A few people were sparsely sitting in the spacious and bright hospital corridor. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, and the air was filled with the unique lazy atmosphere of the afternoon.

"Bang!!" A loud noise caught everyone off guard and cut through the originally quiet and peaceful atmosphere like a sharp sword. The family members of the patients sitting on the bench looked towards the source of the sound dissatisfied, all resentment and

However, when he saw the young man in black walking out of the ward around the corner, his dissatisfaction turned into a little smoke, gradually dissipated, and finally fell silent.

"Mom, that brother is so scary..." It wasn't just the little boy who was not afraid of death who let out a sigh. His childish voice seemed particularly ethereal in the quiet and empty corridor, but it didn't last long.

Within seconds, he was covered by the mother beside him. Everyone could not help but hold their breath and watched the young man in black disappearing at the end of the corridor. After a long time, they breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere seemed to relax in an instant, and even the sunshine followed.

Much brighter.

From the moment he walked out of the ward to the VIP lounge, Helan Lingyu's expression never changed, but his whole body was surrounded by an invisible cold air. He kicked open the expensive carved wooden door of the lounge and was sitting at the table drinking.

An Lingkui, who was drinking tea, was successfully shaken. With the sound of a porcelain cup breaking, a large area of ​​the milky white marble floor suddenly became wet.

Fortunately, An Lingkui reacted quickly. He quickly recovered from the shock and still did not forget to make a few jokes. "I said, Yu... what's wrong with your face? Did you get kicked out by Xiao Yanyan too?"

He was in a very unhappy mood, and Helan Lingyu had become accustomed to ignoring An Lingkui's teasing. He sat on a single sofa and propped his forehead with his hands, showing a "do not disturb" attitude.

Naturally, a certain person would not listen to him. In just a few seconds, An Lingkui brought the new tea and sat down opposite Helan Lingyu who continued to play deeply.

Xing's eyes darkened for a moment, and then a hint of cunning flashed through him: "Yu, so it turns out that you also get angry sometimes?"

That's right, Helan Lingyu, who has always been cold and calm, no matter how angry he is inside, he will never express it in any real way. He is indifferent and distant to everyone, rarely smiles, and it is impossible to show anger on his face. And this

once……

Helan Lingyu quickly stood up from the sofa and grabbed the collar of An Lingkui, who was still wearing a narrow smile. For a moment, he felt a surge of blood, and there seemed to be an unexplained fire in his heart that was getting stronger.

Yuwang: "Shut up! I'm not angry!"

"No?" There was no fear, no surprise, An Lingkui was still smiling. Helan Lingyu, who realized that he had lost his composure, immediately let go of his hand, fell back with some dejection, and for a while he began to feel a little overwhelmed.

.

Are you kidding? How could he be angry? He is not angry. He will not be angry over that damn stupid woman who has no merit at all! But why is he angry when he sees her unable to dodge him? Why, Na

How could he not like the young lady of the Lan family? Why couldn't he suppress the rising flame in his heart?!

Helan Lingyu, where is your calmness? Where is your indifference? Where have you gone? Where have you gone?

"Yu, you don't...even want to be jealous of a woman, do you?" The sudden hot breath in his ears startled him, and he turned around, An Lingkui's smiling face almost pressed against his.

Jealous of women? His pupils dilated for a moment, and an inexplicable strange feeling suddenly passed through his heart, and the next second it turned into blazing anger.

"Bang"!!! After a muffled sound, Helan Lingyu's black figure quickly flashed into the tea room nearby, leaving only one hand to cover the swollen left face, but the smile in his eyes remained undiminished.

An Lingkui.

The room was quiet except for Kong Tongyi, who was sitting silently in the corner. His slender fingers were tapping the laptop on the table all the time. A small "crackling" sound was accompanied by his slightly disordered breathing.
Chapter completed!