"Mr. Ling, what are you doing?"

Li Jiaming, who heard the movement in the box but didn't dare to rush in, was very anxious. He finally heard the wind calmed down. When he turned around, he saw his own CEO, holding a little girl with one hand. From the abnormal man who was noisy just now

He quickly walked out of the box.

Han Muxue didn't explain much, she just frowned and pursed her lips without speaking.

"Get down and drive!"

After following her like this for a while, she spoke. The blood on her head and face really shocked many guests in the hotel.

"Go through the side door and don't stop!"

Ling Ziyue commanded through the headset.

Han Muxue didn't make any stop and took the two little girls directly down to the lobby on the first floor.

At this time, Ling Ziyue also ran all the way, and there were two more passages where the two of them could meet.

However, at this juncture, her way was blocked.

"Miss Han!"

"?"

Ling Ziyue had to stop and take a closer look at the hunched little old man in front of him.

His gray hair seemed to have been carefully taken care of. Each hair was pointed backwards, and some hair wax was applied. He was wearing an old-style Mao suit that fell behind the times, with a simple pen on his chest, and his trousers were mopping the floor.

I almost got stepped on by the soles of the shoes on my feet. The most unique thing I wore on my feet was a pair of old cloth shoes with a thousand-layer sole.

Did this little old man travel through time in the last century?

Besides, wouldn't he be cold if he wears so little clothes in this season?

The key is, how did he get in?

"Old man, do you have anything to do with me?"

Ling Zi became a little more impatient. If he didn't leave quickly, he might not be able to catch up with Han Muxue, but when facing the old man, his attitude was as good as possible.

"Hello, Ms. Han, I, I am your fan, would you like to take a photo with you?"

He smiled broadly, rubbing his hands a little uneasily, with a slightly embarrassed blush on his face. He lowered his head from time to time, and there was something in his smile that he didn't know how to express to please him.

Ling Zi became more and more sad. He thought of the grandparents he had met in the nursing home before who were eager to speak in common with the younger generation and deliberately found topics to please. They just wanted to get some attention, but they always got impatient or...

scolded.

"Okay, can you take pictures with your mobile phone?"

Ling Zi became more and more enthusiastic, and he thought that there were some things that would not waste that moment.

"I don't know, can you think of this?"

He hurriedly dug through his pockets for a long time, took out an off-brand mobile phone with inferior pixels from his jacket pocket with trembling hands, and handed it to Ling Ziyue with a look on his face as if he was offering a treasure.

"I just bought this last week. The waiter said it's the best one to use. It's fine for taking pictures and surfing the internet!"

Ling Ziyue fiddled with the old man's cell phone casually for a few times and immediately frowned.

This person who sells mobile phones is so inhumane, he even defrauded the elderly out of their money. This is obviously a worthless off-brand phone, worth three or four hundred at most.

"Old man, you have been deceived. This mobile phone is not worth much and is almost scrapped."

"Ah? It can't be right? I bought it for one thousand and eighty yuan, can't it be?"

The old man became a little annoyed and hurriedly took back his mobile phone, looking at it over and over again while muttering in his mouth.

"It shouldn't be. I've already opened it and looked at it. Is it because I'm old and blind?"

"Can I take a photo?"

He still didn't give up, looking up at Ling Ziyue, there was still a ray of light in his eyes.

Ling Ziyue pondered for a moment, but still felt that the old man's hope could not be dashed.

"It should be possible to take pictures, but the pixels may be a bit low. Otherwise, I will take a picture with my mobile phone and then transmit it to you via Bluetooth, okay?"

"Bluetooth transmission? How to transmit?"

The old man looked up, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Just leave it alone, I'll finish it for you later, okay?"

"That's too much trouble for you, my dear!"

“No trouble!”

As he held the old man, there were some bright areas. Ling Zi leaned more on the old man's shoulder, held the phone away, smiled, and the two of them compared themselves to the camera.

Little did he know that the old man glanced at Ling Ziyue secretly, with infinite tenderness in his eyes.

"Okay! You put it away!"

After finishing all the work, Ling Ziyue turned his head, and tears seemed to flash in the old man's eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ling Ziyue was a little surprised by the old man's reaction.

Realizing his gaffe, the old man hid aside and secretly wiped the muddy tears from his eyes.

"It's nothing, just a little too excited."

"Uncle, I have nothing to ask for. I just hope that you and Yun Yan can have a good relationship in the future. I will have no regrets in this life."

"Yun, Yun Yan?"

The more Ling Zi read this name, his tongue became knotted, and his whole person began to feel bad again.

Good guy, this man looks so old. He can’t even understand how to play with a smartphone. How can he understand how to chase stars and even use cp???

He really underestimated this old man.

Hey, really, when will someone be able to praise him and Han Muxue's CP so sincerely? After all, they are the real CP!!

She looked disgusting when she walked down the aisle. In the car, Han Muxue was only treated by Li Jiaming with some emergency medical supplies that he bought at a nearby drugstore for preliminary treatment of the injury on her head.

As soon as Ling Ziyue got into the car, Han Muxue covered her head wrapped in gauze, feeling very resentful.

"Brother, are you a snail? Are you so slow?"

Ling Ziyue was also unhappy.

"I am a snail and you are a centipede. Each foot needs a different shoe."

"What do you mean?"

Han Muxue was confused by him.

Ling Zi turned away and didn't explain much, just sulking alone.

"nothing."

"I'm like this, don't you feel sorry for me?"

Seeing that Ling Ziyue was getting upset, Han Muxue carefully pulled a corner of his clothes to act coquettishly.

"You're just kidding, you're such a tough guy, you dare to hit this guy on the head so casually, how cruel are you, do I still have to worry about you?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it next time!"

"Huh, don't, you old man can do whatever you want next time, I will never waste my free time!"

Seeing that Ling Zi was getting really angry, Han Muxue became a little anxious.

"Then what do you want from me? Can you go back and kneel on the washboard?"

"Kneel on the washboard?"

Ling Ziyue let out a cry of joy, turned to look at Han Muxue who had a sincere face, and used her face to act coquettishly with him.

He used to feel disgusting, but today he feels quite cute for no reason.

"This is what you said!"

He had a tigerish face, but he still couldn't harden his heart.

"Jia Ming, go to the First People's Hospital, I've already contacted the doctor!"

"Your situation probably won't be cured without a few stitches."

Ling Ziyue took away the gauze covering Han Muxue's head and looked at it again and again with great distress.

"You said you were really interesting. You could backhand a trivial matter like calling the police and hit your head with a beer bottle! Why are you pretending to be a gangster and fighting with others? This is a legal society now!"

"Did you call the police? What kind of police?"

Han Muxue was a little surprised.

"Bringing illegal drugs."
Chapter completed!