Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

The Duan family private hospital is far ahead in influence in the entire City A. When the nurse saw the man in front of her was going to the intensive care unit, she remembered the eldest young master's instructions.

A handsome guy who is 1.9 meters tall and strong.

That's the one.

Duan Wu was leaning on the hospital bed with his injured leg up, eating fruit in a lazily manner. A classic romance movie was playing on TV. Even though he was injured, he did not look depressed.

"Hello, Mr. Duan, a friend is visiting."

The nurse knocked on the door and motioned Xing Yu to wait.

"Who is it? Come in."

Duan Wu asked knowingly. When he saw the expected person coming in, he glanced at him several times and said in a pretentious and sarcastic tone:

"Oh, you are quite capable. You came here to find me."

"You, don't bring anyone in casually, you will be fined 200 yuan."

Duan Wu pointed at the young nurse, who folded her hands and half bowed, saying in a fearful tone, "Be sure to pay attention next time, Young Master Duan, have a good rest."

After saying that, he hurried out.

Cheng Yue was afraid that if she left a few seconds later, she would laugh out loud. She took out her cell phone and received the 2000 yuan transfer that Duan Wu sent her. Good things like this come in abundance! Love to do it!

Xing Yu seemed a little at a loss. He wanted to say something to the nurse, but he reached out his hand but failed to hold her. The little girl walked quickly and slipped away in one go.

"It was my fault. I paid for her punishment, Master Duan. She didn't know about it."

"Okay, what's up? Where's the campus hunk from Lan University?"

"Xingli's final exam is coming up soon... I came to see Master Duan on his behalf."

The 1.9-meter-tall man seemed a little stiff in front of the bed. He stood there as if he was being punished, not knowing where to start.

"Forget it, we are in the same major, I don't know whether he will take the exam or not."

Duan Wu exposed his lame lie, handed him the exquisite fruit plate, and said impatiently

"Hold it, my hands are tired from lifting it."

Xing Yu held the fruit plate obediently, as if it weighed nothing in his hands.

He is really a spoiled little boy. He noticed Duan Wu's beautiful hands again.

He had seen countless people, but had never seen skin texture that could be described as crystal clear. With faint blue veins and slender and distinct finger bones, it was like a work of art.

The TV was playing "The Great Fog", which tells the story of a pair of lovers with different statuses and the regrets they left behind due to repeated misunderstandings and missed opportunities.

Duan Wu watched for a few minutes, and heard the person beside him not even daring to breathe loudly, so he pointed at him helplessly.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? I want to eat grapes."

Xing Yu then realized why the young master wanted to give him the fruit. He picked up a crystal clear green grape with a fork and handed it over.

Duan Wu tilted his bright red lips to the side and made three "Pooh" sounds.

"Skinning, big brother skinning, I still need to teach you, what do you do?"

Xing Yu wiped his hands with a wet wipe. The grapes, which were originally of a good size, looked miniature in his huge palms.

The fresh and rich grape juice flowed down his fingertips and slid into his palm, then stopped. He put it to Duan Wu's lips.

"Master Duan..."

Duan Wu opened his mouth wide and motioned for him to let it in.

The posture was a bit strange. While the tip of the tongue hooked the fruit flesh, it also left warmth on the fingertips. Xing Yu withdrew his fingers as if he had been electrocuted, and subconsciously got goose bumps all over his body.

When facing beautiful people, one can't help but be generous.

Xing Yu felt this deeply about Duan Wu, it was clearly what drove his behavior, but he didn't hate him at all.

Everyone knows Master Duan, he was brought up like this since he was little, even with a silver spoon in his mouth he is a bit conservative, probably because he is sitting on a mountain of gold and silver.

The two of them fed each other and listened quietly to the fierce confrontation between the male and female protagonists on TV.

[From the first day we came into this world, it was unfair. You want me to be fair to you, my mother, my sister, and my big family, what do you want me to do? ]

[I can give you money, lots of money, these are just small things.]

[Yes, I accept it. Then, what attitude should I use towards you? Love is not based on equality from the beginning. How should I treat you? ]

……

Duan Wu pouted and pointed at the crying heroine on TV.

"Does she look like Lan Xingli?"

Xing Yu followed the direction he pointed, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was looking at his hands or the TV.

"Xingli is also very strong. He has been under a lot of pressure over the years to pay off his debts."

……

Is he asking about being strong? He is asking about being stubborn!

Feeling that Duan Wu was not satisfied with his answer, Xing Yu didn't know what he said was wrong.

He watched Lan Xingli grow step by step to where he is today, and understood the pain he had gone through better than anyone else.

It's not easy to be so tenacious and resilient.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing that he was about to be moved by Lan Xingli again, Duan Wu couldn't help rubbing his temples and interrupted him directly.

"Master Duan, if you really can't let go of your anger, you can beat me up. I will definitely not fight back."

Xing Yu held the plate and said seriously:

"You're crazy! When did I hit anyone?"

Duan Wu used his good leg to gently kick him and said, "Don't go out and say that, you thick-browed, big-eyed guy, you are spreading rumors."

"Can I make up for the time and money I spent on Lan Xingli by beating you up?"

He crossed his arms, hummed twice, and the slightly curly hair on his forehead drooped down.

"I spent more than 70 yuan in those three days alone, not to mention before that."

Duan Wu felt that he was acting very mean at the moment, as if his pursuit failed and he was so frustrated that he wanted the gift back.

But he knew that people like Xing Yu would fall for this.

As expected, after hearing Duan Wu say this, Xing Yu immediately recommended himself.

"I'll compensate you for this money. I'll make up for every penny Xingli spent."

"You? How much money do you have?"

"I currently have 21 yuan on hand. How much do you need? I am willing to work for you or the Duan family. I have professional bodyguard certificates, driving certificates, cooking, free fighting, fitness, etc. I can watch the scene and be a thug. As long as you need it, Master Duan, I am willing to pay for this part of the money."

"Hehe, give me a discount, but at least owe me a little over a million."

Duan Wu was not exaggerating. Although they had enjoyed the drinks, he would hold Lan Xingli responsible for the payment.

"Master Duan, if you are not satisfied with me during the employment period, I will definitely not pester you."

Xing Yu's eyes were sincere and frank. He had enough confidence in his professional abilities after years of training and believed that he would be no worse than the people around Duan Wu now.

More importantly, he hoped to watch Duan Wu, protect Lan Xingli while at the same time trying to persuade him indirectly to dispel the suffocation that the covetousness of a superior brought to his friend.

"Lan Xingli, he's not a popular guy, I just think he's good-looking."

Duan Wu turned his head away, his eyes rolling around, unable to hide his thoughts, as if he was considering the cost-effectiveness of this deal.

"Well, since you've come all the way here, I'll give you a chance. Be my life assistant. If you stay with me for a year, we'll settle this account."

"But I have to say this first. If I'm not satisfied with you, I can let you go at any time."

Hearing this, Xing Yu's tense expression finally relaxed. As long as Duan Wu softened his tone, the other colleagues' jobs would be saved.

Xingli no longer has to worry and hide.