Chapter 43 I have no face

"It's fake, it's a dream, a fantasy, an illusion." Song Ruochen turned a corner and continued to crawl backwards, then he bumped into the bedroom door with a thud, hurting his head.

Oops, it wasn't a dream.

Then Jian Yuheng saw——

"Start the investigation from the North Pole? Why don't you start from the edge of the universe?" Song Ruochen asked, "It will take another three years? Why don't you wait until the Earth explodes before you finish the investigation?"

Song Ruochen sarcastically said, "Half a person, hahaha, half a person is right next to me... You are a dog, don't act like a shrinking turtle, come out to me."

Song Ruochen shook his head: "Coin bag, huh? I'm going to beat you into a coin cookie."

Song Ruochen shook his head: "I will beat you to death, don't hide!"

Jian Yuheng: “……?”

Internal strife.

What a crazy scene, it's really an internal conflict in every sense of the word.

In Song Ruochen's mind, the two were arguing fiercely, trying to shirk their respective responsibilities.

[(There is a bump on the head.jpg) Wuwuwu, I don’t know, how could it be him?]

[(Two lumps on the head.jpg) You can’t blame me entirely. “If it’s not reported, there’s no problem.” That’s what you taught me, Little Grape.]

"Whatever I teach you, will you learn it?" Song Ruochen shouted, "If I teach you to crawl, will you learn it? Crawl for me!"

Song Ruochen: "0.5 was right under his nose, and I was jumping around like a monkey in front of him. Am I shameless?"

[Ahhh, at least use your inner voice to argue with me. Jian Yuheng heard it all.]

Song Ruochen: “…”

Song Ruochen used his hands and feet to try to get out through the door.

Jian Yuheng's mouth curled up slightly. He moved closer, squatted beside him, patted his head twice, and ruffled his hair, returning some of what Song Ruochen had just done.

"Secretary Song, why are you running?" Jian Yuheng pinched his cheek and pulled it gently, "Are you because you remembered that you patted my head, pulled my face, or pulled my hair?"

"Speak, Xiao Shi's cool little secretary." Jian Yuheng grabbed his hair with five fingers and pulled it gently, "Do you remember?"

Song Ruochen: “…”

【……】

[The cool little secretary has collapsed. 】

Song Ruochen: "You TM..."

"Who are you talking to?" Jian Yuheng pressed his free finger to Song Ruochen's lips. "Is it your system?"

[What the hell? ]

[Does he still know me? ]

【Shivering.jpg】

"Shut up." Song Ruochen said.

"You two look like the employees who stabbed Louzi are blaming each other." Jian Yuheng said, "Have you just discovered the bug now?"

Her hair was loosened, and the red necklace around her neck was lifted up by a finger and fiddled with. Song Ruochen crawled back two millimeters and rubbed against the bedroom door.

The secretary's red necklace is very conspicuous today, and he has thought about taking it off several times.

[Keep calm, keep calm, don't let the temperature go up, overheating will cause the system to shut down. ]

[Try to find out when he was tied up.]

Song Ruochen roared into the air: "How do you expect me to stay calm?"

"How...how much do you know?" Song Ruochen turned around and asked Jian Yuheng in a low voice.

"What kind of thing?" Jian Yuheng pulled at his necklace and smiled coldly, "Are you calling me a busybody, an idiot, Xiao Jian, or 'don't take a vacation if you can't afford it'?"

Song Ruochen: “QAQ”

"Or was it you who kicked Yan Ci out at the annual meeting, pushed Meng Yumian away at the auction, and stuffed cookies into guests' collars during the company's entertaining? Was it something like that?" Jian Yuheng asked.

[...Dacao, it’s over. 】

Song Ruochen: “…”

[Look, I saw it. I saw it all...]

[Secretary Song's reputation - 1000 points.]

"Let's not talk about that for now." Jian Yuheng said, "Let's first settle the matter of you kicking me, beating me, and pulling me. Come on, Song Ruochen, give me your excuses."

Song Ruochen: “Ahhhhhh.”

Awkward, so embarrassing.

He has never been so embarrassed since he grew up.

[It’s over, it’s over, the cool and aloof little secretary’s character is gone…]

Song Ruochen had nowhere to crawl. The collar was still hooked in the alpha's hand, pressing the glands behind his neck so hard that they felt numb. The unfamiliar feeling made it impossible for him to crawl. His waist went limp and he leaned against the door.

"Secretary Song, you have committed so many crimes. I remember all of them." Jian Yuheng said, "How about starting with biting people?"

Jian Yuheng grabbed the man, a wicked smile on his face: "Brother Zha is talking to you, why don't you answer?"

It feels so good.

The little psychopath (awkward version) just started trying to climb up the door, but was frightened again.

Jian Yuheng saw the milestone of his life. Playing with power and scheming is not as fun as playing with a little psychopath. Going to work is not as interesting as going to Song Ruochen.

He is going to go through all the old accounts today and get things off his chest.

Jian Yuheng: "Song..."

【Ding Dong!!!】

The sound was extremely rough and full of energy, not like the sound of a coin falling to the ground, but more like the sound of a piece of iron falling.

Jian Yuheng was stunned for a moment. When he realized that this seemed to be a reminder sound of the game going back to normal, the necklace in his hand was gone, and Song Ruochen, who was crawling on the ground, was nowhere to be seen. He returned to the main living room of the main house.

"Our Jian Yuheng is a stable child," grandma Chen Wuzheng boasted to distant relatives, "He is calm in the face of adversity and is very sensible."

Grandma turned around and said, "Waiter, come and say hello..."

Jian Yuheng jumped up from the sofa and rushed into the yard.

A figure holding a hand-held firework was sneaking away.

"Song Ruochen, stop right there!" Jian Yuheng yelled.

Song Ruochen: "I'll go..."

Song Ruochen grabbed the fireworks that Dazao had just lit and ran away, and Jian Yuheng chased after him.

Song Ruochen: "Mom, mom, ahhhh, they are chasing me, help me."

The fireworks danced up and down, and at that moment, Yan Ci seemed to see lightning.

Yan Ci: “0.0?”

Yan Ci: “0.0*”

"I haven't finished talking, why are you running?" Jian Yuheng suddenly climbed over the roof of a car, grabbed Song Ruochen by the collar, handcuffed the little psychopath's hands behind his back, and pressed him down on the hood of the car.

"Honestly." Jian Yuheng spoke quickly, "Have you ever swam into a swimming pool where you could never get out? Have you ever had your head repeatedly pinched by an elevator door? Have you ever carved a wood sculpture where you could never carve out any pattern?"

Song Ruochen: "...I have carved it before."

Jian Yuheng: “.”

【Ah ding, ah dang!!!】

"Secretary Song, eat more food." Rong Xin greeted enthusiastically, "Whose alpha is so lucky to marry you?"

Yan Ci: “0.0.”

"Ah, Ah, Auntie, I don't want to eat yet." Song Ruochen pushed away the chair and quickly opened the window on the first floor.

"Don't run! Listen to me!" Jian Yuheng followed and climbed out of the window.

Jian Feng: "Brother, instead of golf, let's go hurdles?"

Song Ruochen ran quickly with a toasted bun in his mouth.

【Young man, youth, run freely. 】

Song Ruochen: "Wuwuwu wow wow wow."

Jian Yuheng rushed over from behind, pressed the man down on the soft grass, and held down the two kicking legs.

"Have you ever been bumped repeatedly on a gravel road? Have you ever stood in front of a French window for a long time at night? Have you ever experienced this weird feeling of being 24 sometimes and 23 sometimes?" Jian Yuheng pressed him and questioned.

Song Ruochen: “QAQ”

The alpha is so heavy that I can’t run away.

[Taobao, I don’t think running away is a big deal… Dingdang! ]

On the tarmac, the helicopter was slowly landing. Yan Ci and Jian Feng hugged each other tightly, and neither of them was willing to look up.

[He still remembers it...]

"Song Ruochen! Don't run!" Jian Yuheng said breathlessly as he rushed upstairs.

Song Ruochen hugged Yan Ci so hard that he couldn't be pulled out.

Yan Ci: “?”

Yan Ci, who didn't want to show his face, tightly grasped Jian Feng's shoulders.

Jian Yuheng rushed over and hugged Song Ruochen's waist, pulling hard: "Still running, get over here."

Jian Feng was dragged back many steps by the three people.

Jian Feng: “?”

Jian Feng: "Brother? Marathon?"

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Yuheng forcibly separated the people and dragged Song Ruochen step by step towards the corner.

"Brother, you can't bully Secretary Song." Jian Feng said.

Yan Ci: “0.0*”

Yan Ci grabbed Jian Feng's hand, shook it, and then shook his head with a smile.

Jian Feng: “?”

Jian Yuheng pushed the man into the corner.

He grabbed the man's wrists and lifted him up high. Due to the height difference, Song Ruochen couldn't reach him and could only stand on tiptoe with difficulty.

Then, Song Ruochen jumped up and kicked him.

Jian Yuheng: “:)”

"Have you ever heard a quarrel at 0.5 times the speed, or watched a sunset at 10 times the speed?" Jian Yuheng said quickly, "Have you ever felt the feeling of digging out the flowers you planted little by little, one shovel at a time?"

Song Ruochen: “…”

【……】

[Why does he always get stuck in strange places...]

[Run, Taobao, we can't handle this anymore. If I were the villain, I would pin you down and beat you up.]

【Ding Dong! 】

In the main residence of the Jian family, Jian Yuheng rushed out of the door.

"Song Ruochen? Where are you? Get out!" Jian Yuheng searched everywhere, "Listen to what I have to say!"

Jian Yuheng: “…”

The guest at the door: “?”

mother:"?"

dad:"??"

grandmother:"???"

Jian Yuheng took one, two, three steps back and coughed awkwardly.

"It's okay, family." Jian Yuheng said, "I was just...talking in my sleep."

"Talking in your sleep," Jian Feng corrected.

"0.0." Yan Ci turned to Jian Feng, "Why do you never say such things in your sleep? Don't you love me?"

Jian Feng pointed at himself: "?"

"Ah." Yan Ci looked down at his phone. "Secretary Song said he accidentally sprained his head, so he can't come over to help today."

Jian Yuheng gritted his teeth angrily.

Run away, the monster ran away.

Why are you so startled? Is he that scary?

Is this a sign of love? Jian Yuheng tilted his head.

Well, maybe shyness.

He's a little psychopath, so his way of being shy is probably quite unique, which is understandable.

Just tease her for now, there’s no rush to get married.

-

At Song Ruochen's house, Song Ruochen kicked off the quilt and fell crookedly on his big bed.

[Haha, you two are running like a cat catching a mouse.]

"It's a dog." Song Ruochen said, "I'm running for my life, and you're watching cartoons?"

[No, I just tried to find happiness in misery.]

Song Ruochen: "My suffering? Your pleasure?"

How come that damn alpha has such good physical strength? He thinks his reaction speed is pretty good and his running speed is pretty fast, but no matter what time he goes back to, Jian Yuheng can always react extremely quickly and catch him in a hurry.

He didn't even have time to struggle, and was taken to various places to be taught a lesson.

【Update the value panel. 】

[The villain's resentment value has reached 50%]

[The villain's ** value has reached 100%]

"What's the value?" Song Ruochen asked, "Higher than resentment."

[I don't know, it's quite special, I can't even find some of the value panels. ]

"I'm so embarrassed." Song Ruochen lay on the bed, his cheeks gradually reddening, "He saw me naked, I didn't even have any underwear on."

"Find a quiet place and bury me." Song Ruochen left his last words, "Desserts on Monday and Wednesday, roast chicken, roast duck and seafood dinner on Tuesday and Thursday, and barbecue on Saturday and Sunday."

[…I can’t afford to die, so let’s live. ]

Song Ruochen let out a long sigh and buried his head in the quilt.

Over, no privacy.

[The villain is indeed not simple, extremely dangerous, and extremely smart. He even guessed my existence.]

"That's horrible." Song Ruochen said, "Ahhh, did I kiss him last time?"

"System teacher, can you give me a new book to wear?" Song Ruochen asked.

【……】

"He will beat me to death..." Song Ruochen said with a red face.

[Don't hit someone who smiles at you. This is indeed our fault. Let us apologize first. ]

[When he is no longer angry, we will find another opportunity to ask him what kind of compensation he wants.]

"I have nothing but money." Song Ruochen said sadly.

"Master system, can you ban 0.5 system permissions?" he asked.

[Sorry, no, you two are locked together.]

[I am looking through the statistics recorder to find out why the user was incorrectly bound.]

"It won't take another three years, right?" Song Ruochen asked.

As he was talking, his cell phone rang. He glanced at it and saw it was a video call from [J].

Jian Yuheng didn't catch him, so he started making phone calls.

Song Ruochen took a piece of paper from the drawer and answered the video call.

Jian Yuheng opened his mouth: "Do you know the pain of being boiled twice? Do you know what kind of scenery you can see if you walk backwards for 40 minutes? Do you know that a partial pullback will make people want to vomit at work..."

Song Ruochen: "Stop."

Jian Yuheng; "."

"Um, respected... um, Mr. Jian Yuheng." Song Ruochen read the manuscript, "For some unknown reason, you have bound my system and caused several... um, multiple passive rollbacks."

Song Ruochen suddenly remembered something, paused for two seconds, and began to speak off the cuff: "...to make your life less smooth and unpredictable, and I scolded you once or twice."

Song Ruochen: "I'm sorry, this is all my fault. Yes, I have a system, and you know it anyway... I will do my best to compensate you."

Song Ruochen: "Is it ok, Mr. Jian?"

"I don't accept it. No way." The other party's voice came from the phone.

"I don't like improvised apology letters." Jian Yuheng smiled on the phone screen, "Song Ruochen, don't you have an apology letter with better wording and more politeness? Why don't you read that one?"

Song Ruochen: “…”

With a bang, the mobile phone in Song Ruochen's hand fell to the ground.

Song Ruochen: "I'm going to... "

"Secretary Song, you knew I was your father the last time you orbited me, right?" Jian Yuheng said word by word, "You are yelling, do you not recognize me as your father?"

Song Ruochen: “..0.0..”

I have no face.