deep invasion

Chapter 40 Dispute

Seven o'clock in the morning.The corridor was empty, and the ward was also unusually deserted.

The curtains of the ward were opened, and the morning glow of this day was unexpectedly beautiful, and the light red morning clouds spread across the sky, as if a few drops of blood had fainted on the blue-gray sky.

Han Huan was sitting by the bed reading a book. His back was still wrapped in a thick bandage, and it was extraordinarily clean without blood.

"Good morning, Huan."

The book in his hand was taken away for no reason, Han Huan looked at the man helplessly, and passively asked for a good morning kiss.

"morning."

Satisfied with his reaction, Gu Jing happily picked out a pear from the fruit basket by the bed, peeled it slowly, and asked with a smile, "Ah Huan, do you think that female doctor thinks we are pears?" A good match?"

The handcuffs were not released, and Gu Jing lifted Bai Shengsheng's pear in front of Han Huan.

Take a bite.

"Sweet?"

When Han Huan stood up, he suddenly heard Gu Jing's voice.

In fact, someone can cut one by himself, but obviously our Second Young Master Gu has no such plan.

The handcuffs have not been untied, and it would be inconvenient to hook the knife again, Han Huan gave up the idea of ​​cutting another one, turned his head, and met Gu Jing's gaze.

There was a little expectation hidden in those beautiful eyes.

Han Huan printed on the man's thin lips.

"Got it, sweet."

The taste that can be felt from between each other's lips and teeth, the breath is entangled and cannot be separated.

The sweet taste was fermenting, but it ended at the moment when the handcuffs hit the window railing and made a crisp sound.

Separated, a kiss has already tasted bitter at the end.

Han Huan was still close to the man on his profile, frowning slightly.

"Ah Huan, you know, I found some very interesting things these days," Gu Jing said every word clearly.

What did he find out?Is it a mission, or...

Han Huan was about to speak, but the door was pushed open from the outside.

A petite figure stood motionless at the door.

It was a woman they were all familiar with.

Han Huan subconsciously looked at Gu Jing who left his ear.

"Ms. Fu, good morning." Gu Jing adjusted the somewhat messy collar, and greeted Fu Ya with a smile.

Gu Jing was sitting on the side near the door, and when kissing, the subtle angle caused a blind spot in her sight. Looking at the two people from the door, there was a forced sense of déjà vu.

Before he could put on his hospital gown, the man with his upper body covered in bandages was forced to kiss him by another fully clothed man.

The weather in early November has turned cold, and the coldness poured in from outside the door, breaking the warmth of the room.

Fu Ya looked at the tall man walking towards him in disbelief, took two steps back, and fell to the ground inadvertently.

This is just too absurd.

The man she once liked stood alive in front of her after being declared dead by another person.

On Han Huan's sharp and hard face, there were bite marks on the corners of his lips.

"Miss Fu," Han Huan knelt down, his eyes were on the same level as Fu Ya's, and after hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth under the woman's astonished gaze.

"As you can see, I am not dead. Also, I am sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of Gu Jing."

Fu Ya stared blankly at the face that she had admired when she was a girl, tears streaming down her face.

The man was in handcuffs, his wrists were bleeding, and he apologized to her for the man who had forced him to do so.

"You knew it from the beginning?"

Seeing Han Huan shaking his head, Fu Ya's whole body trembled, and her voice unconsciously became sharp.

"Why? Why do you apologize for him? You are not wrong, why should you apologize? "

I don't know if there are a few more passers-by in the corridor, looking at the two people from a distance.

"Gu Jing told me that when you died, he still treated you...he treated you so well, why do you have to apologize for him?"

What did he do to him?Han Huan was stunned for a moment, then saw the handcuffs on his hands, and was about to explain helplessly, but Fu Ya grabbed his collar, leaned forward slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man standing with his chest folded a few steps away .

Gu Jing stood in a clever position, people inside the door could see it, but those outside the door couldn't.

Sensing Han Huan's gaze, a beautiful smile appeared on Gu Jing's face, the lingering blush still remained on her fair face a moment ago, at first glance, it was as beautiful as the morning clouds in the sky.

This smile diverted most of Han Huan's attention from the woman, so that he was pushed away hard before he could pull her up.

That push almost used up all the strength in the woman's body.

Han Huan didn't expect the force of that push to be so strong, he suppressed his instinctive reaction of wanting to throw the man over his shoulder, and frowned as Fu Ya staggered towards the elevator.

"Ah Huan, leave her alone," a hand behind him helped him up, Gu Jing's voice was very light, without any emotion.

silence.

Han Huan followed in big strides, his body was much stronger than normal people, and he caught up with Fu Ya in just a few steps.

"Miss Fu..."

His outstretched hand was waved away by the woman.

"You are crazy Han Huan, he has treated you like this, and you still have to speak for him."

"No, it's not his fault. He..." Han Huan was suddenly at a loss for words.

He glanced at Gu Jing from a distance, and found the rest of the answer from that indifferent smiling face.

That day Gu Jing's words are still in my ears.

[I can make everyone in the Gu family stop touching her, and she will continue to be her little reporter and live a smooth life.Are you satisfied with this, Huan? ]

The Gu family is powerful, and there are countless ways to deal with an unknown reporter. Why do you need the second son Gu to go into battle in person?

It turned out that all this turned out to be caused by him.

As soon as Han Huan's subordinates loosened their strength, Fu Ya avoided his obstruction and ran out with big strides.

"Let the people below stop her and bring her back here." Gu Jing's cold voice came from behind.

Han Huan turned his head to look at Gu Jing, with vague anger in his complicated eyes.

"Bring her back? Everything here is in your plan, right?"

"No, to be precise, it shouldn't be in my previous plan. I only found out last night that someone went to him and told her what happened here." Gu Jing hung up the phone, wanting to hang the phone on her hand The coat was put on by Han Huan, but the moment he let go, the windbreaker fell silently to the ground.

"So you brought her here? This is the dream you gave her? Gu Jing, what do you take your feelings for?"

Blaming and questioning were like a barbed whip, lashing heavily on Gu Jing's chest.

All the unwillingness and jealousy hidden under the calm surface were released at this moment.

Gu Jing looked at the man who was close at hand, smiled and dialed the phone again: "Have you stopped her? Very good, there is no need to send her up, just send her back home, and leave it to Lao Du."

Han Huan's face finally changed.

He knew who Gu Jing was talking about this old Du.Famous families often have some shady things, and these shady things are handled by special personnel.And Lao Du is the expert of the Gu family.

"Gu Jing, untie it."

Unexpectedly, Gu Jing obediently uncuffed him.

"Even if I untie it for you, it doesn't mean you can take her away, Ah Huan, you underestimate the Gu family."

For the first time, the 'Gu family' appeared between him and him.

Han Huan was taken aback, his gaze stayed on the smiling face for a few seconds, then he turned around and strode away. He walked so fast that even the afterimage of his back disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

The corridor was empty, and the bodyguards who disappeared a few minutes ago stood in a row.

The assistant came over with a new coat, looked at the expressionless face of the Gu family, Gu Jing, and asked cautiously, "Second Young Master, what do you want now?"

"Wait."

Putting on the jacket in the assistant's hand, Gu Jing glanced lightly at the windbreaker that the assistant had picked up, and the hands under the sleeves couldn't help clenching into fists.

He picked up the windbreaker and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"Let's go, I'm really curious about what's going on down there now."