King Crazy Game

After the doctor carefully examined Fang Jingzhou, he said to Fang Shanhai, "He is recovering very well and will be able to move freely soon."

Fang Shanhai nodded with relief and followed the doctor out of the ward.

"Keep pretending. I want to see how long you can keep pretending, you old immortal." Fang Jingzhou stared coldly at the door that had just been closed by Fang Shanhai.

A few minutes later, the door was opened again. Fang Jingzhou thought it was Fang Shanhai who came back, so he leaned sideways and scolded him without turning his head: "I'm going to sleep, you continue to play your role as a great philanthropist."

"Oh..." Lin Zicheng dragged out the last syllable and smiled.

Fang Jingzhou couldn't help but shudder when he heard Lin Zicheng's voice, and sat up from the bed: "What are you doing here? Wasn't the performance that day exciting enough?"

"I just came to visit my old classmates."

Lin Zicheng put the flowers in his hand on the table, pulled a chair and sat down.

Fang Jingzhou looked him up and down. Today, Lin Zicheng was not wearing a suit. He was wearing a very ordinary white sweatshirt and dark blue jeans, with a black shoulder bag slung across his body.

This outfit reminded Fang Jingzhou of the first spring outing, when Lin Zicheng was also dressed like this, and he enthusiastically helped everyone, including himself and Wen Sixian. His perfection made Fang Jingzhou jealous, and he wanted to tear down his perfection at all costs.

The opportunity came, and the bet between him and Shen Qingning let everyone know that the number one in character, learning and humility was just treating everyone as a plaything. Those who had been helped by him were just toys that he played with.

The original disgraceful ending was completely changed because of a fire.

Everyone said that Lin Zicheng almost died in the fire while trying to save Wen Yan, and he did not take anyone as a gamble.

What a complete liar!

Fang Jingzhou said tensely, "Lin Zicheng, put away your disguise. It's useless to me."

"Fang Jingzhou, you are afraid of me."

Lin Zicheng picked out an orange from the pile of fruits on the bedside table and began to peel it slowly.

"What did I do to scare you?"

Fang Jingzhou sneered: "You dared to burn down the classroom in order to clear yourself. Don't you think it's scary? Do you think you can get away with it by letting Shen Qingning and the others say that it was caused by someone else's cigarette butt?"

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Lin Zicheng didn't show any anger as he handed him a piece of peeled orange.

Fang Jingzhou stared at the orange, didn't take it, and asked in a sonorous voice: "If you didn't have a plan, why did you let Wen Yan go to that classroom that day?"

"If I say there are few people there, it will be easier to deal with." Lin Zicheng threw the orange that Fang Jingzhou didn't take into the trash can, then broke off another piece and started eating.

"Isn't that better for you? No one knows the truth." Fang Jingzhou looked at the oranges in the trash can, as if they were looking at himself, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Lin Zicheng ate an orange and looked at Fang Jingzhou for about half a minute. Finally, he smiled and said, "Fang Jingzhou, I'll give you a sincere suggestion."

Fang Jingzhou looked at him in confusion.

"Next time you act, fool yourself first."

Lin Zicheng sighed deeply and stood up: "So you are not a bystander either."

Fang Jingzhou was stunned for a moment. That day, he and Wen Sixian were indeed planning to follow Lin Zicheng and Wen Yan, but they were stopped by Yu Moshu halfway and asked to help carry a table.

Shen Qingning sat on a chair in Lin Zicheng's office, legs crossed, eyelids drooping, yawning calmly and slowly. She tapped the table with her fingers, calculating how long Lin Zicheng's meeting would take.

An hour later, Lin Zicheng finally appeared in his sight.

Shen Qingning consciously vacated the throne. Lin Zicheng glanced at him but did not sit down. He leaned against the desk, took off his glasses, tugged at his tie with one hand, and unbuttoned his collar, revealing a small dimple on his neck.

How could such a cold person make people so impulsive? Shen Qingning took a sip of water while pouring tea for Lin Zicheng.

"Here, busy man." Shen Qingning handed the tea to Lin Zicheng.

Lin Zicheng may have had a dry mouth due to the long meeting, so he didn't drink tea elegantly as usual, and drank it directly with big gulps, and his Adam's apple at the collar rolled up and down. Shen Qingning looked at the seductive Adam's apple, and didn't expect that even if he was just drinking water, he almost couldn't control himself.

He coughed lightly and said, "Zicheng, I have completed my mission."

"Hmm." Lin Zicheng put down the teacup and snorted.

Just a simple "hmm"? Shen Qingning felt that this was not like Lin Zicheng's style. Shouldn't he say something else? For example, let's go to Country B together...

After waiting for a few seconds, and still not hearing Lin Zicheng speak again, Shen Qingning could only ask: "Let's go together to see the prey Fang Shanhai is looking for?"

"Rather than going to see the prey, I would rather have dinner together." Lin Zicheng gave him a simple smile.

It turns out that the eldest son of the Lin family would also attend meetings until he was hungry!

Shen Qingning digested the stimulation brought by this smile calmly, and said with a half smile: "The employees who were in the meeting with you should have cursed you in their hearts for a long time, and they couldn't even keep up with the hot meals. What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

Lin Zicheng narrowed his eyes: "Seafood."

Every time they ate seafood, Shen Qingning would peel the crabs while Lin Zicheng ate them. This time, there was no surprise. Shen Qingning carefully peeled the crab shells and picked out large pieces of crab meat and put them on the plate next to Lin Zicheng.

Lin Zicheng: "I dreamed of some scattered fragments before the fire."

Regarding the fire, Lin Zicheng seemed to have built a copper wall around him, and no one could crack it. Now that he was willing to take the initiative to talk about it, it was definitely not a good thing, and Shen Qingning's heart sank.

"It was a very shabby classroom, with moss growing in the corners and only a few broken glass pieces left. There were people inside, I couldn't tell if it was just one or two people, I couldn't see clearly."

Lin Zicheng paused here. Shen Qingning waited patiently for a long time, but there was no follow-up.

"Does our school have such a classroom?" Lin Zicheng asked and then laughed and took another bite of crab meat. "Maybe my memory was distorted because of what I saw and heard. I was eager to find the answer."

"Everything will work out when the time comes. Maybe you'll dream about something else soon." Shen Qingning peeled another shrimp for Lin Zicheng as a comfort.

Lin Zicheng's fragile expression for a moment seemed like Shen Qingning's illusion. He only saw his peach blossom eyes curved and picked up the shrimp meat: "It's possible to dream that the eldest young master of the Shen family married a super fierce shrimp."

Shen Qingning: “…”

Not only did this meal cost a lot of money, but you also had to endure verbal attacks.

"Congratulations on beating all the levels. Your courage and strength are truly admirable."

The game console made a sound of congratulations for who knows how many times, and I pressed the start button again.

"My king, it turns out you don't remember anything, hahahaha"

Hearing this, he held the game console with trembling hands, and his uncontrollable laughter made his standing body bend over.

"Then I'm going to start the show."