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Chapter 1013 - 720 Alliance Leader adds more - s! Thanks for everyone’s support!

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"Hey, back from the dead?"

Mao Dun waved his hand in front of Yu Feihong’s eyes and said oddly, "You haven’t started disliking women, have you?"

"What?"

Yu Feihong looked at him, obviously not having heard clearly.

Mao Dun stepped back warily, "If you’re now interested in men, from this moment on, we’re cutting ties."

"Fuck."

Yu Feihong cursed, "You’re the one who likes men. Your whole family likes men."

"What were you looking at just now?"

Mao Dun was puzzled.

Although there were indeed some people in their circle who were keen on fencing, Yu Feihong was quite "traditional."

Sexual orientation wasn’t something that changed in a moment.

"The guy watching ’S8,’ he looked a lot like the guy I ran into at Xidan the other day."

As he spoke, Yu Feihong subconsciously looked in that direction again, only to see the S8 had already parked, and the owner was nowhere to be seen.

"I think you’re losing it, it can’t be that coincidental."

Mao Dun was skeptical, "If you really like cosplay, why don’t you just have the girls around you indulge you? Weren’t you recently getting along famously with what’s-her-name Yan? She’s an actress, she can play any role for you."

"It’s not the same thing at all."

Yu Feihong had a look of you-don’t-understand on his face.

"Fine, keep fantasizing by yourself."

Mao Dun got in the car.

His ride was actually a BYD.

Who says rich kids don’t have national sentiment or political awareness?

Supporting domestic products is everyone’s responsibility.

Yu Feihong also felt it was probably just a resemblance. After all, he had only glimpsed briefly, could hardly see clearly, and moreover, now the person was gone.

Some people, once missed, are missed forever.

He sighed regretfully and also left in his car.

Hospital.

Tong Dan was cleaning up the trash after the midnight snack when her phone rang.

"Which floor, which room?"

Tong Dan sent the room number, then promptly told Fang Qing, "Jiang Chen is coming."

Leaning on the hospital bed and lost in thought, Fang Qing frowned.

"When he called you, he sensed something was off in your tone. He knows you quite well, so he called me. You know I can’t lie, it’s hard to keep things from him."

Tong Dan explained.

Fang Qing’s brows tightened then relaxed, she softly said, "Let him come then."

"Have you thought about how to tell him?"

"Just say I fell accidentally."

"You think he’s a fool?"

"So what do you think I should say?"

Fang Qing asked with a smile.

Tong Dan was silent for a moment, "I think he might feel even worse than you when he finds out."

Fang Qing’s smile gradually faded.

Three or four minutes later, as expected, the door to the hospital room was pushed open.

The two women turned their heads.

Seeing Fang Qing sitting on the bed and the bandages on her forehead, Jiang Chen’s gaze intensified, then a smile appeared on his face as he walked in.

"What happened?"

His tone was light.

Lately, he seemed to have close ties with the hospital.

Tong Dan wisely didn’t blurt anything out.

"I accidentally fell and hit the wall."

Fang Qing really treated him like a fool.

Jiang Chen looked calm, walking to the bedside.

"Let me see."

He bent down, carefully examined it, and even pressed around the wound with his hand.

"Ouch!"

Fang Qing swatted his hand away.

"Good, pain is a sign your brain is still working."

Though it wasn’t quite appropriate, Tong Dan almost couldn’t help but laugh.

Jiang Chen stood up, "What did the doctor say?"

"Nothing serious, but just to be safe, they asked me to stay overnight and get a brain CT scan tomorrow."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Such a grown-up, still falling over."

Fang Qing looked at Tong Dan, "I told you not to tell him, not a single good word."

Jiang Chen really didn’t take offense, sat down right beside the bed, "Don’t blame Tong Dan. You can fool others, but me?"

He shook his head, "Still too green."

Just controlling herself from earlier, Tong Dan couldn’t help but smile now, "Jiang Chen, your thick-skinned nature is really something else."

Having him come over was indeed a good decision.

At least with him around, the atmosphere would never be dull.

"Being thick-skinned is a strength. At least if I fell, I definitely wouldn’t get hurt."

Jiang Chen joked, giving Fang Qing a meaningful look.

"Yeah, that’s a trait not just anyone can learn."

Fang Qing avoided his gaze, shooing him, "Go sit on the chair."

"What’s wrong with sitting here? The bed is big enough."

"Don’t you understand that men and women shouldn’t be so casual with each other?"

"Tsk, you didn’t complain about men and women not getting too close when I carried you back before."

Fang Qing’s cheeks warmed up inexplicably, and she glanced inadvertently at Tong Dan, finding her also looking her way, which made her even more flushed.

"I’ll go take out the trash."

Seemingly unable to endure their "flirting," Tong Dan picked up the trash and walked out.

"What happened?"

Jiang Chen looked at her forehead and asked again.

"I told you I fell."

"You’re not making me put Tong Dan on the spot, are you?"

"It’s none of your business."

"How is it not my business? If you were disfigured, how am I supposed to explain it to Uncle Fang?"

"Are you here just to upset me? Do you really wish I were disfigured?"

"Not at all. Relax, even though you’ve done plenty in the past to wrong me, I’m not that petty."

Fang Qing glared, "What wrong have I done to you?"

"There are so many memorable moments, why waste brainpower on those unhappy ones?"

Jiang Chen twisted the knife, "Even though you’re decent-looking, if you had another scar on your forehead, I doubt many would dare to want you."