What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

The news of Mr. Yue's hospitalization spread like wildfire, and Yue's stock price became volatile as a result, hitting the daily limit for three consecutive days.

There is a lot of discussion outside and a lot of worries inside.

Ming Ruowei instigated Mr. Yu and Mr. An to attack Yue Zhou at the board meeting, claiming that a half-blind man must not be allowed to be the heir to the Yue family.

But he didn't expect that there were quite a few classmates who gloated over Yunlong's misfortune. They liked to see how the most beautiful girl in the royal family fell from the altar. They wanted to know if Yuezhou could still pretend to be noble now that he no longer had the protection of the Yue family.

"Even if Yue Zhou is not the heir of the Yue family, they still can't catch up with him even if they slap their butts!" Lin Xia Ning deliberately said loudly. The students who were talking in the corridor glanced at her. Some wanted to confront her, but were pulled back by their companions: "Come on, if you offend her, you will offend Hui Lin. Don't make trouble for yourself."

This sentence made Lin Xia Ning even more depressed.

Luo Yilan came out from behind and said, "It's raining again today, and it's cold and gloomy. Why don't you say something to Zhu Huaining?"

These days, Zhu Huaining often came to the school gate to wait for her. On the surface, he was looking for He Yue to apologize, but in fact everyone knew that he just wanted to say something to Lin Xia Ning.

"There's nothing much to say, really."

Having said that, Lin Xia Ning still couldn't help but look at the black spot on the side of the road outside the high wall from a distance.

Although she couldn't see the face clearly and could only see the tall figure from a distance, she knew it was Zhu Huaining.

Ever since being slapped by Yan Jing, He Yue couldn't bear to see Lin Xia Ning and Zhu Huai Ning suffer together: "There will be someone better."

Lin Xia Ning looked back at He Yue. For some reason, her nose felt sore and her eyes were wet. She wanted to ask: Is there anyone? Is there anyone better than Zhu Huaining?

She doesn't need to.

He Yue and Luo Yilan both saw through Lin Xia Ning's pretense of strength, and the three of them fell into silence.

Lin Xia Ning turned her back and stopped looking.

The rain was getting heavier, pattering on the corridor. Liang Shanzhi breathed out hot air to warm his hands and walked out of the office: "What are you doing? Class is about to start, go back quickly."

The three of them leaned on each other's shoulders and walked obediently towards the classroom. Liang Shanzhi glanced at the black spot outside the school from a distance and muttered, "This kid."

So he hurried to class.

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"Brother, what did the doctor say about your hand?" Ma Feilu looked at Chen Song worriedly, "Damn it, you are her biological son after all, how could she be so cruel to you?"

Chen Song and Ma Feilu's mother knew that Ma Feilu was now following Chen Song in gangsterism, and she got so angry that she took a rolling pin and hit Chen Song on the head. Fortunately, he blocked it with his hand, but the force was so great that it left a bruise.

Ma Feilu didn't dare to think about what he would do if the stick hit his head.

Before Chen Song could say anything, Ma Feilu knelt down in front of Chen Song and swore, "Brother, I will follow you for the rest of my life. I will only treat you well, and I will never go back to that home again."

Following Chen Song, he would have food and drink, and a reputation. Although he was only a teenager, all the gangsters would call him Brother Ma when they saw him.

Ma Feilu felt that all this was given to him by Chen Song, and only Chen Song could give it to him.

Chen Song patted his head and said, "Boy, I'm your brother."

Seeing that Chen Song was not angry, Ma Feilu also smiled and said, "Then let's go back. Changqing needs to reconcile the accounts today."

"it is good."

Chen Song was about to get in the car when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the young and slender figure: "Why is she here?"

Ma Feilu looked over and saw He Yue.

Chen Song had been exhausted by his mother's troubles during this period and had not paid attention to He Yue. Now seeing her in the hospital, he frowned unconsciously: "Is she sick, or is her grandfather sick?"

"No, I haven't heard of it." Ma Feilu shook his head. Now that he knew how important He Yue was to Chen Song, how could he dare to target He Yue? Not only did he not target her, he also told his brothers to take good care of her.

"So what is she doing here?"

"I'll go ask." But before Ma Feilu took two steps, he saw He Yue coming out of the hospital again.

"Brother, do you think there's something wrong with her?" Ma Feilu asked.

Chen Song immediately saw the woman in front of He Yue, who was wearing eight-inch high heels and walking very fast.

He Yue is following her.

The woman was seen bending down and getting into a Lincoln. He Yue hurriedly ran a few steps, stood on the side of the road, and watched the car slowly driving away. She stomped her feet in annoyance.

After He Yue and Liang Shanzhi asked for leave, they met Ming Ruowei as soon as they arrived at the hospital.

She immediately turned around and hid behind a pillar, then she heard Ming Ruowei's smug voice: "...It's almost over... You just need to settle the accounts... Why are you still afraid of these things when it's in my hands..."

You can tell he's got some bad intentions just by listening to him!

Seeing Ming Ruowei leaving while talking on the phone, He Yue quickly turned around and followed her. Just as she watched Ming Ruowei get into the car and was about to lose her, a black Volkswagen stopped in front of her. The window rolled down, and it was Chen Song.

"What a coincidence." He smiled.

He Yue's face suddenly turned dark and she turned around to leave.

"No one is following?"

Chen Song's words made He Yue stop in her tracks.

"If you don't get on the bus now, you won't be able to catch up."

Chen Song said slowly, and soon, he heard the loud click of the car switch in the back seat, and He Yue said sternly: "Trouble."

Chen Song didn't mind her indifference and alienation. He stepped on the accelerator and quickly caught up with the Lincoln with his superb skills. He was very good at following cars and deliberately left two or three cars in between. He also changed lanes from time to time. Ming Ruowei didn't realize that she was being followed at all.

"What are you doing with her?" Ma Feilu couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

The back seat was silent.

"Caught in adultery? But she is also a woman."

Stay silent.

"Tsk, you're just trying to please me." Ma Feilu didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Chen Song smiled and glanced at the rearview mirror. He Yue had a stern face and folded her hands across her chest, as if she would be poisoned if she touched anything of Chen Song's more.

Ma Feilu looked furious and cursed inwardly: "Why are you pretending?"

He complained in a low voice, but didn't dare to let He Yue hear it.

Chen Song said, "This car was just washed yesterday. It's not dirty."

He Yue glanced at him, said nothing, and still maintained this posture.

Chen Song knew that this little girl must hate her to death.

But it doesn't matter. He has been around for so long that he knows what kind of people and what things should be done slowly.

I thought Ming Ruowei was going to Yue Group or Jiang Manyue was plotting something with someone, but I didn't expect the car to drive into the suburbs in the rain and stop beside the vast green mountains.

"What is she doing in the cemetery?"

Chen Song raised an eyebrow. Gaoshan Cemetery was famously expensive, and He Yue didn't look like someone who would get involved with such a wealthy person.

"Hey, don't you want to take an umbrella?" Ma Feilu shouted, but He Yue ran away like a rabbit.

Chen Song lit a cigarette: "Wait for her."

The mountain cemetery is quiet and has a good view, so it is monopolized by the rich.

It's ridiculous that rich people are fighting for even a cemetery.

He Yue was almost out of breath after crawling with Ming Ruowei, and her legs were trembling. But Ming Ruowei, with her delicate makeup on, walked steadily in her high heels. It was true that people are in high spirits when they are happy.

Ming Ruowei turned the corner with ease and stopped in front of a joint tomb.

He Yue also braked quickly, found a tombstone and hid behind it. She poked her head out and watched Ming Ruowei kneel down and take out a piece of paper from her bag.

The drizzle was dirty, and she wiped the tombstone carefully with a faint smile on her lips.

"Yuefan, I'm here to see you."

Yue Fan? It turns out this is the tomb of Yue Zhou's parents.

"I've waited for this day for eighteen years. I can finally be the mistress of the Yue family." Ming Ruowei choked up a little. She felt wronged. "This position was originally mine, wasn't it?"