you are my chip

Chapter 15

Before this.

Apart from Ruan Wenyan, the four members of the Ruan family were tasting the pot of soup with He Meimei.

Fang Rong scooped up a small spoonful and blew on it, making sure the temperature was right, and then sent it to Ruan Wentang's mouth.

Ruan Wentang enjoyed Fang Rong's behavior very much, and the man's sense of self-esteem was greatly satisfied: "I haven't had such fresh soup for a long time."

"As long as the master likes it." Fang Rong covered her mouth and smiled. She prepared this soup for a long time with the ingredients she bought, just to get this compliment.

Ruan Wenle pretended not to see anything, and silently drank the bowl of soup in his hand, but Ruan Wenyu's voice suddenly broke the sweet scene, completely ignoring the expressions of everyone on the table, and asked in a daze: "Didn't you say yes?" Together, why didn't Brother Wen Yan come?"

Fang Rong turned her head and glared at Ruan Wenyu. Now that she heard Ruan Wenyan's name, she couldn't control her expression.

Ruan Wenyu flinched in fright and didn't dare to speak again.

"Well... indeed, Ruan Wenyan is busy these days, so I haven't been able to taste this soup," Ruan Wentang pretended to answer Ruan Wenyu's question, "Rong'er, you can send a copy later, so that you don't have to eat it." Say I don't care about my son." After that, he patted Fang Rong's soft waist.

Fang Rong raised her eyebrows, agreed readily, and immediately got up to arrange for servants, and secretly took away something that she had bought not long ago.

Grass powder.

She hated Ruan Wenyan to death.

But Ruan Wenyan couldn't die.

He has to live.

Fang Rong twisted part of it with her fingers, and sent the powder into the bowl while instructing the servants outside.

"Come on, the master wants you to give this bowl of soup to the young master." Fang Rong handed the tray to a woman and said, "Don't spill it, remember to ask the young master later how the soup tastes. "

"Yes." The woman bowed her head, picked up the tray, and left Fang Rong's room without looking sideways.

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"Are you still alive?" Shen Liyou counted the time, Ruan Wenyan should have slowed down by this time, so he started banging on the door again.

Squeak.

Ruan Wenyan's face was extremely pale, but other than that, he couldn't see it at all, and couldn't even imagine that this person was in pain just now, and his whole body was well-dressed, as if he had been tidied up specially.

"Don't worry, I won't die yet." Ruan Wenyan smiled.

"Since he's not dead," Shen Liyou dragged Ruan Wenyan and rushed into the yard, causing Ruan Wenyan to almost fall, before pushing him against the table, "You just drink it obediently."

"Are you really not afraid of creating a psychological shadow for me?" Ruan Wenyan looked at the bowl of...purple medicinal soup in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"You made it yourself, drink!" Shen Liyou was hardened for a rare time, so naturally he had to seize the opportunity to scold him a few more times.

Ruan Wenyan swallowed, the expression on his face seemed to be heroic, knowing that he couldn't struggle, he simply closed his eyes and gulped it down.

Fortunately, at least the taste of drinking it is not as strange as it smells.

Ruan Wenyan smacked twice, feeling that he had barely accepted the taste, and then said, "I thought you'd been knocking on doors for the past few hours."

"Yo, do you know how many hours have passed?" Shen Liyou rolled her eyes, "I only went to knock on the door when I was sick. Of course, I will take this opportunity to make a few more bitter herbs and drink you to death."

"I'm so touched," Ruan Wenyan shook his head and clapped his hands twice, "In the future, if no one wants you, come to me, and I will always reserve a male concubine for you."

"..."

"Well, it's not impossible for a man and wife."

"I'll fuck you/mother!" Shen Liyou wished he could roll up his sleeves and fight Ruan Wenyan.

Early the next morning, Ruan Wenyan walked out of the room refreshed, and he almost had the words radiant and energetic written on his face.

He doesn't have to do anything today, he can go to the tea house and listen to some music quietly to relax.

On such a day when everything is going well, even the chirping of birds outside the teahouse is particularly pleasant.

In fact, Ruan Wenyan doesn't have the ability to appreciate this at all, and sometimes he can't even understand what the actor's melodious voice is singing, but this doesn't affect him sitting on the second floor of the teahouse like an old man. , crossed his legs and clapped his hands.

In short, what I listen to is a joy, there is no need to be serious.

Ruan Wenyan found a good excuse for himself.

This is how life goes by day by day. Ruan Wenyan actually thought about it a lot yesterday, and in the end he still felt that going with the flow was the best state at the moment.After all, the people who wanted to kill him all lived under the same roof, and he couldn't even be sure how long he would live.

It seems that even if you die in the next second, there is nothing to regret.

Ruan Wenyan casually ordered a pan-fried bun, and when he gnawed on it, he felt that something was missing.

Wooden chopsticks, fried buns, bowls, people eating fried buns...

It seemed that nothing was missing, but Ruan Wenyan understood what was missing in an instant.

He thought he might be mentally ill.

Ruan Wenyan sighed, and walked slowly, even a little involuntarily thinking how long it had been since he had seen Ning Qinghe, as if thinking a little...

Gee.

"Hello!" A voice suddenly came from behind Ruan Wenyan, and he felt himself being pulled so hard that he almost hit the wall next to him.

Which neuropathy?Ruan Wenyan was a little annoyed, and the expression on his face was a little cold, looking at the person in front of him.

Looking at it this way, I was really shocked.

The person in front of him was one or two centimeters shorter than him. He was looking at him. He put his left hand to his lips and made a "shh" gesture. Whether the bloodstains were there or rubbed on by hands, it looked very tragic but couldn't hide the magnificence when the eyes rolled, and even Ruan Wenyan was stunned for a few seconds at the unmodified and delicate face.

Only then did Ruan Wenyan hear the sound of chaotic footsteps not far away.

"Master Ruan, I'm sorry." The man smiled apologetically, and then suddenly hooked Ruan Wenyan's neck, "I can't be caught by those people."

The fried bun in Ruan Wenyan's hand had already fallen to the ground in various pieces. He avoided the other party's sight and stared straight at the ground, thinking very regretfully——I just took a bite, what if the next It's a pity that he died in seconds.

Although Ruan Wenyan looked like a thinner person, he actually blocked the person in front of him with his head down, making him cluck his tongue—this person It is too thin.

"You know me?" Ruan Wenyan finally had a chance to look this person up and down as he heard the footsteps drifting away, confirming that he had never seen this person before.

"How can someone who can be a rich man not know him?" The man smiled, looking very harmless to humans and animals, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Hua An."

Nice meeting?

He didn't think so at all.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Ruan Wenyan said coldly.

"I'm so sorry, I'll pay you another share of fried buns." Hua An scratched his head, then looked at his wounds helplessly, "But before that, can you send me off first?" Go and treat the wound, it hurts."

Ruan Wenyan glanced at it, and found that the injury was indeed serious, and the light-colored clothes were already bleeding.

But he is not a good person who wants to save others when he sees them in trouble.

"Why?" Ruan Wenyan thought that he was dragged by this man just now, almost hit the wall and almost twisted his neck, so it was difficult to put on a good face, "I don't need a fried bag."

"Well...then there's no other way." Hua An sighed, his eyes suddenly became sharper, and he clasped Ruan Wenyan's wrist with his backhand, then took out something from behind and put it on Ruan Wenyan's waist before speaking Said, "Do you know what this is?"

gun.

Although Ruan Wenyan had never been shot at before, he still recognized it with subconscious intuition.

My own bad luck is simply life-threatening.

Ruan Wenyan didn't feel any fear, but felt that he was going to die of anger.

"Let go," Ruan Wenyan said through gritted teeth, "I'll take you to my personal doctor."

Hua An let go of his hand, and returned to the harmless appearance of humans and animals, as if he was expressing "it would have been better if it hadn't been like this" with actions.

The blood color on Hua An's clothes was so ostentatious, Ruan Wenyan could only take off his coat and let him put it on, and then the two of them took a taxi back to the door of Ruan's house.

"Actually, I've wanted to know you for a long time." Hua An said with a smile, no one who saw it would think that this person threatened others with a gun before.

"Huh?" Ruan Wenyan spat out a sound symbolically.

"Among the people I keep in touch with, there is one who always mentions you." Hua An kept smiling, and couldn't help but look at Ruan Wenyan more.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, Ruan Wenyan did not feel a trace of malice from this person, and now the feeling of kindness was even stronger, which made his face soften a little.

"Who?" Ruan Wenyan was a little curious, always mentioning himself?He didn't think he had such a good relationship with anyone.

"Sorry, I can't tell you." Hua An showed an apologetic expression again.

Ruan Wenyan gave Hua An a meaningful look before leading him to a guest room in the courtyard.

This was the first time for Xiao Liu to see Ruan Wenyan leading someone home, and he looked this way in surprise.

"Call me Shen Liyou." Ruan Wenyan waved his hand, and Xiao Liu ran out.

"It's the first time I've seen you who are so trustworthy. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have to use such strong tactics. It made you look bad." Hua Yu laughed, as if he was really very happy. Pity the way this relationship looks.

"It's okay," Ruan Wenyan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Just leave as soon as you finish treating the wound."

Hua An: "..." It's really as ruthless as I know.

"Can you fucking stop for a while and give me a quiet day?!" Shen Liyou is a typical type of "before people arrive, the sound comes first", playing all the way from the gate of the yard like a loudspeaker It wasn't until Ruan Wenyan stood in front of him that something was wrong.

Ruan Wenyan looked at Shen Liyou who was walking over with murderous eyes, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Wrong, wrong," Shen Liyou smiled awkwardly, and shifted his gaze to Hua An, "Is it treating this brother's wound? It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Shen Liyou."

"Well, Hua An." Hua An generously extended his hand and shook Shen Liyou.

Shen Liyou couldn't help muttering in her heart: "Hua An? Did I meet you somewhere before?"

Hua An was taken aback for a moment, apparently not expecting Shen Liyou to say such a thing, so she cast a wink and shook her head and said with a smile: "If Dr. Shen takes a fancy to me, you can just tell me, you don't need to start a conversation like this."

"How can it be?" Shen Liyou didn't know how long it had been since he was called "Doctor Shen", and his affection for Hua An soared straight up to the sky, even with a smile on his face, " Look at your face, if I saw it, how could I forget it, I must have remembered it wrong."

Hua Yu also smiled.

Only Ruan Wenyan stood beside him expressionlessly, without saying a word, thinking about what Shen Liyou said before.

To say that among the things Ruan Wenyan believes in most, one is Shen Liyou's memory, because Shen Liyou is a relatively rare person who can achieve a photographic memory.If he said he had seen it, he must have seen it, and it was absolutely impossible to remember it wrong.

But Shen Liyou's whereabouts are basically fixed. The most frequent place to go is to have a cup of tea and chat with his senior brother's private clinic. Occasionally, he will help see one or two patients when he is too busy. .

However, Hua An's status and temperament, even if he said something that was not marginal, could not hide the self-confidence of a superior person in his gestures. This kind of person has nothing to do with private clinics. How could such a person not have his own personal doctor?

Moreover, in the upper circles in the capital, there is no family with the surname Hua.

Ruan Wenyan met Hua An's gaze thoughtfully, and smiled.

The author has something to say:

Ruan Wenyan: ...No one loves me...

Shen: Am I not human?

Erye:? ? ?