MTL - Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Delicate and Soft-Chapter 260

Liao Shu has been driving the car down to the Nanxun dormitory. After watching the girl enter, he hesitated to look at the Lantern Festival. You can't chase a girl like this."

Yuan took a look at him, "How do you say that?"

"Look, you have a good chance just now, you should talk more..."

Yuan Zhen immediately denied his words. "She doesn't like people who talk too much."

Liao Shuyi said, "That can't be said without a word, how do you exchange feelings?"

"If she wants to say something, I don't want to hear it. If I want to say something, she may be disgusted." In that case, keeping silence is the best choice.

Moreover, Lantern does not feel that silence is awkward. On the contrary, he has some enjoyment. As long as she is around, he can feel the tranquility like never before.

It seems that it has become a habit for him.

Of course, these words, he also decided not to talk to Liao Shu.

"..." Liao Shu said again, half a sigh, he continued to say, "Less, you listen to me is right, chasing girls will take the initiative, Miss Nan seems to have a lot of trouble recently, less, Isn't this the time when you are performing?"

"She can solve it herself." Yuan Zhen’s tone is quite proud.

The little rookie is not so good bully.

Liao Shu: "..."

He doesn't know what to say.

So, there is a reason for being single.

Yuan Zhen received the eyes of Liao Shu hate iron and did not care, he did not care, he did not worry about chasing the wife and crematorium, in his heart, the little rookie had already brought his label.

However, some people are the lesson to learn.

The little rookie returned to the source world, and there was a lot of scruples in her actions, and she had a vegetative brother to take care of, which is really not convenient.

In the mirror, Liao Shu aimed at his own eyes, suddenly and hazy, and inexplicably felt the coldness of his back.

Why is it that after waking up from a coma, it seems that it has been so old for decades, and the occasional exposed gas field has made him breathless.

He did not feel such a strong momentum on the dead master.

It’s really weird.

In the female dormitory building, after the Nanxun went upstairs, the car slowly disappeared from the balcony.

She stared at it for a while, and she had a very strange feeling in her heart. She could still get along with the Lanternity in such a calm manner.

After washing, lying on the bed, Nanxun thought of the small truck just now, the driver is a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, no doubt, he wants to kill her.

Not long after, Nanxun received a driving recorder.

It was just the video that the small truck tried to hit her. It should have been taken by Yuanxiao’s car.

However, it is a little difficult to use a video to convict a driver. He can say that he is drunk or tired.

She can only look down from the driver to see if she can pull out the person behind him.

This night, Nanxun still didn't sleep well. When he woke up, he couldn't attend to class and went to the nursing home.

Zhiyuan Nursing Home, the physiotherapist just gave Nanchen a massage, hope to play a wake-up role.

She also played more soothing music, as well as some movie audio that he once liked to watch.

In this way, one morning passed.

Nanxun looked at Nanchen’s EEG, although she still had no abnormalities, but she was able to accept it.

For this wake-up plan, the time and opportunity needed, everything is rushing.

At noon, Lei Fang came over.

If Nanxun remembers it wrong, her aunt only took care of her brother for a few days at the beginning. Later, she said that she was in poor health and never came again.

She is coming over now, afraid to come and inquire about the news.

Zhiyuan Sanatorium originally had her people who were inserted, but now they have been replaced. After all, this sanatorium was established by Yuanxiao’s family, and the original intention was to take care of him.

So now Nanchen is accepting the awakening treatment and has not given it to Zhong Jialei.

Before, Zhong Jialei also tried to use his brother's excuse to become a vegetative person and wanted to transfer the shares under his name. However, she had already had a sense of property safety at that time, so she refused to resolutely wait until her brother woke up. Zhong Jialei was not forced too hard. However, this matter has also dragged down.

Now it seems that these people probably can't wait.

"Hey, what happened to Chenxi recently? I heard that you often come with him. Is he better?" Lei Fang asked with concern.

In fact, she had already talked to the person in charge of the nursing home, but she did not get any important news.

Nanxun shook his head. "My brother is still like that. I don't know if I can wake up. After I experienced a car accident again some time ago, I felt so worried, so I will come with my brother when I have nothing to do."

When Lei Fang heard her words, her eyes flashed inexplicably. "This way, hey, you just think too much, Tatsumi will be fine, don't worry, don't get tired of your body..."

"Well, I know, my aunt." Nanxun caught the look of her, and remembered her face when she woke up...

She thought about it for a moment and immediately had a guess.

She will be tied to the system because she died in a car accident, but after she experienced so many worlds, her memory of the car accident at the time was somewhat blurred.

Now I think of it, it is unexpectedly similar to the scene last night.

Zhong Jialei is a man with a brain. She will not ask her for a while. Although Zhou is not greedy, he does not seem to have the courage, but Lei Fang is different. She was born in a farmer and did not read many books. She usually has elegant ladies. Fan, but in fact she is more eager than the average person.

Although Lei Fang did not express hostility to her on the surface, she was very disgusted with her and her brother.

Therefore, if she wants her to die, it must be Lei Fang.

If it is her, it is even more difficult to find it. Lei Fang is awkward, but no brain.

Nanxun held Nan Chen's hand, and his mind had already turned around. Suddenly he felt the man's finger move slightly, and the whole person froze.

Lei Fang also noticed the strangeness and came together in surprise. "What happened? Was it awake?"

Nanxun suppressed the instigation in his heart, looked at his brother's thin face and shook his head.

Lei Fang apparently did not believe, and stared at Nan Chen’s careful look, but he did not have any movements, and there was no fluctuation in the EEG.

She stayed in the nursing home for half a minute before leaving.

Nanxun thought of the sullen expression when she left, and her heart was uneasy, so she went to Fuyu and wanted her to say something to the nursing home to help me pay attention to her brother's safety.

Fu Yu intends to be a matchmaker, excuses to say busy, let her contact Yuanxiao.

Nanxun is now a thin man, knowing that he can't be emotional, can't make fun of his brother's life, so she went to the next room.

Yuan Zhen seems to be planning to leave the sanatorium. The room has been cleaned up, and the luggage has been withdrawn, and he is obviously waiting for her.

"Yuan Lan, what do you want from me?" she asked seriously and directly.

Yuan Zhen came to her and squatted down slightly. Jun's face was very close. "You don't have to talk to me about conditions. You don't need my help, because no one can come in and hurt any patient here."

Because of his words, Nanxun did not react for a long time.

Before entering this door, she had already thought about it. Although she was very wrong, she still wanted to temporarily lower her posture and meet the martyrdom or humiliation of the Lantern Festival, but he said this.

It’s like she’s like a gentleman’s heart.

Yuan Zhen condensed her black and white eyes, and saw her not talking for a long time, half squinting and whispering, "Little rookie, everything I have, is shared with you."

Nanxun converges, looking at his slightly sliding throat, his heart is tight, feeling the heart is covered with a pair of hands.

——

In less than two days, Nanxun received the news from the dean that the nursing home had caught a man who had camouflaged in and tried to fight drugs in his brother’s infusion tube. The medicine was tested and it was able to silence people. Dead.

Nanxun felt terrified, but fortunately his brother had been taken care of.

She is not in a hurry to send people to prison.

During this time, she has been monitoring the situation of Zhong Jialei's family. He now knows that Zhou lawyers have misappropriated property. However, Zhou seems to hold some of his handles.

Zhong Jialei now dare not take Zhou lawyers, and the two can only cover each other now.

Therefore, it is impossible for Nanxun to get back the embezzled property through the shackles.

And he doesn't know the little tricks of Lei Fang right now. He is counting on the last set of properties in her name, which is the villa they live in now.

Also on this day, Zhong Jialei rarely called her and let her go back.

When I arrived at home in the evening, Wang Hao was ready for dinner. Only Lei Fang and Zhong Jialei were there.

The faces of the two are not very good, as if something serious happened.

Nanxun’s heart was bright, but he still asked the sentence, “Hey, is it happening?”

Zhong Jialei sighed and talked about the current situation of the Nanshi Group, all kinds of bad, urgent need for capital turnover and the like.

Nanxun pretended not to understand, nodded from time to time, and did not worry and worry.

Finally, Zhong Jialei was too lazy to bend her with her, and looked at her in a dilemma. "Oh, I have already mortgaged the house under my name. If I still can't raise the funds, I am afraid that it is going to be awkward." ...... Hey, now you can only help Nanshi..."

"So how can I help?" asked Nanxun.

Zhong Jialei and Lei Fang looked at each other and deliberately said that they were ambiguous. "Hey, we are thinking about mortgageting the house we live in now, so it’s good to wait for Nanshi to pass through this difficulty, but hey, the house is in your name... ..."

"Then mortgage it, I don't understand this, hey, you tell me how to do it." Nan Hao promised to be refreshed.

Zhong Jialei’s eyes sparkled with exquisite light, and he pretended to speak deeply. “Hey, this way, now the Nanshi Group is responsible for me, so you should transfer the house to me first. I am better at handling it. You don’t have to be so troublesome. Is it?"