Dedicated to spoiling young masters

"Fang Donglin... I escaped." On the phone, Che Fan's voice was a little labored. On the way to the airport, he was arrested by the Ruth Consortium.

It's three o'clock in the morning. Fang Donglin put on a single shirt and leaned against the head of the bed without turning on the light. There was only a faint blue light on the screen of the mobile phone in the darkness.

Neither worried nor surprised, he waited for Che Fan's breath to clear before he said: "Che Fan, you said back then that your life belonged to the Nangong family."

"What do you mean?" Che Fan asked cautiously. With Fang Donglin's personality, worthless people can be discarded at any time. He almost lost an arm before he ran out from the hands of the Ruth Consortium. Fang Donglin not only didn't ask him about his injuries. , but to say this, could it be that he has no value?

"Don't think too much, I just remind you to remember what I said."

"What the hell are you trying to say, I need a doctor right now."

After a few seconds of silence, Fang Donglin ignored his request and said, "Well, from now on, you are undercover by Lu Bingyu's side, and I need his research information on Shan Yu."

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can I be an undercover agent? Damn, can you be a little humane, I was shot in the arm, you son of a bitch." Che Fan became impatient. There were too many things that happened in this day. My life was almost gone, nothing at all. Prepare to accept new assignments.

"Lu Bingyu has a nightclub in the city center, and he goes there a few times a month. You start from there, and don't contact me again from now on. If there is any progress, please send the news to Martin Abbey." Fang Donglin just gave the order cleanly .

"Then what should I do now? You have to find someone to meet me."

"Don't forget what you said."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Hey! Hey... bastard." Che Fan cursed on the phone, and then dialed back, the number no longer exists: "I have killed so many people, I have never seen such a cold-blooded monster, idiot... So much blood."

There are no stars in the night sky of the city, rushing around in an impetuous air, pressing the wound on his arm, Che Fan lost his phone, and angrily walked towards the messy alleys in the city.

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Opening the first glance, there is a young man sitting in front of the window, with a gentle temperament. He is said to be gentle because the slanting sunlight has modified his face into a natural gold powder outline, revealing a touch of warmth.

His eyes look soft, he should know me...

Thinking this way, Che Yan slowly pulled back the quilt and sat up, leaning on the high-grade pillow, and looked around.

The wallpaper is a light embossed pattern, the furniture is mainly white, simple European style, there is a lamp by the bedside, and there are few decorations, it seems that the room is simple and exquisite, and Xiao is a bit rich.

But... where is this?who is he?Who is the young man in front of me?

"Are you awake, are you hungry?" Fang Donglin asked softly, got up and took Che Yan's hand, very concerned.

Che Yan didn't resist. Seeing how concerned he was, he must have something to do with him, but he didn't know how to react for a while, because his mind went blank.

"I... I am..." Che Yan wanted to say something, or wanted to ask for some information.

Fang Donglin smiled gently: "Your name is Che Yan. There was a car accident. The doctor said that you have temporary memory loss. It's okay. Take your time and don't worry."

"Then you are?" Che Yan asked anxiously, there were really no memory fragments in his mind, and he wanted to be washed away by something.

"Let's eat first, you have been infusing nutrient solution these days." Fang Donglin brought him slippers: "I made shredded pork with bamboo shoots, let's chat while eating."

It was strange, feeling irresistible to this man, Che Yan got out of bed, put on slippers, and followed him to the restaurant.

This is an open kitchen, in addition to the rich tableware and decoration, it is more of a spotless visual sense.

Shredded pork with bamboo shoots?This is what you like to eat?Che Yan stared at the dishes on the table in a daze, and then came to a conclusion that he should be my relative.

"Let's eat." Fang Donglin filled the rice for him, picked up a few chopsticks with shredded pork, and the chopsticks were not stained with excess oil, showing good self-cultivation.

"Thank you." Che Yan gradually let go of his jerky taste, took a sip, and couldn't help but be surprised, he really likes this taste, a person who knows his taste so well, who else can there be except blood relatives.

"Are you my family?" he asked.

Fang Donglin lowered his head to drink water, as if he knew what he was going to ask, he didn't show any expression, and he didn't speak. After a while, he looked up at Che Yan, with eyes that couldn't be said, and nodded slowly.

"It's my brother?" Che Yan asked speculatively.

Fang Donglin nodded again.

"Oh..." Che Yan finally had a good meal.

This meal was just enough for him to eat. After eating, Fang Donglin cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and didn't even let Che Yan wipe the table.

Is this good for him, or is it a relationship with him? Are the two brothers so respectful to each other?Che Yan couldn't understand it at all. Could it be that he was a rough man with no morals before?

I'm embarrassed to ask more, looking at this huge living room, this suite is at least 300 square meters, are they the only two living in such a big place?Where are the parents?From this point of view, the two brothers are rich second generations?

Countless questions were flying in Che Yan's mind. He turned around and sat on the leather sofa staring at the clean coffee table. He felt uncomfortable.

After cleaning up, Fang Donglin came over and brought Che Yan white water and a small bottle of medicine. The water and pills were neatly distributed in front of him.

"It's time to take medicine."

"That..." Mr. Che Yan still wanted to know something.

"Eat and I'll tell you."

This harmless face is too unreasonable, how can there be such a handsome brother, so that he can only do what he says and put the medicine into his mouth.

Seeing that Che Yan took the medicine obediently, Fang Donglin said softly: "My name is Fang Donglin. Your parents are abroad. This is your house. For various reasons, we live together now."

The surname is Fang, that is... a cousin, no wonder he knows his taste so well, Che Yan nodded silently, then turned around and asked, "Why did I get into a car accident?"

"You don't do things carefully, and you don't look at the traffic lights when crossing the road, so..." Fang Donglin said lightly, the phone in his pocket vibrated immediately, his eyes sank, but his expression didn't change.

Nima, this kind of idiot who can get hit when crossing the road is actually him, Che Yan immediately feels ashamed.

After getting up and reading the text message, Fang Donglin went back to his room and changed his clothes, and came to Che Yan and said, "You stay at home for a while, I have something to go out."

In order to take care of his sick number, he must have delayed a lot of things, Che Yan nodded hurriedly: "All right, you go."

"Don't go out casually. When I come back, can you take care of yourself?" Fang Donglin reminded me carefully like a housekeeper, with a worried expression on his face.

With his worried look, could it be that he is going on a long trip, Che Yan asked, "How many days are you going?"

"No, I'll be back in two hours."

Then you are worried!Am I an idiot before?Che Yan covered his face speechlessly, hey, people are so kind, it's hard to say anything.

"Well, it's okay, you go."

"Call me if you have anything to do." Fang Donglin put a new mobile phone in his hand before leaving in peace.

This brother is really nice too. After he left, Che Yan looked at the phone carefully. It was the brand of Oppo. When he opened it, there were many installed games on it. Could it be that he liked to play it before?probably!

Give food and drink, and give back the mobile phone, what a family member.

The house is full of noble decorations, a curved TV as large as half the wall, and elegant style oil paintings. This is my own house...

Oh, why does it feel like a pie in the sky, although I can't remember anything, but in Che Yan's intuition, I always feel that this is the first time I have seen such a comfortable place, and there is an illusion of turning over.

Turning on the TV, Che Yan squatted on the carpet and gradually enjoyed it, it was all his.

ding dong...

The crisp doorbell rang, came back so soon?

Che Yan put down the remote control and stood up, but when she opened the door, she was a middle-aged woman in a neat cleaning uniform.

"Hello, I'm the part-time worker you've hired." She introduced herself with a smile.

It should be Fang Donglin who called it, but the house is so clean that even a microscope can't find a speck of dust, and he even asked someone to clean it. What a clean freak this person is.

"May I come inside?"

"Oh, come in!" Che Yan led her into the house.

"Wow, it's so clean!" The cleaner was amazed, thinking that the employer's requirements must be very high, so she carefully asked, "Where do I start?"

Che Yan fully understood her embarrassment, so he said casually, "Clean wherever you see dirty."

"Oh, good." The cleaner sighed in relief, answered, turned around and went to work in each room.

Che Yan ignored her and continued watching TV in the living room.

Half an hour later, the cleaner came out from which room, and asked him, "Sir, there are a lot of books in the study room. I want to clean it up. Come and see how to arrange those books."

"Oh..." Although he answered, Che Yan didn't know what to do, and he didn't know how to put those books, so he just followed to the study in a daze.

Except for the windows, the three walls of this room are full of bookshelves, and filled with all kinds of books. Visually, it feels crowded, but they are neatly arranged, except for a few piles of books on the desk in the middle, which are slightly messy.

Most of the books are very clean, the kind that can only be read frequently.

It would take a year to read every book just by looking at the catalog. Che Yan looked at the room full of books in surprise, thinking to himself that he is a doctor?Or some scientific research expert?Take any one, it is a complicated English-translated scientific research book, and you can only understand some pictures of test tube medicines and the like from the accompanying pictures.

"Sir, should this be put back in the book for you, or rearranged?" the cleaner asked while holding a few pages.

It fell out of a book. It doesn't look like A4 paper, nor is it a page. The paper is nothing special. It is stamped with a seal that I have never seen before. The whole article is in English, with a striking list of words on the first line—— marriage license.

"This one……"

Che Yan didn't understand what it was, and took the few pieces of paper from the cleaning hand, but thought that this thing should be a complete set of documents. In addition, he saw his own pinyin name in the place where he signed, but the strange thing is, Next to his name is Fang Donglin's name.

This is a suicide note... No, Fang Donglin said that his parents are still alive, so it should be some kind of partnership document. What kind of business did he and Fang Donglin cooperate with?

Hey, this amnesia is so thorough that even the previous knowledge and ability are lost.

Che Yan looked at the paper in his hand with a gloomy expression on his face. If he was a great scientist or something before he lost his memory, the loss of this amnesia would be too great, so what will he do for a living in the future.