"Cousin, do you know when Li Ming's competition will start?" Du Ke looked expectantly at Yao Qingfeng who was sitting on the sofa in front of him, drinking tea gracefully like a son.
Yao Qingfeng took a sip of her tea, her every move was dignified.
The tea cup was placed on the table by him, making a crisp sound.
Across the wall, there is a young man who is unconscious and lying on the hospital bed.
Yao Qingfeng tilted his head, looked at the bright sky outside the window, and said softly, "Isn't he your friend?"
The implication is, as his friend, how can you not even know when his game is.
Du Ke waved his hands indifferently, sat down next to Yao Qingfeng, and explained his relationship with Mu Ran clearly in two or three sentences.
He has great trust in his cousin beside him.
Listening to Du Ke's words, Yao Qingfeng squinted his eyes.
Something flashed in his eyes.
After talking about all the situation, Du Ke scratched his head in embarrassment, and said: "I hated him a lot before, but I like the way he sang just now. So I want to be friends with him."
Yao Qingfeng chuckled lightly and turned his head.
The young man who is obviously nineteen years old still looks at him with admiration in his eyes.
And this look of wholehearted belief is just because he helped their family two years ago.
Hehhe really is a little brat who is easy to trust others.
However, this also made it convenient for him to act.
Yao Qingfeng bent his lips and smiled, fulfilling the gentle image of a big brother: "His game time is"
After finishing speaking, Du Ke's eyes were so bright that he couldn't help saying, "Thank you, cousin!"
Yao Qingfeng smiled and shook his head. Thinking of something, he changed the subject and said, "You told me that you want revenge. How did you get revenge?"
Speaking of this matter, Du Ke smiled generously and said with a little pride: "I have succeeded in revenge!"
Yao Qingfeng nodded and praised him.
At the end, he remembered to ask: "Who is this person you are taking revenge on?"
"Zhou Wen." Du Ke uttered the words lightly, but Yao Qingfeng, who had always maintained a refined look, stood up abruptly.
A crack appeared on the face with a soft smile all the time.
His face was a little pale, and there was fear in his eyes.
"You, you just saidwho?" Yao Qingfeng forced himself to maintain his composure, and his slightly stammering tone betrayed his flustered mood.
Yao Qingfeng's overreaction made Du Ke a little confused.
But his mouth still answered his question: "Ah Zhou Wen."
Yao Qingfeng staggered twice, and the right hand hanging by his side trembled almost instinctively.
His face turned pale, and he sat on the sofa hastily.
The feeling of weakness in his legs brought him back to the original noon almost instantly.
The scorching hot weather seems to be roasting people.
He just used the name of his nephew to stop the Du family's goods, intending to inflict heavy damage on them.
However, a boy with a little childish facial features and sharp eyebrows and eyes appeared.
Without saying a word, he easily dragged away all the people he brought away.
And he, too, was kicked to the ground, and the bones of his right hand were crushed to pieces by the youth's unmoving kick.
Although in the end he bankrupted the Du family, his hands But he will never be able to touch musical instruments again for the rest of his life.
It is also because of this that he chose to be a vocal teacher.
He wanted revenge, but just hearing the name of "Zhou Wen", he (remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com