More and more people passed by, looking at Qi Yan with a strange look, and whispering to each other.

Qi Yan was very proud, he didn't believe Jing Ranxiu couldn't come out!

——Sure enough, he succeeded.

Jing Ranxiu walked out with a faint smile on his face, looking at Qi Yan who was sitting on the ground crying and howling, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

But on the surface, he was gentle and elegant.

"Don't cry, I'm out now."

Seeing him coming out, Qi Yan put on a false smile and hugged his legs: "You finally came out! You scumbag!"

Jing Ranxiu remained calm. Hearing the loud discussions and accusations mixed in the voices of passers-by, he seemed not to hear them. He smiled and said, "You get up first, and we'll talk about it after we go back, okay?"

As if afraid that he would run away, Qi Yan stuck to his slender and straight body and stood up little by little.

After standing up completely, Qi Yan raised his head slightly and saw Jing Ranxiu looking down at him. The dark pupils were filled with an impenetrable light, as if the treasure deeper was covered by a thick fog.

Qi Yan looked at him for a while and lowered his head silently.

-Fuck you! It's great to be tall! Young master, I'm still growing up! Sooner or later, I will be taller than you!

Jing Ranxiu looked around, nodded politely, and then walked into the clinic with Qi Yan in his arms.

The crowd watching said that this scene was more interesting than a TV drama. Not only did they see a gay couple on the street, but they also saw a scumbag top and a tragic bottom. It couldn't be more interesting.

The moment they stepped into the clinic, Jing Ranxiu let go of Qi Yan, and the slight curve at the corner of his mouth fell, his face was as cold as ice. Qi Yan glanced at him sideways, rolled his eyes, walked straight to the front desk, and snorted coldly at the beautiful sister who looked confused.

"Now you know how powerful I am! If you hadn't asked the security guard to throw me out, would I have done this to you, Doctor Jing!"

After saying that, Qi Yan turned to the wooden-faced Jing Ranxiu and said, "If you want to blame someone, blame the receptionist, don't blame me!"

Seeing the receptionist's dead face and about to explain, Jing Ranxiu frowned slightly, looked at Qi Yan and said, "You're ridiculous."

[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan -10, current favorability: -60]

... This is no longer a favorability, but a bad favorability. Qi Yan rolled his eyes in his heart, met Jing Ranxiu's gaze, and raised his eyebrows fearlessly: "It's really hard to find you, Jing Ranxiu?"

"What do you want to do with me?" Jing Ranxiu sneered: "I'm very busy and don't have time to accompany you, the eldest master, to have fun."

"Oh, you and your mother are here, and I will abdicate and become the second young master." Qi Yan hummed in a sinister way, and he was stunned after he finished speaking, and then smacked his lips irritably: "Stop talking nonsense, I came to you for something!"

When Jing Ranxiu heard him say this, the aura around him suddenly turned cold. As for the second half of Qi Yan's sentence, he simply ignored it.

Turning around and walking towards his office, Jing Ranxiu ignored Qi Yan's shouting behind him and disappeared from his sight.

Qi Yan angrily hit the marble surface of the front desk, then held his hand and blew it in pain...

Ouch, it hurts!

He caught the surprised look of the beautiful sister with his peripheral vision, Qi Yan snorted coldly, and ran towards the direction where Jing Ranxiu left.

Jing Ranxiu's office is very simple, with office desks and chairs, a row of bookshelves, a sofa, and an independent bathroom. The huge office is blocked by a curtain, and there is a small single bed behind the curtain. Maybe when he is too busy, Jing Ranxiu will spend the night here... In fact, everyone's work is not so easy, just like Jing Ranxiu who started his own business, isn't it also equally tiring?

Qi Yan broke into the office and closed the door. Jing Ranxiu sat behind the desk, minding his own business as if he didn't see Qi Yan. Qi Yan turned around and felt a little bored, so he simply sat in the patient's seat and leaned back lazily.

"Doctor Jing." Qi Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement: "My young master has been unable to sleep or eat well recently. What do you think is wrong with me?"

The room fell into silence. Qi Yan looked a little embarrassed. His legs were crossed and trembling slightly. One hand was casually placed on the edge of the table, and his slender, white index finger tapped the table top one by one without any rhythm.

"Aren't you a doctor? Why don't you speak?" Qi Yan laughed, "Are you a doctor in name only?"

Jing Ranxiu still didn't speak, which made Qi Yan mistakenly think that he was mute for a moment.

Qi Yan, who was getting more and more bored, began to walk around, looking left and right. At the beginning, from an angle that Qi Yan could not see, Jing Ranxiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, then continued to lower his head to organize his documents, not intending to pay attention to him .

Later, when Jing Ranxiu raised his head again, the ruffian who had been wandering in the middle of the room had disappeared.

The gloomy mood finally cleared up. Jing Ranxiu sorted out the scattered documents and put them in a folder.

When his mother married the rich businessman, he refused. Because the more people with backgrounds around him, the more unstable his life would be. His mother said that she was willing to listen to his opinions.

Originally, his will was very firm, that is, absolutely not. But later, by coincidence, Jing Ranxiu saw the so-called rich businessman.

A very ordinary and kind uncle from the neighborhood, who was a little older, but not as greasy and wealthy as other rich people.

He said to himself that it was not for anything else, but that he was old and wanted to find a companion.

Jing Ranxiu suddenly thought of his mother, who had been single for more than ten years for him. After his father died, his mother did hard labor to earn money while taking care of him. As early as when she was thirty years old, her temples were full of white hair. His mother had given all her youth for him. Now, should he stop her...?

This question deeply puzzled him until that day when he opened his heart.

Jing Ranxiu gave this opportunity to his mother and let her make her own choice.

His mother chose to marry the rich businessman. On the day of the wedding, Jing Ranxiu saw a happy smile on his mother's face for the first time.

——To have someone to rely on in old age means not only to rely on children, but also to rely on the person who has supported you throughout your life.

Everything was originally beautiful, but the son of a wealthy businessman made him alert.

In his mother's words, he was a child who lacked love. But the impression Qi Yan left on him was that of a little bully who did all kinds of evil. With

such a person, he was very afraid that his mother would be wronged in that family... With

a light sigh, as if he wanted to exhale all the pent-up emotions, Jing Ranxiu pinched his brows and wanted to lie down for a while and take a nap.

After locking the door, Jing Ranxiu opened the curtains and was about to lie down when he found that there was already a person sleeping on the bed.

——Qi Yan.