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Although Mo Heng told him not to wait for him to come back, Chu Jun still waited until he heard the light being turned on in the next bedroom before falling asleep.

If Mo Heng was about to die, he would knock on his door on his own initiative. Chu Jun was not worried about this.

However, Chu Jun went to bed "early" after all. He didn't know that a few minutes later, an uninvited guest came to his bedroom.

The guest came quietly, probably because he was a habitual offender in doing this kind of thing. He walked to Chu Yun's bed without making any noise.

This time, the guest sat down next to Chu Jun. After looking at Chu Jun's sleeping face for a while, he directly stretched out his hand to the side of the young man's face.

The touch left on his fingertips a few hours ago seemed to still remain on his fingertips, making his fingers numb. Even firing dozens of bullets had no effect to relieve the pain.

Only now that he touched Chu Jun's skin again did he feel comfortable.

The black shadow stayed in Chu Yun's room for a long time like a flower thief. Perhaps his hands became more and more outrageous. When the black shadow saw the young man's butterfly-like eyelashes trembling, as if he was about to wake up, he repented and wanted to stop.

Worried about disturbing the dreamer, the shadow moved quietly and slowly pulled his hand away, but felt a warm touch against it.

The young man turned over, facing himself, pressed his hand under his cheek, rubbed his palm, and then fell asleep.

The shadow's breathing stagnated. At that moment, he didn't dare to move, nor did he want to move. He didn't care that it was already the middle of the night and morning would be in a few hours. He just sat beside Chu Jun's bed, accompanying the sleeping person on the bed until dawn.

It's a pity that he can't stay here anymore.

Dr. Chu was about to wake up, and he was going to prepare breakfast for him.

The morning sun shone on the black shadow, casting a golden glow on his hair.

In the kitchen, the man rolled up his sleeves. The wounds on his arms were of varying depths, all scars left after recovery from gunshot and knife wounds.

They appeared on the man's arm like a noble and elegant sculpture, with a few flaws for some unknown reason.

However, this flaw not only did not affect the beauty of the sculpture, but instead made it bear the traces of time and the sediment of the past.

The man didn't dare let Dr. Chu see these marks, otherwise he could imagine how worried Dr. Chu would be when he saw these scars left over the years, and he would be nagged by Dr. Chu for a while again.

The next time Dr. Chu sees me go out, he will probably frown.

Doctor Chu looked good even when he frowned, but he knew very well what kind of person he was.

As long as Dr. Chu is even a little dissatisfied, he will instantly lower his principles again and again. He has no principles in front of Dr. Chu.

Probably by then, as long as Dr. Chu asked him to stay at home, he would do it without hesitation.

When Chu Jun woke up, he smelled a very fragrant smell. There must be soup dumplings for breakfast today. It smelled like the one from the one at Qiaotou.

Tempted by the delicious food, Chu Jun rolled around on the bed twice, comforted himself in his heart, changed his clothes and went out.

Going to work is certainly uncomfortable, but there are delicious foods!

Winter in the concessions always passes faster, especially in those places where life is extravagant and decadent.

The warmth of the spring breeze seems to come in the blink of an eye.

When the spring breeze swept away the last bit of cold, people walked in the sunshine and suddenly for a moment forgot how they had survived such a cold winter a few months ago, wrapped in layer upon layer of thin clothes.

But the arrival of spring brings vitality and gives people more ideas about the future.

Life has to go on, maybe it will get better and better?

Chu Jun took off his thick coat and was finally able to change into some lighter clothes.

It was already four months since Chu Jun returned to China.

After several months of hard work and unremitting efforts, Dr. Chu finally made a name for himself in the concession and established a firm foothold in this hospital run by foreigners.

To the outside world, he was not just a young master from a merchant family, but also a big boss with superb medical skills who made the powerful and wealthy line up to see him.

It was no secret that Chu Jun was the young master of the Chu family. In the concession, there were only a dozen or so prominent families, all of whom were well-known.

The Chu family is one of them.

The eldest son of the Chu family is capable and takes over the family business. The younger son, who grew up spoiled, was sent abroad with tears and snot by the two elders of the Chu family. After returning to China, he works as a doctor in the hospital.

In general, Chu Yun is a high-quality unmarried man who is rich, capable, and has excellent character.

Over the past few years, there have been countless undercurrents in the concessions, which could easily drag down the less powerful families. The larger families have also developed a sense of crisis, and many have joined forces.

The marriage relationship is naturally the most reassuring alliance relationship for both parties since ancient times.

A large family has many people, so naturally there are many children of marriageable age.

Not to mention the purpose of the alliance, even those who cared about their own children had their eyes on Chu Jun.

If he has a good background and excellent character, your children won't have a hard life if they marry him.

Chu Jun was still confused when he sat in the coffee shop.

A quarter of an hour ago, he happily returned home to reunite with his parents, and a quarter of an hour later, he was brought to this cafe with a cup of hot mocha in front of him.

"Doctor Chu, are you okay?"

A sweet female voice came from the opposite side of Chu Jun, bringing him back to his senses.

"I'm fine. I had a few surgeries yesterday and I'm a little tired today."

Chu Jun's eyes moved away from the steam of coffee and looked up at the lady in front of him who was wearing a fashionable little dress.

Yes, this is his blind date.

He was kidnapped by his biological parents and brought to a blind date.

This fashionable lady is obviously the eldest daughter of a wealthy family. Her manners are impeccable and her vision is also perfect.

She noticed that Chu Jun had a somewhat confused look in his eyes, and although he had concealed it very well, out of some woman's intuition, she still saw the subtle discomfort in Chu Jun.

"It seems this blind date is not what Dr. Chu wanted."

Xiao Xiaolan sighed imperceptibly in her heart, but she still wore a smile on her face: "Doctor Chu, why not try the mocha from this coffee shop? It's truly amazing and can help you get rid of your fatigue."

Chu Jun also smiled and took a sip of the coffee cup. The rich aroma of coffee beans, coupled with the sweet but not greasy flavor, could make people relax instantly.

With the coffee as an opening, the two of them started chatting casually. Although it wasn't particularly lively, from the perspective of those watching from a distance, it was considered a very good atmosphere, and it seemed that this blind date had hope.

Chu Jun and Xiao Xiaolan are both thoughtful people. After a simple understanding, they knew each other's work, and through some overt and covert probing, they discovered some other

They probably guessed that the other party had participated in this blind date under threats or deception, and that they had no interest in each other.

I think the final result is self-evident.

"It was a pleasure chatting with Dr. Chu. See you next time if there's a chance." Xiao Xiaolan looked at her watch. It seemed that she had other plans later. She stood up and said goodbye to Chu Jun.

"See you again if we have the chance, Miss Xiao." Chu Jun nodded to Xiao Xiaolan with a decent smile on his face.

This was just a tacit politeness between the two of them. In fact, they only knew each other's name and job, and nothing more.

Not to mention leaving contact information or something like that to keep in touch.

So, the "next time" of seeing each other again is a long way off in this huge concession.

Seeing Xiao Xiaolan's lace skirt disappear around the corner, Chu Jun finished the coffee in his cup and prepared to get up and leave.

Before leaving the apartment, he only told Mo Heng that he was back to visit his parents and then go back. It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and Mo Heng must be waiting anxiously at home.

Wiping the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, Chu Jun left his seat and walked towards the door of the cafe.

However, when Chu Jun passed by the corridor of the coffee shop.

He suddenly felt something warm attached to his wrist, wrapping around it. The thing was quite strong, and it hurt his wrist.

Before he could react, he was dragged into a dimly lit box the next second.