"Jiajia, is that your stepmother?"

Qin Jiazhe's temples jumped a few times, "...If you call me one more time...I will strangle you to death."

"Are you shy?" Zhao Xuan seemed to love to laugh, with careless smiles, half-smiling smiles with other meanings, and a flirtatious and invisible smile.

The veins on the back of Qin Jiazhe's hands popped out, and he wanted to drop his chopsticks and leave, but Zhao Xuan reacted faster. After all, Qin Jiazhe needed both hands to control the wheelchair, and he only needed one hand to grab Qin Jiazhe's slender, cold white wrist.

Zhao Xuan himself was stunned by this grab. On a not-so-cold March day, Qin Jiazhe was wearing a suit with a shirt underneath, but the temperature at his wrists was unusually cold.

The back of his hand that he accidentally touched at the same time was... as cold as the snow falling in June, and it was so cold that it penetrated Zhao Xuan's heart.

He had never seen a man's hands be so cold, as if... he was touching a living dead.

"Eat first, I won't talk anymore."

Qin Jiazhe turned his head and stared at Zhao Xuan unblinkingly, as if questioning the credibility of his words.

"I'm serious. No matter how angry you are, don't fight your body. The stomach pain can be quite fatal." Zhao Xuan became serious, those beautiful eyes can suck people in.

Qin Jiazhe looked away, trying his best to cover up the ripples in his heart at this moment, quickly shook off Zhao Xuan's hand, and quietly rubbed his right wrist a few times with his fingers, trying to erase the warmth left by Zhao Xuan on it...

Zhao Xuan has always subconsciously regarded the person in front of him as his mortal enemy, but he has forgotten that the other person is Qin Jiazhe who has lived in this world for more than 20 years.

No matter what he went through, it was probably not pleasant.

The Qin family's affairs were once well-known in the circle, and there was even news about them on the Internet. Zhao Xuan thought he might search for it when he went back.

However, before he got home, he received a call from the landlord. The content of the call could be summarized in one sentence - the rent of the house needs to be increased, otherwise I will not rent it.

Zhao Xuan was once a powerful figure in the three realms. Although his temper has been tempered in recent years, it was only on the surface. With such a despicable method, he simply gave a cold reply and said, "Okay."

Feeling happy for a moment, Zhao Xuan hung up the phone and said, "..." I have the money, but I still have to move my things out and find a temporary place to live. It's a bit troublesome so late.

Zhao Xuan, who found it troublesome, quickly set his sights on Qin Jiazhe next to him.

Zhao Xuan is an otaku. If nothing happens, he can stay away from the underworld for hundreds of years. The characteristic of an otaku is that he hates trouble the most.

Most of Qin Jiazhe's beautiful face is hidden in the darkness, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

He seemed to have the ability to read minds. He opened his thin lips and said ruthlessly, "Don't look at me, I won't take you in."

Zhao Xuan blinked and raised his eyebrows lightly. His good-looking appearance was brought to its fullest at this time, as if it had its own radiance.

"Why?"

Qin Jiazhe, "...There is no reason."

"I know how to cook, massage, heal, and chat with people. Why don't you really think about it?" Zhao Xuan promoted himself seriously.

Well, he has always felt that he is almighty, capable of bending and stretching, and has the temperament to achieve great things.

Qin Jiazhe, "..." is obviously shameless.

Zhao Xuan noticed that something seemed wrong with Qin Jiazhe's cold white complexion, and frowned slightly, "Does your stomach hurt?"

Qin Jiazhe pursed his lips, thinking that his stomach hurt from anger.

Zhao Xuan continued to be tempting, "I can make medicated diet, and I will ensure that your stomach is well adjusted. As long as I am here, you will not die in even 20 years, not to mention ten years."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Jiazhe's fingers on his lap moved slightly.

Zhao Xuan noticed this detail and curled his lips calmly, "Although I don't know what happened to you before, and I don't know what kind of grudges the Qin family has, but I think you don't want yours either. Stepmother, they are too arrogant, if you cure the disease, they will probably be angry to death if you stand up!"

This was obviously on point. Qin Jiazhe clenched his fists with both hands, which showed that he was not at peace now.

Even if he could endure it and looked down upon life and death, he... still wanted to stand up after all.

Even if it's just to stand up for a day...

Qin Jiazhe lowered his eyes and looked at his weak legs, and then said after a while, "...You treat my illness. If you are cured, I will give you all the resources and scripts. If you can't be cured, get out immediately."

Zhao Xuan curled his lips and made an OK gesture, "No problem!"

...

In this way, Zhao Xuan packed his things and entered Qin Jiazhe's villa. Compared to the Qin family, there were several servants and there were security guards outside the villa.

The place where Qin Jiazhe lives is actually not small, but he never likes too many people. Except for an aunt who cooks and cleans, everyone else is outside with bodyguards.

Fang Wu was called in only when necessary.

The whole villa smelled of death, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Do you live on the first floor or the second floor?" Zhao Xuan pulled his suitcase and walked into the hall easily. After looking around, his eyes fell on Qin Jiazhe's face and asked.

Qin Jiazhe sneered, "Guest room, where else do you want to stay if I don't let you?"

Zhao Xuan curled his lips and said in a long voice that was not afraid of death, "Of course I'm going to stop you..." His eyes and tone with unclear meaning could make anyone's heart tremble after looking at him.

Take your room.

Qin Jiazhe's eyelids trembled slightly, his fingers clenched the armrests of his wheelchair, and his veins popped out.

"Next door." Zhao Xuan added slowly after having enough of Qin Jiazhe's gloomy expression.

Qin Jiazhe's eyes became colder, and he felt a little unspeakably anxious, "Oh, I'm dreaming."

Zhao Xuan was already used to Qin Jiazhe's rejection, and his smile did not change.

But he didn't know that Qin Jiazhe felt even more annoyed when he saw his careless smile.

Qin Jiazhe was so angry that his stomach pain became even worse. Zhao Xuan sighed helplessly when he saw that his face had changed, his lips were pale and bloodless, and his hands were tightly clenching the armrests of his wheelchair.

Although they were sworn enemies, he really never thought that one day his sworn enemies would fall to this level.

Who is Chu Ge?

That was the way of heaven, with unrivaled splendor, and no one could compare to him in red clothes. Now comparing it, it is really unspeakably miserable.

"You stay on the first floor, Fang Wu will find a room for him." He was obviously feeling very uncomfortable, but he still managed to make arrangements as if nothing had happened.

Fang Wu, "...Okay, Master."

Zhao Xuan pushed the suitcase forward, turned to Liu's mother who was cleaning next to her, and said, "Auntie, please cook me a bowl of noodles. I'm hungry."

It was rare for Mother Liu to see such a smiling and energetic young man, so she subconsciously nodded in agreement.

Qin Jiazhe saw Zhao Xuan smiling so brightly, and an unknown fire arose in his heart. He gritted his teeth in pain and said, "Push me upstairs."

The villa has an elevator specially set up for Qin Jiazhe to make it easier for him to go up and down the stairs by himself.

Young Master Qin, who is now holding back his anger, just wants to be out of sight and out of mind!

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