Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

【Ding! 】

[Host, you really make me worry.]

4011 appeared out of thin air in a pure white space. It first looked around curiously, secretly thinking that the host's consciousness space was really boring, and then slowly floated towards the young man who closed his eyes and rested quietly.

It landed on the shoulder skillfully, and when it tilted its head to look at that face, it couldn't help blushing.

Chi Qinghe's appearance is somewhat similar to the original owner, with phoenix eyes, thin lips, deep and delicate bone structure, and a breathtaking appearance.

But he was different from the original owner's loneliness and gentleness. His temperament was more desolate and cold, as if he was an ice crystal tree growing on the edge of a cliff. Even the scorching sun could not weaken the cold and oppressive feeling that seeped into his bones.

From the inside out, even now, when he is sitting quietly with his eyelids closed, that careless maturity and indifference can penetrate directly into the soul.

What's even more terrible is that there is a gorgeous and charming blood mole between his eyebrows. The collision of these two cold and hot charms creates an unimaginable deadly temptation.

[Host?] 4011 tugged at the young man's hair with his matchstick-like hands. [We have to go back quickly. Otherwise, what if Gong Huasui repairs his phone and comes to trouble Lu Hansong?]

[I'm not worried about Gong Huasui, but you know that Lu Hansong is very good at playing dirty tricks. If he gets hurt, you'll be the one who feels bad...]

【Host? 】

[If you don't wake up, I'm leaving. You stay here alone and never wake up! Just be a stupid vegetable!]

4011 pretended to be angry, floated into the air, and made a gesture to leave.

But after three minutes of hesitation, it still didn't disappear. It sighed and floated back to Chi Qinghe's shoulder, saying weakly, "This system is kind enough to give you another ten minutes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Qinghe opened his eyes. His eyes were confused, painful, and depressed at first, but soon returned to normal.

He took a deep breath, buried the unlocked memory again, raised his hand to take the potato chips back into his palm, his voice hoarse.

【Feel sorry. 】

[Hmph!] 4011 turned away. [Too slow!]

Chi Qinghe patted Little Potato Chips' head and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

4011 blushed, and her pouting mouth retracted, and her thin legs swayed back and forth because of happiness.

whee.

……

When I woke up again, I was still on the big bed in the hotel. When I opened my eyes, I saw the crystal chandelier falling from the ceiling.

He supported his head and sat up, his memory stuck at the moment when he dropped his phone. He didn't remember what happened afterwards.

But based on what 4011 told him, Gong Huasui was most likely to have discovered his abnormality.

Want an explanation?

forget it……

The curtains in the room were drawn, and he couldn't judge roughly how long it had fallen this time based on the sky, so he had to throw off the quilt and get out of bed.

"Ok?"

As soon as his hand touched the quilt, he felt a sudden tingling sensation in his fingertips. Chi Qinghe lowered his head and found that his hands were tightly wrapped in medical bandages. Whenever he moved, he could feel obvious resistance.

This is...how many layers did he put on him?

And his hand, how did it get injured?

I was almost at the balcony and was about to lift the curtain when I vaguely heard voices, so I opened the curtain a little.

There is a set of outdoor seats on the balcony, specially for guests to bask in the sun and enjoy the scenery.

Gong Huasui sat on a small round chair on the balcony, holding a thick notebook in his hand, carefully writing down the words of a white-bearded old man opposite the screen.

The glass in the middle was too thick, and Chi Qinghe couldn't hear what they were talking about. Just by looking at their actions, he could vaguely make out that Gong Huasui said "I got it" many times.

Understood? Understand what?

He simply pushed open the glass sliding door. As soon as his feet stepped on the balcony tiles, Gong Huasui hung up the phone immediately as if he was stressed, then quickly stuffed the phone into his pocket, pretended to be surprised, and stood up and walked towards him.

"Qinghe, it's too cold outside, let's go in."

Chi Qinghe silently retracted his feet, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Gong Huasui.

"You tied this?" He raised his hand. "Why?"

The smile on Gong Huasui's face collapsed for a moment. After a while, he carefully pulled up Chi Qinghe's sleeve, his voice very soft.

"Qinghe, this is all my fault. I was too careless... But don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility to the end. I will take care of you during this time of injury!"

Chi Qinghe frowned, "So you caused this injury? What did you use to cut it?"

Gong Huasui hesitated for a long time before muttering four words.

"The cup is broken..."

[Host, do you believe this?] 4011 reappeared, stroking his chin as he looked back and forth at the young man before him. [This little green tea guy is just trying to take advantage of you! Expose him now!]

[Exposing him? That would be too much fun.]

Chi Qinghe pretended to believe it and nodded, "So that's how it is."

He felt in his pocket, rummaged through the bed, and asked curiously, "My phone seems to be missing. Give me a call."

"OK……"

Gong Huasui slowly took out his cell phone, quickly pressed a few keys on the keyboard, and quickly put it to his ear, fearing that Chi Qinghe would peek at his screen.

The ringing lasted for almost a minute before Gong Huasui put down the phone with pretended regret and looked towards Chi Qinghe.

"Maybe it fell somewhere else. Just stay here and I'll help you find it."

Without waiting for Chi Qinghe to speak, Gong Huasui hurried out.

As soon as I reached the elevator, Gong Shimu's assistant, Zhongli, came.

"Young Master, the phone has been repaired, but it will take some time to crack the data." Zhongli had obviously run over, with a little sweat on his forehead.

"When can it be cracked as soon as possible?"

Zhongli couldn't say for sure, so he could only vaguely say, "The technical department is already rushing it."

Gong Huasui paused for a rare moment, "Is this... difficult?"

"If it's a normal phone without any additional features, they only need a plug-in to easily hack it, but..."

Zhongli didn't finish his words, but Gong Huasui already understood what he meant.

If you were to ask which department in Yunsheng Group is the most expensive, it would definitely be technology development.

This department has the fewest people and the weirdest tempers, but the profits it produces are the most outrageous, leading countless technology companies to want to pay high prices to poach the entire team.

If he remembered correctly, there were at least six of them who had hacked into the national security systems of various countries...

If they can't break it, does that mean Qinghe has or even surpasses the strength of these weirdos?

But if Qinghe had this ability, why did he live such a hard life before?

Qinghe is also worried about this.

When Qinghe first thought that Uncle Chi was killed by Liu Shunlin, he looked almost like this.

Could it be that the phone call also mentioned Uncle Chi and threatened Qinghe?!

Is it Chi Yilan’s family?

Impossible, they don't have that ability.

Suddenly, a murderous look flashed in Gong Huasui's eyes.

"Give them ten times the reward. Within a week, I want to obtain all the criminal records of Lu Hansong and Chen Qiqing."

"Chen...Qiqing?!"

Zhongli was puzzled as to why this young master's train of thought had suddenly turned to this. He said thoughtfully, "Mr. Gong, it might be difficult to explain. Besides, the Lu family has great influence in Jiangjing. If..."

"Just do it, and I'll tell him."

Gong Huasui recalled the neurotic cobra and sneered.

"Lu Hansong...the Lu family...a low-class, makeshift troupe."