The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]

Chapter 208 Profitable

At that moment, Huo Yanxi logically thought that he should not be able to see Wen Yao's face clearly, but his mind replayed the scene in an infinitely slow speed.

　　The sharp wind blew the man's hair. His expression was different from his usual teasing look. His profile was sharp and resolute. My memory even details the corners of his lips that were stretched straight. The look in his eyes made people feel at ease and nervous at the same time.

　　Huo Yanxi remembered that one second before Wen Yao accelerated, Huo Yanxi heard him say, "Brother Huo, don't be afraid. I have a way."

　　So convincing in the sound of the wind in the middle of the night.

　　Then he moved forward instead of retreating and stepped on the accelerator.

　　The wind was too strong and he didn't react at that time. By the time he reacted, everything had already happened.

　　Dust flew up, and the airbag popped out. The assistant in the front seat woke up first, holding his dizzy head, "Uncle Yang... Mr. Huo..."

　　Huo Yanxi shook his head and put the heel of his palm against his forehead. He came back to his senses and confirmed that the driver had just fainted. He called the emergency number and handled everything in an orderly and calm manner, so much so that even he thought he had regained his composure.

　　The car door opened, and a pair of legs in suit pants stretched out from inside and stepped on the ground. Huo Yanxi staggered two steps and walked to the red sports car opposite in black leather shoes.

　　The man's blond hair was disheveled on his forehead, his scarlet blood was glaring on his cold white skin, and he had his eyes closed, looking silent.

　　Huo Yanxi's outstretched hand trembled, "Wen Yao."

　　The cool fingertips touched the warm skin, and Huo Yanxi's throat rolled dryly twice, "Wen Yao..."

　　Blood was flowing down Wen Yao's forehead. Huo Yanxi wanted to wipe it off for him, but he touched his pockets and found that he didn't bring any tissue or handkerchief. He used his sleeve to wipe Wen Yao's face, but it seemed that he couldn't wipe it clean.

　　The man had a gloomy face and a terrifying aura. The assistant got out of the car and didn't dare to call him when he saw this.

　　The sound of an ambulance sounded from far away to near, and Wen Yao felt his consciousness becoming hazy.

　　The curtains of the hospital ward were drawn. Wen Yao closed his eyes and gradually regained consciousness. He heard the doctor's voice coming from outside. The wound on his head had been bandaged and his body was not seriously injured. The door of the ward was pushed open and footsteps walked in.

　　The man sat on the stool beside the bed. After a few minutes, Wen Yao felt an itch on his face. His eyelashes fluttered and he opened his eyes and saw Huo Yanxi. Huo Yanxi paused and was about to take his hand back.

　　He raised his hand, moved his fingertips, and hooked Huo Yanxi's finger, "Brother Huo, are you scared?"

　　Huo Yanxi's gaze fell on his face, and the two of them looked at each other.

　　Wen Yao raised his lips and smiled, "I said it will be fine."

　　Before he finished speaking, Huo Yanxi leaned over and grabbed him by the collar.

　　"Are you crazy?" Huo Yanxi asked through gritted teeth, his chest heaving and his muscles seeming to burst through his black shirt.

　　After a long silence, Wen Yao held Huo Yanxi's hand that was holding his collar, "What else? Let me watch your car lose control and crash? Brother Huo, can you do it?"