Another Man
Editor: TheSloth
Cheng Yiran was moved into the high-end ward. In the evening, Zhong Luochen came to the hospital silently, and the bodyguards of his company dared not to stop him.
Cheng Yun said to Zhong, "The doctor said he'll wake up in two days. Not sure. Alas, how could this guy go drag racing! Why do these stars like drag racing! But fortunately it's not drunk driving!"
"I gave him the car." Zhong Luochen said indifferently.
Cheng Yun…the No.1 follower slapped his face awkwardly and took one step back, "The media may know that, I'm going to handle it."
"Wait, what's that?" Zhong Luochen asked as pointing at a bag on the ward's sofa—Cheng Yiran's bag for carrying the guitar.
Cheng Yun answered with no concern, "Oh, it's Cheng Yiran's guitar that goes with him everywhere. It's weird, the car has been out of shape, but it isn't broken at all. Seems like it has a longer life than the sports car."