked Quan Hanting for advice.

   Where to start, how much force to use, and where to aim are all particular.

  How to inflict injury without death, and how to save life with blood and tears, she has already figured out everything.

  Therefore, Shen Yu was sure of how much Song Rin would be hurt before he struck.

  Of course, there is no need to explain this to the man in front of him. After all, their relationship is limited to meeting by chance, not even a friendship between gentlemen.

  Shen Wei: "Isn't he still alive?"

  Song Jing choked at her uneducated appearance: "Then what if she dies?"

   "Oh, if you die, you will die, and there is nothing to regret." The woman's eyes were cold, and her voice was flat.

  It seems that when the word "death" comes out of her mouth, it is no different from "eat" or "drink", they are all commonplace.

  At that moment, he had the illusion of seeing the same kind.

   Soon, this illusion was completely dispelled by the woman's coquettish smile, "Just kidding, the second master won't take it seriously, right?"

  Song Jing: "..."

  Shen Hou put away her smile, stood up from the sofa, and bowed deeply under the slightly astonished gaze of the man.

"you…"

   "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble because of my impulsiveness."

  She confessed her mistake so frankly and apologized, but Song Jing couldn't say anything more.

   After a long while, "...Forget it, let's not take this as an example."

   "Tea is very special, and thank you for your advice. I will keep it in my heart and say goodbye."

  Song Jing waved his hand.

  Shen Yu turned around, but the corners of her lips curled up in an unruly and rebellious manner, coupled with her piercing eyes, she exuded a treacherous aura.

  Keep it in mind, but it doesn’t mean you have to do it.

  That night, Song Rin was sent to the hospital by the bodyguards for emergency treatment. She lost too much blood due to skin trauma and was accompanied by a slight concussion. She needed to be hospitalized for observation.

   He was in a coma for two days and two nights before waking up.

   The first person to see him was Qin Zeyan.

   "How is it? Is it better?" The assistant put the flower and fruit basket on the cabinet, bowed his head and exited the ward. Qin Zeyan dragged a chair to the side of the bed and sat down by himself.

  Song Lin leaned against the head of the bed, and replied blankly: "I can't die for the time being."

  Qin Zeyan was dumbfounded for a moment: "...It will always pass, and there is still a chance to make a comeback."

   "Whether there is a chance, I don't know; but it is true that some people don't want me to live."

"who?"

   "Shen Yu."

  Qin Zeyan glanced at him with a strange expression, and immediately frowned: "You still haven't cleared your mind? What nonsense are you talking about?"

   "Why, don't you believe it?" Song Rin's expression was calm, as if the other party's reaction was in his expectation, so he was neither sad nor angry, nor overly excited.

   "I'll call a doctor for you..." As he spoke, he stood up.

  Song Lin said quietly: "If I say that she is the culprit who caused me to lose the project, do you think I should go to the neurology department?"

   "A Lin... I know you don't like her, but you don't have to make up such unrealistic excuses."

  In Qin Zeyan’s view, the failure of the project is the problem of the entire team, and Song Rin is mainly responsible for it, but he is too proud to accept the reality of failure, and even pushes everything to Shen Yu.

   Just ridiculous!

   "Shen Yu is just an illegitimate daughter, she doesn't have the ability to interfere with the cooperation between the two companies, so be sober!"

   "Oh, she said it herself, can there be a lie?" Song Rin twitched the corners of her mouth, and lowered her eyes to cover up her disappointment with this brother in an instant.

  He doesn't believe him!

   "That's even more unreasonable. Assuming that Shen Yu really got in the way, and it's too late for her to cover it up, how could she say it herself?"

   "Because she wants to see me laugh, taunt me, and humiliate me."

  Qin Zeyan felt more and more absurd: "What kind of deep hatred do you have with him, is it worth all her effort?"

  Song Linliang raised his eyes: "Did you forget the hot spring villa?"

  Qin Zeyan was shocked!

that matter…

   "She's taking revenge on me and ruining me!"

  Qin Zeyan's expression was tangled. After a long time, he said seriously: "...the same sentence, I don't believe she has this ability."

  Song Lin gave up completely, turned around, "I'm tired."

   "... Take a good rest, Ah Huai is very worried about you, and has rushed back from abroad." Qin Zeyan looked at his indifferent profile, sighed softly, got up and left.

  The next day, He Huai rushed to the ward in a hurry. In addition to flowers and fruits, he also brought a suitcase. It looked like he had just come from the airport.

  Song Rin told him everything Shen Yu had done, with a calm tone and indifferent eyes.

  He Huai's expression was even more exaggerated than Qin Zeyan's. He almost jumped up from the chair, blushed all over his face, and argued, "How could it be her? No, no, no, definitely not!"

  Song Lin smiled coolly, and soon fell asleep with the excuse of dizziness.

  He Huai stayed on the sidelines for a long time, during which time, what Song Rin said kept echoing in his mind.

  He said that the person who caused him to lose the project and put him in the hospital was Shen Yu?

this…

  He Huai shook his head, he felt that it would be a sin to even doubt it!

   That girl is soft and weak, doesn't fight or grab, speaks gracefully, has clean and clear eyes, and will never do those things!

   "Ah Lin, you... take care of your wounds, I have a psychiatrist I know, you can go see them when you have time..."

   After finishing speaking, he got up and left.

  After he left, Song Rin, who was supposed to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling coldly, and suddenly grinned, revealing a stiff and weird smile.

  Shen Wei, did you expect that they would not believe me?

   Never mind, you'll pay the price soon...

   "Ah Choo—"

   "Miss San, do you have a cold? It happened to be a medicinal porridge this morning to clear away the heat and moisten the lungs. May I serve you a bowl?"

  Shen Wei threw away the tissue and nodded: "Okay."

  After breakfast, she drove out as usual, but when she came out of the garage, she met Shen Chunting who was driving in.

   "Uncle?"

   "Morning, 婠婠."

   The two nodded their heads through the half-lowered car window.

  Shen Chunting: "How's the review going?"

  Shen Wei: "It's okay."

  Shen Chunting: "Thank you for the syllabus."

  Shen Wei: "It's a little effort, besides, I also got paid, not losing money but making money."

  The man raised his eyebrows: "That's not necessarily the case. Originally, you could be a small group of people who learned the syllabus, but now you are on the same starting line as everyone else. Although you have no disadvantages, you also have no advantages."

   "That's only fair, isn't it?" She smiled.

  Shen Chunting's eyes were complicated, and after a while, he sighed: "There is still half a month left, I wish you success in the exam."

   "Thanks for your good words."

  The window is closed and the car passes by.

  When we arrived at the coffee shop, Miao Miao was already reading a book.

   "President Shen..."

   "I said it many times, just call me by name."

   "Then... I'm afraid I'm used to it, and I won't be able to change it when I go back to the company..." Miao Miao insisted.

  Shen Yu glanced at her, "That's fine, when we get into Qihang, we'll be classmates, and you won't be talking about 'Mr. Shen' anymore."

   "Hey, it's not too late to talk about it after you pass the exam."

  The time immersed in learning always passes quickly, and it is noon in the blink of an eye.

  Quan Hanting delivered meals every day without any hesitation. The lady at the front desk was curious from the beginning and now she is used to it. Sometimes she couldn't help teasing Miao Miao when it was late—

   "Your eldest sister's male favorite isn't coming today?"

   "How is it possible?! Wait..."

   Then, sure enough, it came, rain or shine, never disappointed.

  Miss said: "The loyal dog is hopeless."

   Miao Miao: "Are you envious, jealous?"

  Miss: "..." I hate it! Don't be so blunt...

  (end of this chapter)