Bait

He opened her fingers lightly, but Qiao Hanrun felt like falling into an abyss.

"Aren't you sleepy?" He faced her, "Rest first."

"Chen Yuan." She panicked inexplicably, the most obscure and solid things collapsed inch by inch, lost, and disappeared. The ruins of that place made her powerless, "Do you like her?"

His mind was muddled, as if he was trapped in a huge swamp circle, his body became heavier and heavier, and was absorbed by an unknown fire, burning fiercely, "Don't think too much."

"Is it really me thinking too much? You don't know how much courage I need to show up." Qiao Hanrun touched his face, "I'm afraid of her youthful beauty, and I'm afraid that when you face her, you will give me the feelings you once gave me. I am absent It was the most exciting and beautiful time of your life, and it was also the most variable time for a man. When you were mature and lonely and longed for a family and a wife, she took the lead. The confidence that supported me to come back is that I have never forgotten what you told me personally Me, what you love is not a woman's appearance and family background, but Qiao Hanrun herself. No matter how humble and mediocre I am, you are not willing to let me bear the feeling of abandonment for the second time. You know that I depend on you like a fish depends on water, and I am afraid of loneliness , afraid of having nothing, and all I have is you."

The neckline was clearly untied, but it still made Chen Yuan out of breath.

Her every word, every choked up, pierced his heart like the tip of a knife.

"Chen Yuan, if you fall in love with another woman and want to abandon me, I don't blame you." She took his hand and slid it to her abdomen a little bit, "Just like back then, you couldn't save me. The country is starving and wandering, suffering from deportation and harassment. I am in hell, and I don’t hate you at all, I am worried about you.”

The belt of the pajamas fell to the ground, and there was an old scar across the white and bloodless lower abdomen, like a winding centipede.

His pupils shrank sharply, and his hands were also stiff, "How did you do it?"

Qiao Hanrun smiled with tears in his eyes, "The black dog hijacked me in transit at Bangkok Airport. I tried to escape by using the toilet as an excuse, but unfortunately failed."

Chen Yuan's eyes were turbulent, "So he hurt you?"

"Women who have lost too much blood don't accept their fate honestly, and don't even have the energy to run." She wiped away her tears, "The wound is hidden here, and no one will find out and call the police."

His body trembled involuntarily, and the muscles on the back of his hands swelled.

Chen Yuan couldn't imagine how Qiao Hanrun, who was fragile and soft like a puddle of water, endured the pain of gouging out his flesh.

Her bright scars at this moment, and her years of hopelessness, turned into a heavy mountain, crashing down on him.

If you entangle him, you will have no peace and no rebirth.

He can only make amends, atonement.

Because she is Chen Yuan's woman, she is destined to suffer an indiscriminate disaster in the Chen family.

He closed his eyes, raised his hand and pulled the collar, his chest was still full of dryness, and the next second, the shirt was torn in two, and Qiao Hanrun's breathing was so frightened by the sound of breaking.He put his hands on his hips, calmed down, and grabbed her shoulders, "If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

The wind pours in from the windows, and the skirts of his clothes are swaying, covering his strong muscles with nothingness and solidity. He is naked and wild in the long night.

Qiao Hanrun suddenly realized why she felt helpless and unfamiliar.

Today's Chen Yuan is no longer the 27-year-old man she remembered.

In his eyes, she was also not the original her.

They have been separated from each other for nine long years, love and hate, enmity and evil, things are different.

Qiao Hanrun was stunned for a while, then smiled, "Then do you still like me?"

"Han Run—"

"Other answers, I don't mind. Even if you like her, even better than me." She interrupted him, "This answer is very important to me."

Chen Yuan's chest swelled sharply, becoming more and more uncontrollable.

The closed Dongjiang Port was quiet, and half of the city could hear the sound of snow melting.

Tianfu No. 1 is facing the South Border Wharf, and the lights and whistles are on all night.

Amid long blunt moans, he put his arm on her shoulder and said dryly, "I have an old love."

Chen Yuan withdrew his hand and left the study.

Qiao Hanrun stopped at a corner where the light couldn't reach, and the beam of light she was looking forward to seemed to be quietly submerged.

He is, as always, a gentleman, gentle and handsome.

The years have not destroyed his skin, everything about him is still the same.

Qiao Hanrun just felt that he couldn't catch him.

He is the unbroken kite string in her hands.

Chen Yuan returned to the bedroom, locked the door, and took out the red velvet box in the wardrobe.

An exquisite female ring, as if the remaining warmth of Shen Zhen remained.

With a serious face, he tightened his grip tightly, and after a long time, he put it back again.

The next day, when the sky was still gray, Chen Ling opened his eyes.

In the half-brightness of the snow, the woman stood on the sofa, bending over to fold the blankets, tidying them up very neatly.

He was not sober enough, like a dream or reality, momentarily in a trance.

The Chen family's men were decisive and merciless in Vanity Fair.

But not without weaknesses.

The most untouchable corner of my heart is just a woman, a bowl of noodles, and a warm lamp.

For Chen Ling, who has many enemies, it is almost an extravagant hope that will never be realized.

He was absent-minded for a moment, and he didn't even realize that Shen Zhen turned around.

"Third Uncle, are you awake?"

Chen Ling responded hoarsely, picked up his watch, "I woke up so early."

"The cafeteria is open." She opened the thermos, "Millet porridge, red date sugar cake, boiled eggs."

He couldn't help laughing, "Didn't sleep all night?"

In the second half of the night, she tossed and turned, making him so noisy that he couldn't sleep.

Shen Zhen didn't say a word, and scooped up a spoonful of porridge.

This time, she didn't take the initiative to feed him, but just held it in front of him.

Chen Ling took it, put it down again, buttoned up his clothes, got out of bed and washed, "You have something on your mind."

She reached out to help, "No."

Everyone is wilted.

Mouth hard.

He smiled, "Last night I said something serious, do you hold grudges?"

Shen Zhen shook his head, "I did disturb my third uncle's recovery. I registered at the nurse's station and hired a nurse, and I went to work at six o'clock."

Chen Ling examined her, "Are you wronged?"

She helped her into the bathroom and exited without a word.

The man looked at the closed door, her slender shadow flickered and disappeared.

Chen Ling walked to the sink and put a pool of water on it. He leaned over and soaked his whole face in it, until he was suffocated before pulling away.

He supported the edge with his intact left hand and looked at the water-drenched face in the mirror.

On the front line of the hail of bullets, he escaped from death again and again, and he cultivated a heart of iron and stone.

Can withstand oppression and temptation, but also can withstand humanity and temptation.

In his life, the closest distance to death was 96 years.

In Guan Bao's old lair, an informant in charge of contacting lost contact with the police force for half a year, and Chen Ling's task was to spy out whether he was dead or alive and transport him out safely.

At that time, 20-year-old Chen Ling was just a fledgling, and his informant was an experienced veteran. Under the last resort, in order to take the overall situation into consideration, he had to replace undercover agents who were more valuable and more familiar with the enemy's internal affairs, so as not to fail.

To put it bluntly, Guan Bao sensed that something was wrong and wanted to arrest someone.The team sent death squads to exchange fakes for real ones.

False ones are likely to be damaged in the nest, and whether they are safe or not depends on whether they are clever or not.

Just the night before he was done, the informant revealed his secrets.

It was indeed intentional to reveal his secrets, and he couldn't bear Chen Ling to do it for him.

He witnessed the guerrilla warfare that broke out on the border with his own eyes, but he couldn't save people without authorization.

Not even a sneaky shot.

Guo Aiqi commented that Chen Ling was born to be the nemesis of criminals.

The state of mind is stable, and you can calm down.

Although the situation is different, he occasionally softens his heart towards Shen Zhen, which is fine.

After all, it is not a contest of life and death.

But Chen Ling had a hunch that if he indulged his soft heart, disaster would happen.

After he finished cleaning, he came out of the bathroom, and Gu Yunzhi waited at the door, "The news at this stage, Xiao Hui has pleaded guilty, and it is currently in a confidential state."

The man is silent.

Gu Yunzhi reported in a low voice, "Jin Gui refused to admit it, and wanted to see the eldest son, but the eldest son did not respond."

Chen Ling sat back on the hospital bed, and Shen Zhen stood there, looking at him eagerly.

He rubbed his temples vigorously, and closed his eyes without looking at her, "Talk."

"Third Uncle—" She squatted beside the bed, "Is Professor Chen in jail?"

Chen Ling's massaging movements paused, "Who said that?"

Shen Zhen truthfully confessed, "Chen Yuan said, it's not me, but Professor Chen."

Gu Yunzhi watched Chen Ling's reaction from the sidelines, "Chen Ting, the Eldest Young Master and the Second Young Master are fighting fiercely now, and the Second Young Master is a bit inferior on the surface, but Xiao Hui and Jin Gui are also involved, one is the uncle's confidant, the other is The eldest son's henchman. I asked the servant of the old house, and the servant overheard the call between the uncle and the vice-chairman Zheng Zhihe, the second son is the chairman, and the eldest son is the mastermind behind the scenes."

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, half-covered his palms, unable to distinguish his expression.

After a long time, he lowered his hand, "You want me to step in and help him clarify?"

Gu Yunzhi urgently dissuaded him, "Chen Ting! It's about the Second Young Master and the Fucheng Group. As the Chen family, you'd better avoid suspicion..."

Chen Ling glanced at him sharply, but he remained silent on the spot.

Shen Zhen's eyelids trembled, and he also froze.

She ignored it.

How many eyes were watching Chen Ling secretly, hoping that he would make a mistake and drag him off the horse to make room for himself.

It is a taboo in a high position to cover the sky with one hand for personal gain.

Shen Zhen changed his words again, "Third Uncle, you can rest at ease."

She turned her head and continued to clean the ward. Chen Ling stared at her back without making a sound.

After breakfast, Gu Yunzhi went to the outpatient department to prescribe medicine. Liao Kun led a team of intern doctors and nurses in, "Ward round."

Chen Ling flipped through the file and glanced at him, "Are you the new attending doctor?"

"No, I'm giving away the patient's medical examination for free."

Shen Zhen glared at him, "Go out."

Liao Kun didn't take it seriously, "The mudslide is in power, and Chen Ting protects the masses with his body. His selfless spirit, I should condolences to the hero." He took out his stethoscope and lifted Chen Ling's hospital gown, "My name is Liao. , I was promoted to the number one seed in the Department of Reproductive Medicine. Of the infertility patients who have been successfully cured by me, as many as 500 have given birth to singletons, and a quarter have given birth to twins. Director Chen’s record is 600. Male patients The main cause of the disease is dead sperm, especially for those over 35 years old, the survival rate is low, and the vitality is poor. First, quit smoking and drinking—”

Chen Ling brushed his hand away with a solemn expression, "Are you okay?"

After all, Liao Kun was intimidated by the iron-blooded gall that lived up to his reputation, and pointed at Shen Zhen timidly, "I'm looking for her."

Chen Ling tidied up the hospital gown and ignored it.

Shen Zhen pushed him to go outside, "You are sick!"

Liao Kun sucked his teeth and said, "Can you blame me? You stay in the ward from morning to night, and you don't reply to your calls or text messages."

"Mute." She leaned against the wall, "What are you doing?"

He called up the call log, "Assistant Xue."

Shen Zhen glanced at it for three minutes and 47 seconds, "What do you mean?"

Liao Kun said, "Director Chen bought you a house in Australia and left [-] Australian dollars. Recently, Chen Zheng and Boss Chen's people followed Xue Yan. He didn't dare to touch you. Boss Chen is fine and can't harm you. If Chen Zheng finds out that he tied you up halfway, who will come forward to save you at this juncture? The situation in the Chen family is very complicated, at least one son will be abolished."

She was motionless, her face flat and expressionless.

"Xue Yan put the things in Fujiang Huayuan, the purple leather box in the drawer of the bar. He also arranged for Li Jiang to escort you. That person is quite famous. You call him Brother Li Jiu."

Shen Zhen took a deep breath, "Got it."

Liao Kun said earnestly, "To tell you the truth, I misunderstood him too. In fact, Director Chen has a deep affection for you."

She turned her head to the skylight at the end of the corridor.

The snow has stopped.

A thick layer of frost accumulated on the withered sycamore branches.

***

On the other end, Chen Yuan was wearing a nightgown, sitting in the living room and reading the morning newspaper of that day.

The nanny was busy in the kitchen, Yang Ji handed him a hot towel, "There is an absurd scandal, and there is a high probability that the city will be full of disturbances in these two days. He Peiyu reported the second son to the Chang'an District Bureau at noon yesterday."

Chen Yuan frowned, "Report what?"

"The birth mother is under house arrest. She was so depressed that she had a difficult childbirth. Her daughter's premature death is a mystery. The cause of death is unknown." Yang Ji couldn't help laughing, "He Peiyu is really stupid. The second son is suffering from the enemy, and she is even worse. Before the third master took office as the provincial department, he belonged to Chang'an District He Peiyu faked his death to preserve Chen Zheng's reputation, so he naturally wouldn't interfere. But when it comes to this aspect, how could he stand by and watch?"

Chen Yuan stared at the white porcelain bottle at the corner of the coffee table, "Then."

Yang Ji poured hot tea and handed it to him, "It is said that the Chang'an District Bureau is investigating whether there was an accident during the operation or something else is hidden. They have tested He Peiyu's blood samples and are waiting for the results. The second son has also been handed over from the Audit Bureau Bureau task force."

Chen Yuan blew on the fluttering tea leaves, "Do you believe that the second child attacked his biological mother and younger sister?"

Yang Ji thought about it, "The so-called younger sister's background is not right, it is the shame of the second wife, but after all, it came from He Peiyu's womb, and it can be regarded as a blood connection. Besides, the second son's character is not bad, he is not very good at killing."

Chen Yuan took a sip of tea, "Can you figure out that it wasn't the second child who did it, and He Peiyu raised him alone, can you not figure it out?"