Chen Tinghan put his cell phone on the dining table at home and bandaged his hands again. The previous injury should not have been that serious, but he was not careful and had to go to the Hongmen Banquet with Lu Qing, tearing off the bandages. Later, he touched Wang Jinling inappropriately in the car. It seemed that something was wrong again. The pain in his hands worsened, so he went to the hospital again.
The Qin family's private doctor told him that if he didn't want to become disabled at a young age, he should avoid surgery if possible and rest assured.
However, if you can’t use one hand, it will at most cause some inconvenience in life. But if you can’t use both hands, how can you live?
So Chen Tinghan has been very worried these days. He is well-informed and knows that this is a critical moment. All parties in Wanghai are taking action, especially those from the Wang family, who are jumping around very happily. Unfortunately, he is half disabled. Not to mention going to cause trouble himself, even how to send messages to others is a problem. If he can, he will make a phone call to others and try to reduce the use of his hands.
However, he inevitably had to communicate with someone, but only at this time did he not want to talk directly to Wang Jinling.
On his rare day off, he sat at the dining table and rubbed the voice input button on the screen with his elbow. However, the accuracy of voice input was terrible these days, and the content entered was completely irrelevant, which made Chen Tinghan very angry.
Just when he was about to continue struggling with the voice input, a phone call came in. The caller was: Wang Jinling. That's right, Chen Tinghan had already changed the damn note.
Chen Tinghan jumped up, only to find that when he had rubbed the phone with his elbow, he had accidentally hit the answer button. The other party seemed a little surprised. After a while, Wang Jinling's playful voice came slowly, "You answered it quickly."
Chen Tinghan's face twitched, and he said in a cold tone, "What's the matter?"
Wang Jinling chuckled, not exposing his embarrassment, and then said, "I've got the person you wanted back."
Chen Tinghan's answer was quite conservative and steady: "Hand him over first."
"Impossible." Wang Jinling said flatly, "I'll send you a video to make sure he's in my hands."
"The video isn't enough," the request for the person was just a negotiation tactic to exorbitant prices. Chen Tinghan didn't mention it again, but he kept on asking: "How would I know when your video was taken? The person is in your hands, so of course what you say is what counts."
"I told you, killing him won't do me any good."
"Then I don't care." Chen Tinghan said stubbornly, "Who knows what's going on in your head when dealing with you? I want to confirm whether he's alive or dead in person."
"Impossible." Wang Jinling's attitude remained firm.
Chen Tinghan smiled and suddenly changed the subject: "Actually, I had the same dream as you these past few days. I dreamed about your father Wang Kai. How strange it is that I have never seen him, but the dream can accurately describe his appearance.
In my dream, I saw him sitting with a woman, very affectionate, and I am sure that woman is not your biological mother.
There was a sudden silence over there. Wang Jinling was trying to figure out the truth in Chen Tinghan's words. Unfortunately, his words were too cunning and it could be said that he didn't reveal anything. But just these two or three sentences just hit the spot.
After a few breaths, she said coldly, "Then you'd better prepare accurate information. We can trade face to face."
Chen Tinghan waited in silence. Just before the other party lost patience and was about to hang up, he slowly opened his mouth and asked, "One last question, that—"
Wang Jinling interrupted coldly, "Whether you believe it or not, Cui Lixue's death has nothing to do with me. I didn't arrange it."
Chen Tinghan relaxed his body, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and said, "I believe it."
“…”
The conversation was over, but the other party didn't hang up. The two of them remained in the same silence, in a strange stalemate. After a while, Wang Jinling suddenly said with a seductive tone, "Why don't you hang up? Are you obsessed with my voice?"
"What are you talking about in your sleep?" Chen Tinghan said coldly.
"I told you, your hand is injured, so don't be so stubborn. Why are you angry with them?" Wang Jinling said, "If you need me, I'm here to take care of you anytime."
"I have no shortage of people to take care of me." Chen Tinghan said, "Besides, I should have warned you what would happen if you teased me."
She smiled cutely and said, "If you want to do it again, it's not impossible."
After saying that, the other party simply hung up the phone, not giving Chen Tinghan a chance to fight back.
Chen Tinghan clenched his teeth, gnashing with hatred. That was why he didn't want to talk to this woman.
Moreover, although he said that he had someone to take care of him, in fact there was no one at home. Today was a weekday, and his sister Shikui was naturally at school, while his parents were out on business, so he was actually quite lonely.
He could have continued to stay in the Qin family clinic. The reason he came back was not for any other reason, but because he wanted to go home to organize the mind map in the room and choose which information to pass on to Wang Jinling.
Fortunately, Chen Tinghan had informed You Shenyu in advance, and she should send a housekeeper to take care of his daily life.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door at the right time.
Chen Tinghan stood up and opened the door with his elbow. When he was about to welcome the person in, he saw who was outside the door. He was stunned and blinked.
The person standing outside the door was not the housekeeper he had imagined, but a girl, a girl he hadn't seen for a few days, but who seemed like a long time ago and a girl he wanted to see so much.
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