Chapter 199 In the dark
The Great Escape was not so bad, but it was quite embarrassing along the way. The news that Jiang Yunhui broke into the technology circle broke the Internet before he even entered.
[Is this guy going to focus on raising his son? 】
[In the future, you will hang out with your wife and children and enjoy a delicious meal? 】
[Want to enter the technology sector? He is an art student...】
[At most, a robot figure in his image will be produced]
[Brother Hui never does meaningless things, please pay more attention to the robot competition during this time]
[It’s about giving a platform to my son and sending Jiang Ranran off to make his debut. 】
No wonder everyone is making various speculations and interpretations. It is really hard to accept his actions of disappearing. The most stable persona he has established is that of Desperate Saburo. Now he manually dismantles the persona, and everyone will be surprised if they don't think too much.
"One row, stand still!"
Jiang Yunhui's true colors were revealed as soon as he closed the door. His time for "settling accounts" has just begun!
"I'm not at home, I can't get through on the phone, I don't know how to leave a message and say, come on, you guys talk to each other one by one, what is going on?!"
He sat firmly on the sofa like a master, and the three of them stood in a row waiting to be interrogated. The three of them exchanged looks with each other, not to mention fear, not even the slightest apology. Being able to hold back your laughter is the greatest compliment to him.
"My phone was broken, why didn't you replace it in time?" He was the first to focus on Xiang Nuan.
"Just to not answer the phone." Xiang Nuan said, and gave Jiang Ranran a thumbs up. This is all your credit, saving you a lot of trouble about the art exhibition.
"You broke your mother's cell phone and you didn't report it to your father in time? And your phone calls either can't be heard or no one answers them. You're really not afraid that I'll be anxious, are you?"
He stared at his son fiercely, not realizing how smoothly the word "mom" came out. Xiang Nuan's eyes widened, as if he had been caught doing something wrong. But Jiang Ranran didn't realize it, so she answered the call more naturally: "Mom's phone flashed and exploded on its own. You don't know, there were so many phone calls that day that it flashed and exploded."
Jiang Ranran's exaggerated expressions and exaggerated gestures seemed to be describing a shocking explosion incident. Xiang Nuan was completely speechless. Are the father and son really careless, or are they deliberately playing a double act? ! She looked back at Uncle Huo, as if to confirm that she was not the only sober person in the room.
Uncle Huo pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes full of relief.
Yes, he understands. But Xiang Nuan is even more messy. Is this pace a little faster? !
"You are still laughing, they are making trouble, and you are following them?" Jiang Yunhui pointed his finger at Uncle Huo again.
"My house has been blocked by people for the past two days, and my wife said she would take me to see Ranran's favorite robot competition."
Uncle Huo said it calmly, but Jiang Yunhui choked up. There were bombarding calls and blocking the door. God knows what happened in the past two days. His arrogance was extinguished instantly, and the look in their eyes turned into one of self-blame and distress.
Hey, stop it! Don’t be possessed by the affectionate movie king anymore!
Xiang Nuan subconsciously took two steps back. She was "scared" twice in this moment.
"I'm going to change clothes first, I'm so tired."
"I'm going to modify my robot, or I'll be killed instantly!"
"I'm going to prepare something to eat."
The three of them dispersed in three directions just like they had rehearsed. They didn't buy into Jiang Yunhui's "deep love and misty rain" at all.
Hey, am I the outsider who co-wrote it? !
With a wave of his hand, he firmly grabbed Xiang Nuan, the leader of the three-person gang, and pulled her hard, holding her tightly in his arms.
Uncle Huo and Jiang Ranran looked at each other and obviously had no intention of saving her. Instead, they ran faster with the wind on their feet and disappeared in a flash.
Well, a mouse couldn't hide and seek at this speed. Xiang Nuan was even amused.
"You're still laughing?!" Jiang Yunhui was obviously holding back his laughter, but he still pretended to be angry and held her tighter.
“It hurts, it hurts~~~”
"Do you know it hurts now? Do you know that I feel sorry for you?"
As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned. It's so numb, and it's so numb at such a close distance, it's really unbearable. Jiang Yunhui was so startled that he let go of his hand in panic. "In the past two days..." He cleared his throat and suddenly changed the topic: "Let's see if we can get used to the new phone."
"Thank you."
The atmosphere suddenly became lively again, making people even more uncomfortable.
"Well...I went upstairs."
"Why don't you ask me where I have been these two days?"
“Didn’t you go to France?”
"Then you don't ask me what I'm going to do?"
"Meet Lucas."
Jiang Yunhui's mind was buzzing. Uncle Huo, a big speaker, really didn't leave him any chance! How can we continue talking today? He was so worried about her and rushed back so anxiously, but she was so calm and even indifferent.
He lowered his face and pouted, looking like a resentful lady in the palace who was not favored. Xiang Nuan felt his heart tingle and grinned as he looked at it.
The picture is so beautiful that it irritates the eyes. If you don’t run away, what are you waiting for? !
Jiang Yunhui thought there would be a considerate hug, even comfort, but unexpectedly, she ran away ruthlessly. He walked up the stairs three steps at a time, for fear of staying for a second longer.
He sat down on the steps, cracking in place.
"Would you like a cup of coffee?" Uncle Huo came over with a cup of coffee.
Jiang Yunhui took a long breath before taking it.
"Are many people looking for trouble these days?" He regained his composure and his tone became much calmer.
Uncle Huo didn't answer, just looked at him quietly.
"Yes, it's too sudden. Everyone needs time to adapt. It won't be long before a new idol replaces me, and everyone will accept my new identity."
He seemed to be talking to himself and comforting himself. But Uncle Huo just listened quietly and still didn't answer. After he took a few sips of coffee, Uncle Huo took out his phone and clicked on a few pages to show him.
It didn't matter if he didn't look, Jiang Yunhui's emotions that had just calmed down suddenly reignited. As the screen turned page after page, his face turned from red to white and then to blue.
"My wife has not only had to endure the abuse and attacks from fans in the past two days, but also faced the situation in her company. Li Mingzhi came to see her and talked for a long time."
Jiang Yunhui was so nervous that he couldn't breathe. He expected that the consequences of the incident would be serious, but he didn't expect that all the storms would come towards her.
It was obvious that he was going to stand in the way, so why was she the one who had to bear everything? !
"What did they say?"
"I don't know, my wife didn't say a word. But I just want her to persuade you to support you. After all, you are the company's biggest cash cow."
Li Mingzhi, this bastard! Jiang Yunhui squeezed the cup tightly, his finger joints were stretched and turned pale. It's a pity that he doesn't have any magic skills like Iron Sand Palm, otherwise it will definitely break into pieces on the spot.
"She is an amazing person." Uncle Huo slowly took the cup: "If someone else were not depressed, they would be autistic, but she took Ranran to participate in the event and was not affected at all."
Jiang Yunhui couldn't help but look up upstairs. A shallow light spilled from Xiang Nuan's room, softening the entire space.
"Where did she come from?"
"What?"
Uncle Huo was stunned by Jiang Yunhui's unreasonable question, but it only took a moment before he smiled knowingly: "Maybe my wife really cares for you secretly."
Mrs.......
Is it really you? Wanqing?