Cosine has no experience in love, but he has never eaten pork, and at least he has seen pigs running. The look in Shen Mang's eyes just now was clearly not as simple as just wanting to help him remove his eyelashes.

Before participating in this show, he always thought that he could be a bystander in this romantic variety show, but now he is more and more soberly aware that he has become a player in the game.

The plot didn't develop as he expected. The heartthrob protagonist Shou, who should have been chased by everyone, was not very emotional, but he frequently courted him. The other guests were not all fascinated by Shen Mang, Kong Mingyu was even fascinated by himself...

Cosine's mind was a mess, and he just felt that everything was messed up.

At this time, there was a burst of laughter in the yard, it is estimated that the sixth guest invited by the director team arrived. Cosine threw away the thoughts that should not have been in his mind, unconsciously quickened his pace, and walked into the yard.

"This is our sixth guest, Mr. He Fengqiao He, who came back from Australia overnight."

It is rare for the director to personally introduce the guests, which shows the weight of the last guest.

Cosine went around the flower bed, walked into the yard, and saw the guest's face.

A tall man stood beside a black business car. He was tall and slender, with deep facial features, a little pale, but handsome.

The wristwatch exposed on the cuffs is of great value. At first glance, he has a good family background. It is estimated that he is the noble son of a wealthy family.

Cosine looked down, didn't know what to see, and was slightly taken aback.

The director also seemed to be aware of everyone's gaze, and he coughed awkwardly, "Well, let me explain to everyone, because Mr. He had a car accident a year ago and injured his right leg, leaving the root of the disease, so there is a problem in daily life. Inconvenient place, I hope everyone will take care of it.”

He Fengqiao held a pear tree crutch in his hand. He waited for the director to finish before smiling slightly, "My legs are fine, you don't have to take care of me."

Lan Qi is outspoken. He bit his fingernails and glanced at his right leg uneasy, "Well, Mr. He, don't you need a wheelchair when you travel?"

He Fengqiao hasn't moved much since he got out of the car, and Lan Qi was a little worried.

He Fengqiao hooked the corner of his mouth and walked two steps with a cane. Apart from a slight limp in his right leg and an unnatural walking posture, his upper body does not look any different from a normal person.

"As you can see, I have no problem walking, as long as I don't engage in strenuous activity."

When Shen Mang entered the yard, he saw a pale and handsome man surrounded by everyone, and he was slightly startled when he saw the man's face clearly.

It turned out to be the heir of the He family.

In City B, the only one who can compare with the power of the Xie family is the He family. Before his rebirth, he had almost no interaction with the people of the He family. He never thought that he would participate in the same variety show with He Fengqiao in this life.

Of course he is not stupid enough to think that He Fengqiao really came to the show to fall in love. With the financial resources and family background of the He family, let alone a lame leg, He Fengqiao is paralyzed in bed, and there is no shortage of competition. He wants to throw at him, but he leaves his company alone, so why would he come here to participate in a variety show?

What is his purpose?

"Don't stand here, let's bring Mr. He's things in first."

Kong Mingyu proposed.

Several people helped He Fengqiao carry the suitcase into the living room. As soon as the director group left, Lan Qi couldn't wait to pull Cosine aside and whispered to him.

"Mr. Yu, have you heard of the He family in City B?"

Cosine shook his head.

"Let me tell you, Wako Pharmaceutical, the largest pharmaceutical company in City B, belongs to the He family. This Mr. He Fengqiao is the only heir of Wako Pharmaceutical. A year ago, due to a car accident, Mr. He Fengqiao's father also The chairman of Heguang died on the spot, although Mr. He survived, but the root of the disease fell on his right leg. It is said that he has been depressed for a long time, and he never thought that he would come to participate in a variety show now."

"It's a pity that you don't become a gossip reporter." Cosine reached out and rubbed his hair, "Let's not talk about him behind the back of the new guest."

Lan Qi curled his lips, "Look at how well he wears, the watch costs millions. Am I worried about another one like Qin Yu?"

"You can't look like a person, not to mention that not everyone from a good family is as arrogant as Qin Yu. Isn't Teacher Shang very easy-going?"

"Yes, then let's go in and chat with the new guests."

Lan Qi dragged Cosine's arm into the living room, but to their surprise, He Fengqiao never came out after entering his bedroom. He stayed in the room the whole time, and didn't even greet each guest individually.

"It seems that Mr. He doesn't like socializing with people very much."

Shang Zhou also lived on the first floor. He passed by He Fengqiao's room and sighed with a smile that was not a smile.

To be honest, he had some expectations for the sixth guest. But when he saw the crutch He Fengqiao was holding in his hand, he lost the slightest interest.

Seeing He Fengqiao's closed door, Lan Qi didn't give up easily. He took out the cut honeydew melon from the refrigerator and handed it to Cosine.

"Mr. Yu, why don't you give this plate of cantaloupe to Mr. He as a gift for our guests."

"Why did I send it?" Cosine was puzzled.

"You are the only university teacher here, and Mr. He will definitely respect you very much."

Although what Lan Qi said also made sense, Cosine always felt that something was strange. There were so many people just now that they didn't have time to say hello to He Fengqiao alone. After thinking about it, he took the pot of cantaloupe and walked to the door of He Fengqiao's room.

Dong Dong Dong, he tentatively knocked on the door three times.

After a while, the door was opened. He Fengqiao did not hold a cane in his hand, and stood behind the door with a tired look on his handsome face.

"What's up?"

"Mr. He, this is the cantaloupe we cut in the afternoon. It was airlifted from Xinjiang. It's very sweet. Would you like to try it?"