Transmigrating into the Villain’s Sickly Childhood Friend

nd Qiao Wen, Chen Jianan went through dozens of clinics and almost turned the walled city upside down.
Finally, he saw Qin Yunfei, but only to be stopped by the other party and refused to let him in.
He didn’t care whether he was hiding himself or not; he was going to fight in.

Hearing Qiao Wen’s voice at the moment, he immediately regained his senses.
The fist he threw out turned around halfway and passed the side of Qin Yunfei’s face.
The whole person, along with the wooden stick in his hand, fell to the ground, rolled two meters away in the dark corridor like a mud loach rolling.

Although the movements were not very graceful and even be called a mess.
At first glance, he seemed to be in the same line as Wang Baquan, but he avoided the stick, and showed his strength far apart from the opponent.

Qin Yunfei threw his stick away, turned his head to Qiao Wen who was coming from the house, and smiled: “Awen, are you awake? How do you feel?”

The tone couldn’t be anymore softer, that Qiao Wen almost shuddered.
He went over to Chen Jianan and made sure he was okay, only then he secretly relieved, and replied: “I’m okay, Brother Fei.”

“Xiao Qiao!” Chen Jianan rolled up from the ground and stumbled to him, grabbed his thin arms, and asked anxiously, “Are you okay?”

His hands were so powerful, his iron-like grip made Qiao Wen in pain, while inhaling he said: “Brother Nan…Brother Nan…I’m fine!”

Only then Chen Jianan realized ‌he was holding him too strong, and hurriedly let go.
Through the bean-sized light coming from the room, he looked at him up and down.
His face was pale but apart from that he was in good condition, his dress was still intact and didn’t look like bullied, only then did he feel relieved.

Qiao Wen turned his head to Fei: “Brother Fei, thank you for sending me to the clinic.
I haven’t gotten home so late.
My grandma must be anxious.
I will go back with Brother Nan first.
I will thank you again later.”

Qin Yunfei leaned against the door with arms folded, and asked with a smile, “How are you going to thank me?”

Qiao Wen hasn’t answered yet.
Chen Jianan hurriedly said with a red and white face: “Brother Fei, you call me.
As long as I can be used, I will never say anything.”

From start to finish Qin Yunfei was looking at Qiao Wen and when he was about to say no, he suddenly thought of something.
He smiled and stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder: “Okay, pretty boy Nan, this is what you said.
I really have some work on my hands and I have to find someone to help.”

Chen Jianan: “You can say what you want me to do.”

Qin Yunfei: “There is no hurry.
We’ll talk later.” After saying that, he put his hand on Qiao Wen’s thin shoulders, rubbing his fingers ambiguously, and smiled meaningfully.
“Awen, take good care of your body, and Brother Fei will see you again.”

Qiao Wen tried his best to hold back the revulsion of being touched, and didn’t get rid of his hand.
He curled his lips and smiled, “Thank you Brother Fei.”

After that Qin Yunfei left first, Chen Jianan helped Qiao Wen, and they sauntered through the dark corridor and headed downstairs.

“Xiao Qiao, did he do anything to you?”

Qiao Wen shook his head: “No, don’t worry about it.
I am from a walled city.
No matter how extraordinary he does things, he can’t just violate the rules of Hexing Society.”

Chen Jianan said angrily: “It's all the fault of the four-eyed boy.
How dare he give you to someone he doesn’t know? Tomorrow I have to beat him up.”

Qiao Wen laughed: “Brother Nan, don’t blame Zihui? He doesn’t know who Qin Yunfei is?”

“I don’t care.
I must beat him up tomorrow morning.”