Chapter 206: Handsome Guy Massages Feet
Mingcan listened to Zhang Hening's tearful confession and uttered five words calmly.
“Be yourself.”
Zhang Hening: "Doesn't he love me anymore..."
Mingcan: "so?"
"He must not like racing, so he's angry with me. He might break up with me soon. What should I do, what should I do, what should I do..."
Mingcan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Zhang Hening." She couldn't help but ask, "Twenty-four years ago, when you were in your mother's womb, didn't your second brother take away all your nutrients?"
"Huh?" Zhang Hening was confused.
Mingcan: "It's causing you to not have enough brain power right now."
I understand this time.
He was calling her stupid.
Zhang Hening sighed and defended himself: "I just don't understand love. I'm still very thoughtful at other times."
"I don't want to break up, I still want to talk..."
Mingcan repeated the brainwashing for the third time.
"Then just be yourself and don't be a pushover, understand?"
Zhang Hening was confused, but he listened to advice.
He became obedient after a while.
Mingcan finished his explanation and hung up the phone. A few seconds later, the phone rang again.
She slid it open and heard Cen Jin's voice from the other side.
"Sister Can~"
Mingcan sat in the hanging chair, his face calm: "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine," Cen Jin said. "It's Old Xie. He caught a cold today and has a high fever that won't go away. He developed pneumonia and is now in the hospital."
Before Mingcan could speak, Cen Jin cautiously probed from the other end: "That poor fellow is so pitiful. He's delirious with fever and calling your name. Can you come to the hospital to see him?"
Mingcan didn't even lift his eyelids.
"My play is about to be released, but there's so much public opinion, I can't go."
Cen Jin: "Then I'll send him to your place? I'll prescribe a few more bags of medicine, and he'll just stay with you and get an IV drip."
Mingcan questioned back, "Aren't you in the hospital? Is this a hospital? Am I a doctor? If you're in the hospital, stay in the hospital and don't come to me anymore."
"Tell Xie Qingcheng that if you dare to die at my doorstep, I will call the police in the next second."
Cen Jin choked on the other end: "..."
have to.
No chance.
“Beep, beep…”
The call was disconnected.
He put his cell phone into his white coat and looked at the man on the hospital bed. Xie Qingcheng, who looked bad due to fever, looked like a sick beauty at the moment.
"The big star doesn't want you anymore, and she won't let you go to her private house. Just stay at the hospital and get an IV drip."
The call just now was on speakerphone, so Xie Qingcheng heard it all without him saying anything.
He leaned against the head of the bed, his face looking gloomy and ugly.
Cen Jin kindly comforted him: "Your lungs are having problems now. Even if you go, you won't be able to improve your vital capacity. Why bother?"
"Exercising vigorously during a fever can easily lead to death."
"Calm down."
After he finished speaking, he gave instructions to the nurse, unbuttoned his white coat and walked out.
Xie Qingcheng felt insecure and called out to him from behind, "Where are you going again?"
"I'm going on a date." Cen Jin spread his hands. "I haven't been dumped, and I haven't had pneumonia. I'm in a good relationship lately."
Xie Qingcheng: "..."
Damn, four people in one group.
Except for one who is a workaholic, the other two are showing off their affection, which stimulates him, a big victim who has been dumped.
Life is really unbearable.
He closed his eyes and lay there for a while. He couldn't help but pick up his phone, took a very 'weak' selfie, clicked on Mingcan's profile picture, and sent it to him.
Received a red exclamation mark!
He was blocked.
Xie Qingcheng: "..."
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Be yourself.
Zhang Hening is really good at it.
Although I don’t understand what Mingcan’s words have to do with love, since she said so, she must have her reasons.
Zhang Hening supported his chin and began to play freely.
Being herself, the way she usually looks... is so free and easy.
Today is Sunday, and the tech guy is busy working again.
Song Xi accompanied her husband in Millennium Garden.
Tangtang went on a date with her boyfriend.
Zhang Hening flipped through the list, looking for new friends.
As a big shot in the community, she has no shortage of drinking buddies, and they always come true when she calls.
In the mall, Zhang Hening stood outside a store, a little dazed.
"Didn't we agree to go shopping? Why are you here?"
The little sister Su Xin next to me said, "You've been walking around all afternoon, aren't your feet tired?"
She took Zhang Hening's hand and walked into a health club very skillfully and casually.
"Let's go, let's do something healthy!"
"Foot massage!"
Zhang Hening had been to a health club before, but this was his first time having a foot massage.
She usually goes for full body skin care and beauty treatments with Song Xi.
Su Xin ordered a double room, and the first thing she saw were two soft sofas. She smiled mysteriously at Zhang Hening.
"Hehe, enjoy it~"
Within two minutes, the door of the box was pushed open.
Two handsome guys in white shirts and black trousers walked in, holding steaming pots in their hands. Their faces were delicate and handsome, just like the model guys on the Internet.
The next second, they spoke.
He also speaks like a model.
"Hello, sister. Number 001 is here to serve you."
Zhang Hening: “???”
One of the handsome guys walked straight over, put down the basin in his hand, wiped his hands, disinfected them, and reached out to hold Zhang Hening's feet.
She shrank back reflexively, covered her feet tightly, and looked at Su Xin with wide eyes.
"What's going on? What did you do?"
Su Xin tilted her head: "Can't you see, handsome guy is massaging my feet."
As she spoke, she stretched out her fair and tender feet to enjoy the top-notch service of handsome man No. 002, while sighing to Zhang Hening.
"Sister, life in China is really good now. We have all kinds of services. You girls are eating so well."
"I don't even want to go abroad anymore. When I get my degree next year, I'll go back and enjoy life."
"Why are you standing there? Give me your leg!"
Su Xin urged her: "Pretend, still pretending, aren't you the big yellow girl who likes Brother Model's videos every day? Now I bring you to experience it, and you are not happy again."
Zhang Hening curled up on the sofa, covering his feet tightly, trembling with fear.
Although she likes to watch the leg sweeping dance online.
But in reality, she has never tried these.
She is a very innocent little girl!
The kind that dies in the light.
Handsome guy No. 001 thought she was shy, so he smiled and squatted down under the couch, guiding her gently.
"Don't be afraid, sister. It feels very comfortable if you press it."
Zhang Hening refused immediately: "No, thank you... My feet can still walk, I don't need any pressure at all!"
Su Xin glanced at her and said two words.
"Loading."
How could Zhang Hening dare to let him press it?
First of all, she has a boyfriend and has to abide by the ethics of love.
Secondly, if her elder brother knew that she did such a thing, he would break her legs.
She quickly put on her socks, jumped off the couch, put on her shoes and ran out.
"I won't press it. I'm a coward. I'm going home. Bye!"
Hearing that she was about to leave, Su Xin quickly grabbed her: "Sister, wait... My card has been frozen for a large amount, do you have money?"
Zhang Hening: "Hmm?"
Su Xin clasped his hands together and prayed to her: "You can go, but go to the front desk to settle the bill for me first. Consider it a loan from you. I will pay you back next month when my living expenses arrive..."
Zhang Hening was speechless.
She thought she was poor enough, but she didn't expect that someone even poorer than her would come.
"This is why you pulled me here, right? You have no money but still want to have fun, load up!"
Su Xin: "Please."
Zhang Hening: "..."
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Ding~
In the serious and formal meeting room, Song Shiqian's phone beeped and a message popped up.
"Your family card spending amounted to 400,000 yuan..."
He glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.
"continue."
After a few seconds, he frowned, thinking he had missed something.
He picked up his phone, clicked on the full message, and a line of small words appeared below.
Massage service at Jianying Club
Song Shiqian: “?”
Zhang Hening went for a massage?
The name of this massage parlor seems familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.
While reading the PPT reports from various departments, he opened the little black book and searched for the name of the club.
A bunch of posts immediately appeared on the homepage.
All the boxes are dimly lit, and handsome men in suits are half-kneeling on the ground, providing foot massage services.
Even four to one!
Song Shiqian's eyelids twitched.
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