The redemption target wants me to attack him [Quick Travel]

Chapter 5 Disabled False Young Master

The change happened suddenly.
Yu Xuxu's left hand covered his trembling right hand, and a sharp pain came from the scene, so that his expression was distorted in pain for a moment.
"Excited." Lu Yun was stunned for a second, then looked at Qi Hanchuan and said angrily, "What are you doing!"
"You should ask him what he's going to do." Qi Hanchuan's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Yu Xuxu, who looked like he wanted to cry, and his expression was calm: "If you want to act and go back to your Yu family, we don't have time to watch your clumsy performance."
Yu Xuxu's movement of pushing the wheelchair was close to him and could see clearly. I am afraid that I know that Yu Qiongzhi has high self-esteem and deliberately wants to see people ugly.
Yu Xuxu quickly shook his head: "I didn't, I didn't mean to..."
Lu Yungang wanted to speak, but Qi Hanchuan said again: "Do you need me to adjust the surveillance to throw the video in your face?" Since
he was recognized back a few years ago, Yu Xuxu had never been said so, and he immediately couldn't maintain his pitiful expression.
Lu Yun heard something wrong, and asked suspiciously: "Xuxu?"
Yu Xuxu's eyes tearfully held his right hand: "It's my fault, it's that I was just too anxious to be afraid that my brother would leave, and I didn't pull the wheelchair..."
Qi Hanchuan had not felt this inferior green tea for a long time, and after taking a second look, he immediately felt that the corners of his clothes were pulled.
He lowered his head, Yu Qiongzhi looked up at a noble hibiscus face, did not look at the two people over there, winked at him, and his usual calm eyes showed a bit of cunning: "He has to act for a long time every time like this, there is no need to waste time on him, let's go first."
Yu Xuxu's expression instantly froze.
A faint smile appeared in Qi Hanchuan's eyes, and he pushed Yu Qiongzhi to the parking lot in stride, leaving the two behind.
With a clear voice drifting in the wind, with a strong smile, Yu Qiongzhi said: "You performed very well just now, give you a salary increase."
Qi Hanchuan smiled: "Does Mr. Yu know how much my salary is this month?"
"That's all you deserve." Yu Qiongzhi didn't care about this at all, he had long wanted to scare that inferior green tea.
Out of the sight of the two, Qi Hanchuan's pace slowed down.
He Chang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw them and got out of the car to help put the wheelchair into the trunk.
Qi Hanchuan carried Yu Qiongzhi into the back seat and fastened his seat belt with his hand.
Yu Qiongzhi changed her eyebrows and smiled just now, quietly lowered her eyes, and after sitting in the car, her face was faintly pale.
When Qi Hanchuan was about to go to the front passenger seat, the corner of his clothes was pulled again.
"Sit back." Yu Qiongzhi said softly.
The moment the car started, the young man sat in the car, half of his pale face fell into shadow, and even his lips lost their blood color.
Within a few seconds, Yu Qiongzhi lowered her head, completely shrouded in a dark shadow.
Qi Hanchuan felt the people beside him tremble slightly.
He looked sideways at Yu Qiongzhi, who was silent, and saw that a fine cold sweat oozed from the latter's forehead, and he inadvertently wrinkled his eyebrows.
He Chang also seemed to feel something, glanced at the rearview mirror, and asked worriedly: "Mr. Yu, are you okay?"
Yu Qiongzhi replied vaguely, and it was easy to tell that something was wrong with him from the light trembling voice.
Qi Hanchuan approached Yu Qiongzhi and gently touched the young man's hand that was clenched into a fist on the leather seat, and the tentacles were cold and surprisingly cold.
He patted it gently, reached out and stroked the back of the young man's head, and said softly: "It's okay." The
low and steady voice seemed to carry an invisible power that could calm people's hearts, and the big palm that was silently soothing at the back of his head was warm and comfortable, Yu Qiongzhi tilted his head to look at Qi Hanchuan next to him, and his slender eyelashes were faintly wet in the shadows.
Yu Qiongzhi answered in a low voice.
Qi Hanchuan didn't say any more, quietly caressed, patiently waiting for Yu Qiongzhi to calm down.
There was silence in the carriage.
A moment later, Yu Qiongzhi eased over, looked at the person who was close at hand and shoulder to shoulder with him, rarely felt a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly: "I'm fine." The
warm palm didn't stay much for a second, and a faint loss surged in Yu Qiongzhi's heart, and he couldn't help but glance at Qi Hanchuan.
But I saw the man sitting back in place, looking calm, looking at the road conditions, folding his hands on his slender and straight long legs, the side face lines were neat and smooth, and the long eyelashes moved slightly, casting a perfect silhouette.
He seems to have been so calm and indifferent all the time, as if nothing can touch him.
Yu Qiongzhi's fingers moved, and for a moment she wanted to break this look, see the calm appearance break, and gush out monstrous waves.
He Chang in the driver's seat glanced at the rearview mirror again, quietly relieved, and showed a satisfied smile. This caregiver pleases the right.
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Yu Qiongzhi moved out of Yu's house a few years ago, so they returned to Yu Qiongzhi's own flat-floor home in the city center.
When he arrived at the place, He Chang helped move things into the door, and it wasn't long before he was sent out by Yu Qiongzhi again.
He is physically inconvenient, and he can only let the people around him run for ordinary things.
Qi Hanchuan simply familiarized himself with this home, carried Yu Qiongzhi back to the room, put the bell on the bedside table, and instructed: "If you have something, ring the bell." After
leaving the hospital, they did not live together, his room was next door, afraid that something would happen at night, so he specially prepared this bell.
Yu Qiongzhi nodded, hesitated for a moment, looked at Qi Hanchuan and said, "Thank you just now."
Qi Hanchuan glanced at him, did not ask whether this thank you meant that he was almost pushed down in the car, and bowed his head indifferently: "Rest well."
"It is true to have a good rest." Yu Qiongzhi curled her lips and smiled, her eyes flashing with starlight: "Take a day off today, and we will start to get busy after tomorrow."
"Hmm."
"Don't you ask me what I'm busy with?"
Qi Hanchuan actually knew in his heart that Yu Qiongzhi was almost equivalent to tearing his face with the Yu family, he should have found evidence, and the next thing was nothing more than revenge.
Although he knew it in his heart, but on the face he was just a caregiver who knew nothing, Qi Hanchuan was as good as the flow, and asked: "What are you busy with?"
"You'll know in two days." A coldness flashed under Yu Qiongzhi's eyes, but the corners of his lips hooked a smile, while waiting for Qi Hanchuan's reaction.
Qi Hanchuan pretended not to know and nodded gently.
"People used to say that I was like a stone without feelings, but I think you are more like you." Yu Qiongzhi looked at him a little unwillingly, blinked, and suddenly said, "You smile."
Qi Hanchuan quietly looked at Yu Qiongzhi who showed expectation, he really couldn't link the young man in front of him with the cold stone, obviously at most he was a mature little fox.
Yu Qiongzhi took his silence as a refusal, a little disappointed, didn't he say that he would laugh last time.
He didn't force it, and when he was about to lie back on the bed, he was caught off guard by the shallow smile on the man's lips, and his movements stopped unconsciously.
Unlike the last time it flashed away, Qi Hanchuan's eyes also had a little smile, mixed with a little helplessness, but those inky eyes that were not happy always had ripples, circle after circle, as if the lake that had never been a wave of ancient wells suddenly glowed with light one day.
The heart in his chest skipped uncontrollably, so that after the smile dissipated, Yu Qiongzhi's throat rolled, and the ghost said again: "Laugh again."
Qi Hanchuan looked at him calmly and covered the quilt without mercy: "Mr. Yu, rest well." The
soft quilt rushed to his face, pulling back Yu Qiongzhi's sanity, remembering his appearance just now, and his face hidden under the quilt turned red.
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Thank you for the thunder of the little angel "Spring Mountain at the End of Pingwu"! Oh! Bi Xin