Quick Transmigration: When the Scumbag Takes the Whitewashing Script

Tang Yu had gone to many dog-blood novels to act as cannon fodder, originally thinking he could successfully retreat after completing his mission. Unexpectedly, his next task was to return to those...

Chapter 348 The wealthy boss also wants to clear his name 34

The person is in such a state. If Tang Yu still doesn't notice anything wrong, he should probably go to the ophthalmologist.

In fact, he had vaguely sensed something in his heart earlier, but speculation without evidence could not be questioned with confidence.

But now it has.

Tang Yu looked at the man who was so weak that he seemed like he would break in the next second, and the last trace of coldness in his words disappeared completely.

He sighed, staring at the stubborn "kitten" who refused to speak, and said helplessly:

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you..."

"But you will drive me away again? Right?" Lin Jingshuo finally looked Tang Yu in the eye, but his eyes had turned red at some point, and even his cold voice had a hint of tears in it.

The last bit of his rationality collapsed, and Lin Jingshuo began to have difficulty telling what time it was. The scene in front of him also seemed to become blurry.

But the only thing that was clear was Tang Yu, who was looking at himself calmly.

I felt dizzy all over and the coldness began to invade every part of my body, just like the rain I had experienced outside the villa a few years ago.

Just as cold.

Lin Jingshuo couldn't help but tremble. Although his whole body was shaking, he still stared at Tang Yu with his light brown eyes, stubbornly wanting an answer.

Although his head was dizzy, he still held on and didn't dare to faint.

Who knows where we will be when we wake up this time?

He doesn't want it.

He doesn't want to be discarded silently again.

It was difficult for Tang Yu to describe the feeling.

The young man, so weak he looked like he would faint at any second, showed his tough side. His sharp claws barely scratched a wound, but he stubbornly refused to retract them. Even though his body was so weak that he couldn't stand up, he didn't let himself show any signs of embarrassment.

Well, it's a proud kitten.

Tang Yu sighed secretly in his heart, and at the same time felt a little pity in his heart.

Do I have to stand and ask him?

Can't you just sit down and ask?

Then Tang Yu had no choice but to help.

So he pulled the staggering Lin Jingshuo over, and placed an inconspicuous weight on his legs that had just been laid flat.

Tang Yu looked at the person sitting on his lap with a confused look in his eyes, and smiled with satisfaction.

Wouldn’t this be much more comfortable?

But before answering Lin Jingshuo's question, Tang Yu's slender fingers gently brushed the phone beside his legs and gave the housekeeper a few simple instructions:

"Send the family doctor over."

"If possible, make him go as fast as possible."

"Yes!" The housekeeper was smart and didn't ask anything. He immediately agreed to Tang Yu's request.

Although he had a vague feeling that the family doctor was called for that person, he only dared to think about it in his mind and was not stupid enough to ask.

Some things are just known to everyone and there is no need to bring them out into the open.

But should I call her "Mr. Lin" or "Mrs." from now on?

What a headache.

*

"I'm fine..."

The second Tang Yu hung up the phone, a faint voice sounded in front of him, and the figure sitting on his legs began to struggle.

Such an intimate posture would have been considered a delusion for him in the past, but now he didn't want to get too close to Tang Yu and let Tang Yu discover the ugly scars on his body, nor did he want to show his worst self in front of Tang Yu.

His young appearance and body were his only advantages, but now even this was going to be destroyed?

Then Tang Yu easily held the man down.

"Don't make a fuss. You used to be much better behaved than you are now."

The calm and rational male voice had a soothing power. Lin Jingshuo's struggling movements slowed down involuntarily, and a vague doubt flashed through his mind:

"Before? Were you better behaved before?"

Then he is worse now than before.

So what is there about him that is worthy of Tang Yu's liking?

No, not one...

So Tang Yu watched as the person who had originally calmed down began to struggle again, baring his teeth and claws like a ferocious kitten.

Tang Yu: “…” What happened?

In an emergency, Tang Yu didn't care about whether the physical contact was excessive or not. He directly put his arms around Lin Jingshuo's slender waist and held him down tightly again.

A dry and warm palm suddenly touched his waist. Even a layer of clothes could not block the warmth of Tang Yu's palm.

I don’t know if it was because he was craving the familiar yet unfamiliar temperature, or because he accepted the reality resignedly, but Lin Jingshuo was finally willing to sit obediently on Tang Yu’s lap.

But he didn't know where to put his hands, so in the end he could only grab the hem of his clothes.

Seeing this, Tang Yu smiled and his whole body suddenly became more gentle.

He raised his eyebrows and said in a rising tone:

"Didn't you dare to ask me a question just now? Why are you not saying a word now?"

"Is it because I'm so uncomfortable that I can't speak, or is it..."

Lin Jingshuo interrupted Tang Yu hastily before he could finish his words. He quickly denied Tang Yu's guess:

"No, I'm fine."

He was unwilling to let Tang Yu know about his poor health, even though Tang Yu had already begun to doubt him.

But as long as he doesn't tell her, Tang Yu will never know.

Even if the family doctor came, he would have a way to hide it.

However, he did not realize that Tang Yu looked at him with some certainty in his eyes, as if he had confirmed something.

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