Zhuo Shu: "?"

Ying Tongchen: "???"

"It's amazing, you are still amazing, Sister Niu!"

"It turns out that these are the two brothers who fought that day."

"In the end, we are all a family. It would be better if we can reconcile. Children, be a good person in the future."

Everyone was talking, but no one had a strange look.

Ying Tongchen looked down at Zhuo Shu's big hand, opened his palm, passed through his fingers, and intertwined his fingers.

Zhuo Shu was stunned for a moment, looked at him in surprise and joy, and couldn't help but turned his head and kissed his forehead.

The aunt was very happy: "Look! What kind of two brothers! In the future, please feel free to come to me if you have a patient in a dispute between a wealthy family!"

"It's amazing, you are still amazing, Sister Niu."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

The author has something to say: What kind of experience is it to express success?

Zhuo Jiaojiao: want to go home and sleep (*^▽^*)

Ying Tongchen: want to go home and fight Jiaojiao →_→

Chapter 52

The story of the two dutiful sons in the ward reconciling as before has already spread vividly through Sister Niu's mouth.

Everyone in the ward on this floor knows that the two brothers are now like glue, and they have used it to teach their children—

"Look at how harmonious they are, who fights like you all day?"

"Look, they went out to dinner together again."

"Tsk, what's wrong with a big man holding hands, your father and I don't hang out with your Uncle Wang all day long, that's what brothers are called! Don't talk about holding hands, what's the big deal between brothers and sleep naked together? Young and ignorant."

......

A week later, the old man can be discharged from the hospital after removing the stitches. It happened to be the weekend. Ying Tongchen was busy with all the procedures and then took the old man home.

"Where's Zhuo Shu's filial son?" The old man laughed and got into the car, "I'm around me every day, and my brain hurts because of the quarrel, how come I can't see anyone?"

"He went to the company, and he has accumulated a lot of official business these days."

The old man leaned on the back of the chair and said with a smile: "Thanks to you, I have heard a lot of stories in the past few days."

Ying Tongchen smiled helplessly: "What versions are there?"

"One is a wealthy family fighting for inheritance, the other is a real son and an adopted son, and the other is even more outrageous, saying that I am your big brother, and I will be both a big brother and a father for you. Now the big brother is in trouble. recuperate."

Ying Tongchen laughed out loud: "The days in hospital are too boring, so naturally there is a lot of gossip."

"I'm not bored." The old man chuckled, "I'm about to be annoyed by Zhuo Shu. When you're not around, pester me to tell you about your past, and even ask for photos."

Ying Tongchen hooked the corner of his mouth: "I don't have any photos, I don't have any."

"But I have." The old man smiled proudly.

"What, what?!" Ying Tongchen looked at him suddenly, then turned back to look at the road ahead, "What picture do you have of me?"

"Do you remember when you just transferred schools, the class I took happened to have an English drama performance by Snow White?"

Ying Tongchen's mouth twitched: "No, remember, yes."

"I couldn't find anyone at that time, so I was looking for someone in your class to make up the number." The old man smiled, "You just happened to be the vicious eldest sister."

"..."

"Who made you look good." The old man sighed, "It's a pity, you stole all the limelight from Snow White, and the indifferent face is so vivid, especially when the Lolita skirt is on you.. ..."

"If you say more, don't blame me for disregarding the relationship between teachers and students." Ying Tongchen gritted his teeth.

After a long while, Ying Tongchen suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road, turned his head to look at him suddenly, and said with hindsight, "You don't have a photo of me at that time, do you?!"

"That's right." The old man nodded, "How successful that performance was, of course I had to take pictures, or high-definition pictures taken with a camera."

"..." Ying Tongchen said in disbelief, "You wouldn't give him the photo, would you?"

"How could I give it to him so easily? It's your exclusive private photo anyway," the old man said.

Ying Tongchen's heart was relieved, and as soon as he started the car, he heard the old man say, "So Zhuo Shu bought it from me at a high price."

Ying Tongchen: "!"

As soon as Zhuo Shu picked up the phone, he was interrupted by Mi Shu: "Mr. Zhuo, you have looked at your phone countless times and tried to scare me with weird laughter, but it's all useless. signed."

Zhuo Shu grabbed his cell phone back, like he was hiding some treasure, covered it up, and then looked at the file.

At this time, the phone rang, and he grinned, then coughed, restrained his excessive smile, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ying Tongchen listened to his tone as usual, for a while he wondered if he had looked at the photos, and asked from the side, "What are you doing?"

"I'm dealing with official business." Zhuo Shu said.

Ying Tongchen was full of doubts, and said humbly, "Can I ask you for a pair of eyes that haven't seen the photo?"

Zhuo Shu said with a muffled laugh, "It's too late."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Half a minute later, Ying Tongchen said without love, "Let's break up."

"No way." Zhuo Shu said, "Come to the hotel at night, I have something to tell you."

"What's up?"

"You'll know when you come."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Shu couldn't help but glance at the photo.

The person in the photo is standing on the stage, wearing a delicate skirt, a wig, and a small white folding fan in his hand.

Bang, heart sniping.

As soon as Mi Shu looked up, she saw the boss clutching his chest and hitting his head against the table, startled: "Boss, what's wrong with you? Don't do this, make a will first!"

Zhuo Shu raised his head and glanced at her sharply: "What I want you to prepare, are you ready?"