Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Han Bing bit his lips, remembering the scene when Shunzi was interrupted by Aunt Wu when he tried to kiss her that day.

"It took me a while to investigate the ins and outs of this matter, but fortunately it's not that complicated." Shen Xuan crossed his hands and five fingers together, a huge confidence burst out from his body.

"Then you turned around and left, which made me flustered." Han Bing sighed slightly, completely relaxed, and sat on the soft leather sofa next to the desk.

Han Bing suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "So, you also know about that?"

"You mean about Sunja's stomach cancer?"

"That's right." Han Bing's heart tightened slightly.

"Understood." Shen Xuan suddenly seemed to be much older, and his eyes became cloudy: "I am an irresponsible father, I just found out about this."

It is not easy to find out what is going on between Han Bing and Shunzi, and the biggest "windfall" is undoubtedly that Shunzi has fallen ill.

As a father, Shen Xuan, although he usually ignored Shunzi, but when this kind of thing really happened, the kind of psychological pain was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Han Bing bit his lip, being with Shen Xuan for so long, of course he could feel the torment his heart was going through.

"He told you the story of that painting?" Shen Xuan said suddenly, "It's the one in your bag."

"Yes." Han Bing was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that Shunzi's painting was still in his bag, so Shen Xuan knew everything about it.

"I was in a bad mood at that time, that's why I said that hurtful thing." Shen Xuan sat on the office chair, his slightly chubby body made him look more masculine.

"But afterwards, I invited the most famous painter in Xinxiang City to tutor him, 8000 yuan an hour." Shen Xuan said with a smile: "Forgive me for using money to measure feelings."

Han Bing nodded, expressing that he didn't care.If Shen Xuan loves someone, he will definitely give him the best things.

"But Shunzi has lost interest in painting. No matter what the painter taught him, he just broke the brushes one by one and let him go." Shen Xuan sighed and looked up at the ceiling, as if unwilling to recall those things. past.