I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Chen Chuan suddenly realized that no wonder Wanwan was clumsy sometimes. It turned out that her mother was like this. Without confirming the identity of the other party, just saying "Mr. Tang" or something like that would create a problem for her daughter. Don't second guess who he is "Mr. Shen"...

Wanwan's mother saw Chen Chuan stop and seemed to realize that she had guessed wrong, so she corrected her: "Oh, then you are not Mr. Tang, but Mr. Shen?"

"Heh..." Chen Chuan laughed out loud, "Guess again?"

Wanwan's mother also smiled: "No more guessing, my daughter only mentioned those two people to me, saying that they were her previous bosses who took good care of her. Seeing that you have a good temperament, I guess you are one of those two people. One of the individuals.”

With that said, Wanwan's mother raised her eyes and looked outside the hospital.

A white Ferrari parked outside the courtyard. Although she couldn't name the Ferrari brand, she knew from the streamlined and low-slung shape of the car that it was a luxury car and not cheap.

The Mr. Tang that Wanwan's mother is talking about should be referring to Tang Ziyan in Rongcheng.

That Mr. Shen should be Shen Zhongcheng from Yucheng.

These are the bosses of two LOL teams. Wanwan has worked in two places.

"She hasn't told you about a person named Chen?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Chen..." Wanwan's mother shook her head, "I haven't mentioned it before, so don't be angry. My daughter doesn't tell her mother everything. What she can tell must be people who are not important to her. .The most important one must be hidden deep in my heart."

Chen Chuan stood there and pondered, then raised his eyes to look at the boy beside him. [Health Detection] is activated and the boy’s information is seen:

Name: Qingxuan

Age: 20

Health: Excellent·Acquired Language Impairment

Evaluation: The system gave the boy an appearance score of 98, making him the most handsome man in Chengdu. It's a pity that he is shy by nature, introverted, and not good at words.

Chen Chuan understood clearly that this boy should be Wanwan's biological brother. His facial features seemed harmonious and delicate, and his temperament was outstanding. The appearance score of 98 points is also quite high. It seems to be even higher than when he was in college. Chen Chuan rated himself as 95 points in college. Of course, this is his own evaluation and has not been certified by the system. Because there was no system at that time. As for his own judging criteria, there are many aspects, including the "first experience" with He Jinglan in an Internet cafe private room. The kind of beautiful woman who is willing to be fucked by him... This shows that he is naturally attractive.

After a brief absence, Chen Chuan looked at Wanwan's mother in front of him again.

[Health Detector] Start:

Name: Fanmengyao

Age: 41

Core score: 95

Health: Excellent, no hidden diseases

Evaluation: The system gave this woman a beauty score of 95, making her the most beautiful woman between the ages of 40 and 50 in the county. Her husband died unexpectedly 5 years ago and she has been a widow for 5 years.

"Aunt Fan, I suddenly remembered that something happened, so I have to leave first." Chen Chuan said.

Wanwan's mother's face froze when she heard this, and her hands shook. She originally held a plate in her hand, but because of her shaking hands, the plate "clicked" and was broken into several pieces by her hands. Some pieces fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Chen Chuan was also startled by her reaction, "Are you okay?"

Wanwan's mother's hand was cut sharply by the slag from the porcelain bowl, and bright red blood burst out from her white fingers, dripping down to the ground.

"Mom, Mom... you, your hands..." Qing Xuan suddenly panicked and stuttered in shock.

"Hiss, it hurts so much, it hurts me to death..." Wanwan's mother frowned slightly, her face instantly turned pale, and she looked at her bleeding hands.

In fact, it was not because of her strong hands, but because the porcelain plate originally had cracks on it, but she had broken it open in her excitement just now. As for why she was excited, it was because she heard the words "Aunt Fan". You know, she has not used the surname "Fan" for many years. The household registration book always says "Lin Mengyao", without "Fan" . To be precise, after her husband's death, she never used the surname "Fan" again. Because the word "Brahma" in the religion contains a peaceful and profound artistic conception, she went to have her fortune told, and the fortune teller asked her to change her surname. She also told her daughter's fortune, and her daughter's fate was even worse.

For the sake of her daughter, she also changed her surname.

The cut on his finger was more serious than it looked, and blood flowed non-stop, instantly staining the ground red.

Seeing this, Chen Chuan hurried over to help. He stepped close to Wanwan's mother, grabbed her wrist, held it tightly, and said to the boy, "Where is your hemostatic medicine? Go get it!"

"Stop, stop, stop... no, no..." The boy stuttered more seriously and was completely at a loss.

"Go and buy it quickly, or go to a neighbor's house to borrow hemostatic medicine." Chen Chuan ordered.

"Okay!" The boy turned around and ran out.

Chen Chuan had not learned the relevant knowledge of emergency treatment of bleeding wounds, so he just instinctively held Wanwan's mother's wrist.

Wanwan's mother's face turned even paler. On the one hand, the wound on her finger hurt. On the other hand, her slender wrist was tightly grasped by Chen Chuan's big hand, as if it was clamped by iron pliers. The bursts of pain made her gently He hummed, clamped his legs gently, and muttered softly, "Hiss, hiss, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts... You, please be gentle, be gentle..."

"Aunt Fan, what should we do now? Do you know how to deal with bleeding wounds?" Chen Chuan asked.

Wanwan's mother shook her head: "I only know to clean the wound, then apply hemostatic medicine and tie it with a bandage. Help me go to the well water and rinse it."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "The well water may contain bacteria. Your wound is quite deep, so don't get infected."

"Then, what should I do? Hey, please be gentle... it hurts my wrist when you pinch it." Wanwan's mother said angrily.

Chen Chuan looked at her bleeding fingers, lowered his head, opened his mouth, and took her fingers into his mouth.

"Hey, hey, ah... you, you, stop, stop sucking..." Wanwan's mother obviously didn't expect that the handsome guy in front of her, who seemed to be less than 20 years old and had an otherworldly temperament, would lower his head without saying a word. Give her... She was so shocked that her mind went blank for a moment, and she hurriedly shouted to stop her, "Stop, what are you doing... are you a vampire?"

Chen Chuan didn't have any other ideas. He just thought that since his body had been tempered by so many elixirs and fruits, his mouth and everywhere should be sterile, and even have some special effects, such as stopping bleeding. maybe.

Chen Chuan was sucking seriously, and when he heard her say "You are a vampire," he couldn't help but laugh out loud. He stopped, spit out the blood in his mouth, and said, "What vampire, you are so childish..."

"Stop sucking. I'm losing a lot of blood to begin with. If you do this, will you cause me to lose too much blood?" Wanwan's mother said.

"It's okay, I know it." Chen Chuan said, lowered his head again, opened his mouth and took her finger in his mouth.

Wanwan's mother immediately pushed Chen Chuan's forehead with her other hand and pushed it away hard: "Don't, don't, don't suck...ah, hiss...you..."

She is obviously not as strong as Chen Chuan. The temperature and humidity between her fingers, and the touch of her tongue, made her dizzy. She couldn't tell whether it was due to excessive blood loss or what. She felt her legs tremble slightly, bit her lip lightly, and stared at the handsome guy in front of her with slightly angry eyes.

The severe dizziness made her unsteady, her body swayed and she almost fell down.

Chen Chuan supported her and held her softly in his arms. He simply picked her up and carried her into the room to put her on the bed.

"Don't be like this..." Fan Mengyao pushed Chen Chuan away with her palm.

Chen Chuan said: "Believe me, if I give you a lick, it might stop the bleeding."

"I don't believe it, there are so many bacteria in my mouth." Fan Mengyao said.

Chen Chuan didn't respond. That was just a normal person, but he was different. To use an exaggeration, he is full of treasures.

Fan Mengyao continued: "Quickly relax...it's bloody, don't dirty your mouth..."

Chen Chuan let go and spat out the blood in his mouth into the trash can on the ground, saying, "I won't swallow it."

"Then why are you still holding me when you let me down..." Fan Mengyao said softly.

"Oh, I was afraid you would faint just now." Chen Chuan said, "Your hands are so strong, can you break open the plate?"

"The plate originally had cracks. I was nervous for a moment and broke it with force." Fan Mengyao said.

"Oh, why are you so nervous?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Because..." Fan Mengyao looked at the handsome guy in front of her and wanted to ask directly, "How do you know my surname is Fan?"

However, when the words came to my lips, I couldn't ask. Or rather, I dare not ask.

Because this is really weird. Unless there is a possibility, that is, the man in front of her is very powerful and has already investigated her details and investigated her thoroughly. Know her surname. After thinking this, she felt a little relieved, so she didn't want to ask further questions, but changed the subject and asked, "It seems that your surname is neither Tang nor Shen. What is your surname? I don't know your name yet."

"Chen Chuan, Erdong Chen, the river of mountains and rivers." Chen Chuan said.

"Oh, Chen Chuan, who can bring up Chen Qiao's old dream? How can I hear the old people crying in the river, only to see the cuckoo singing and waking up from my dream, and the handsome man leaning on the willow with his sleeves fluttering." Fan Mengyao said with a smile.

Chen Chuan listened to her casually reciting four lines of poetry, which he had never heard before. He asked out of curiosity: "Which poet from which dynasty and generation is Auntie reading?"

Fan Mengyao covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's not a masterpiece, it was compiled by a little girl."

"Is it appropriate to call myself a little girl...?" Chen Chuan asked with a smile.

"What's inappropriate? You're neither big nor small. You just put your finger in my mouth and carried me here. I call myself a little girl, but it's reasonable." Fan Mengyao said.

Chen Chuan nodded and repeated the four sentences:

Who can provoke Chen Qiao’s old dream?

Where can I hear old people crying in the river?

I woke up from my dream when I saw the cuckoo singing.

The handsome man flutters his sleeves and leans against the willow tree.

Suddenly I realized that it was still an acrostic poem, and the first word of each sentence combined was "Chen Chuan Talent".

As for the meaning of the poem, there is nothing profound about it. Even the literal meaning makes sense.

The two of them stopped talking.

The atmosphere was suddenly silent.

The room was very quiet.

This is the room in the small courtyard, or to be precise, it is the bedroom where Fan Mengyao lives. It is clean and tidy, but there are not many furnitures and it is quite simple. But the atmosphere of the whole room is soothing.

"It hurts, and the finger is still bleeding. Why hasn't Xuanxuan come back with the medicine? If it's any later, he will lose his lovely mother." Fan Mengyao said.

Chen Chuan smiled and said: "So I think it's better for me to continue to hold it in your mouth. I think my saliva can stop the bleeding."

"No, no... really no, don't dirty your pretty lips." Fan Mengyao said softly, "Go and get a basin of warm water for Auntie. There is a thermos bottle on the ground, add a little salt."

"Do you want to make your own saline? I don't know how. There is a proportion." Chen Chuan said, lowered his head and continued to suck her.

Fan Mengyao pushed but did not push away.

"Did you and Wanwan really get the certificate, or were you lying?" Fan Mengyao suddenly asked, "If you really got the certificate, you have to call me mom, and then you have to listen to me. Now I am the mother-in-law. , let you relax. Hey, do you listen?"

Chen Chuan didn't wait for an answer.

There were rapid footsteps in the courtyard.

"Stop, stop, stop...hemostatic medicine, medicine, here it comes!"

Qing Xuan ran in from outside the courtyard gate, carrying a small medicine box in her hand. He ran to the bedroom door and saw her mother's finger being held in her mouth by her "brother-in-law" on the bedroom bed, and he was stunned. But he didn't think much about it and said hurriedly, "Here, there is physiological saline in this medicine box to flush, flush..."

Chen Chuan immediately let go and stood up.

Qingxuan took the medicine box, opened it, took out a bottle of physiological saline and anti-hemorrhage medicine, and rinsed and applied it to his mother with a concerned look on his face. This handsome little boy lowered his head and bandaged his mother carefully.

Fan Mengyao raised her head and glared at Chen Chuan again, her eyes full of anger and anger, and asked: "Chen Chuan, I ask you, you haven't answered yet? Have you and Wanwan really received the certificate? If it is true, Then you are miserable. I know my daughter best. Apart from being good-looking, she is nothing else. She doesn’t know how to wash, cook, or make money. She has no skills. She even has trouble taking care of herself. She is stupid. If she can’t take care of herself, how can she take care of her husband?”

Chen Chuan did not answer immediately. He went to the courtyard first, poured water from the well, rinsed his mouth, and then returned to the bedroom.

Chen Chuan looked at the layout of the bedroom and looked around. It could be seen that her family's family conditions were indeed not good.

Chen Chuan asked: "If I have a lot of money and can be a nanny instead of your daughter doing that, would you be willing to betroth your daughter to me?"

Fan Mengyao frowned and looked at Chen Chuan, seeming to be thinking seriously. She said slowly: "A handsome man and a beautiful woman are a good match, but I say frankly, I think you... have such good conditions, how can you only love one person? My daughter and I If I leave you, I'm afraid there will be a lot of sad times. I would rather she find a simple one..."

"Simple...meaning, you only love her?" Chen Chuan asked.

Fan Mengyao nodded, and suddenly chuckled: "Do you feel nauseous talking to you young people about this kind of love and love? Do you think Auntie talks too much?"

"No, Auntie is really kind. That's a good point." Chen Chuan said, "Then I'm leaving. As you said, I can't give you what you expect. I didn't get the certificate with Wanwan either. It was really a joke."

"Hey, don't leave!" Fan Mengyao said immediately, "Don't leave without even seeing Wanwan just because I'm an old woman."

"I just came to see what that silly girl's home is like. Now that I have seen it, I know that she grew up in a warm little nest, with a handsome brother and a beautiful and lovely mother. After reading this, it's time to Let’s go.” Chen Chuan said.

Just saying.

Suddenly there was a roar outside the hospital.

A black Maybach sedan was parked outside the yard.

From this bedroom, you can just see the outside.

The car door opened, and the passenger door opened. A young and beautiful woman got out, wearing a cool light-colored T-shirt and relatively short hot pants. It was Wanwan.

The driver's door opened, and a young man with a handsome face and a tall figure came out.

Chen Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he knew this young man.

Fan Mengyao looked outside the courtyard and said in surprise: "Xuanxuan, didn't your sister go to pick vegetables? Why did you bring someone back?"

"I, I, I, I don't know either." Qing Xuan also saw it.

Fan Mengyao immediately looked at Chen Chuan and said softly: "Chen Chuan, no matter who that girl brings back, don't be angry. Let's ask what's going on first, okay?"

Her tone is young and soft, like an emotional female anchor on a midnight radio station.

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