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Wei Qing rubbed the broken hair on his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep."

Yan Chuyang hummed, blinked and asked again: "What's the matter tomorrow, I can go with you, but you have to tell me, what should I do?"

Wei Qing lowered his hands and said in a solemn voice, "Anyway, it's a very important matter. Since you agreed, you must go with me tomorrow."

Yan Chuyang nodded: "Don't worry, I always keep my word."

Wei Qing hummed, "Close your eyes and go to sleep, I'm going downstairs."

Yan Chuyang closed his eyes.

The man turned and went out, turned off the light on the wall, and was about to close the door when he walked out.

Yan Chuyang called again suddenly: "Wei Qing?"

"Ok?"

"When you get up tomorrow, you won't change again, will you?"

The man's expression was startled: "What changed?"

Yan Chuyang said sullenly: "It won't change again, keep a cold face and don't speak, don't let me like you, don't let me kiss you?"

Hearing the boy's injured and dull tone, Wei Qing's heart ached, and he regretted wanting to slap himself.

He shouldn't vent his anxiety and panic on Yan Chuyang, he is so innocent, but when he was most confused, he chose to rely on someone who silently helped him.

Even if he likes himself as Song Huaiqi, it shouldn't be his fault.

"No." In the dark, the man said in a deep voice, "What happened today will never happen again. Even if you get angry and quarrel, you won't keep a cold face. You will always like and kiss me."

Will always love you and protect you.

Yan Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief, and his nerves, which had been tense all night, completely relaxed.

"Then I'm going to sleep." The boy closed his eyes, rubbed the quilt comfortably, and began to dream about Duke Zhou with peace of mind.

"Good night." Wei Qing closed the door softly, turned and went downstairs.

Wei Qing slept very restlessly.

All night, either dreaming or staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He wanted to go upstairs to watch Yan Chuyang, but he was afraid of disturbing his rest, so he could only toss and turn on the bed so restlessly.

Song Huaiqi, Song Huaiqi, Song Huaiqi.

These three words became an uncertain time bomb in his heart. He didn't know when the bomb would ignite, nor did he know the consequences after the bomb detonated. Everything was unknown, so he was in a state of panic.

Song Huaiqi likes Yan Chuyang, if in order to pursue Yan Chuyang, he tells the deeds of his silent donation and help in the past few years, and then says a few sentimental words to Yan Chuyang...

Yan Chuyang is the most soft-hearted and nostalgic. If others give him encouragement, he will keep it in his heart and think of repaying it. Song Huaiqi has helped him so much, and in those few years, he has always regarded Song Huaiqi as the person he relies on most.

If Song Huaiqi's brain suddenly opens up one day, and he remembers to take advantage of Yan Chuyang's grateful temperament, invite him out, talk about the matter, and the two of them will have a "reminiscence killing" of meeting each other late, and then confide in each other's heartfelt heart for many years ...

The man's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Bang." Wei Qing suddenly stood up from the bed, went directly to the safe in the corner of the bedroom, pressed a series of numbers familiarly, and opened the safe.

The top floor of the safe was empty, except for two glowing red marriage certificates lying in the dark.

The man took out the marriage certificate, grabbed a lighter from the table, stood up without hesitation, walked to the French window, turned on the lighter, and burned the two marriage certificates wrapped in hard paper.

Blue flames danced on the paper, first faintly, then gradually brightened, scorching the eyes in the dark.

Wei Qing threw the last bit of burning ashes into the trash can, looking at the black ashes in the trash can, his heart was slightly relieved.

Without a marriage certificate, he wants to see how Yan Chuyang can divorce him.

After tossing and turning all night, Wei Qing didn't fall asleep until around four o'clock in the morning.

He had just slept for two hours when he was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.

The man frowned slightly, raised his arm and looked at the time. It was already six o'clock, and he should get up to make breakfast for Yan Chuyang.

Thinking of this, Wei Qing lifted the quilt and straightened up.

The phone was still ringing persistently.

The man stretched his arms and brought the phone to his ear.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Wei? I'm Song Huaiqi."

Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat, he straightened his back suddenly, and said coldly with an ugly face: "I disturbed my sleep early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Song Huaiqi frowned. He didn't expect Wei Qing's tone to be so harsh. He used to cover it up politely, but now he doesn't even cover it up?

Song Huaiqi coughed lightly twice and said: "I sent a short message to Chuyang just now, but he didn't reply, so I just wanted to call you and ask you to convey the message to Chuyang for me."

Wei Qing's face froze: "What's the matter?"

"I'm going on a business trip to Japan. Chuyang has been telling me that he wants a limited edition hand-painted manga manuscript by a master in Japan. I want to invite him out for a sit down. One is to say goodbye, and the other is to ask him if there is anything else he needs. brought by Japan."

"He doesn't have time." Wei Qing said without hesitation.

"Just come out and sit for a while, half an hour will do."

"Don't you understand?" Wei Qing said impatiently, "My daughter-in-law is very busy. He has to go to school, paint, and stay with me at home every day. He doesn't have time to meet people who are not related. Mr. Song, please You stop asking him out every now and then."

Song Huaiqi's forehead twitched: "If you really don't have time, then you can call Chuyang, and I'll have a few words with him."

"He's not with me."

Song Huaiqi's tone suddenly brightened: "Aren't you two sleeping in the same room?"

Wei Qing's eyes flashed darkly, and he sneered: "What are you thinking, we have been married for more than four months, how could we not sleep together, let me tell you this, if our Chuyang is a girl, at this time I'm afraid that the child will be born to me."

Song Huaiqi's face was grim: "Wei Qing, why are you talking like a hooligan now?"

The man snorted: "Mr. Song is a gentleman, isn't he? You call a married man every day, don't you understand? Our family, Chuyang, is already married to me. I hope you can pay attention to melon fields and plums. Avoid suspicion. I should have told you, if you dare to entangle him again, I don't rule out that I will become a competitor in the business field with you. "

Song Huaiqi's heart shuddered, and he fell silent for a moment.

No one can remain indifferent to this kind of threat. Everyone in Song City does not know Wei Qing's strength. Being a rival in the business field with a person whose strength is far beyond his own is always a business that will only suffer, not take advantage.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Wei Qing frowned slightly, and said coldly: "I'll hang up first, the banquet is not up yet in Chuyang, I still have to help him dress, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, before Song Huaiqi could react, he hung up the phone.

Wei Qing hurriedly put on his shoes and went upstairs, he wanted to wake Yan Chuyang up.

But when he opened the door of the bedroom upstairs, he was stunned. The bed was empty, and the quilt was neatly folded aside. How could there be anyone else?

Wei Qing stood by the bed for a while, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered Song Huaiqi's words.

"I sent Chuyang a short message, but he didn't reply."

short message?What happened?Did you let Yan Chuyang out?

The man's eyebrows twitched, he turned around abruptly and strode downstairs.

The living room was also empty, and there was no one there. When she went downstairs, Aunt Wang, who was cleaning at work, suddenly came out of the kitchen. Seeing Wei Qing going downstairs, she raised her head and smiled and shouted:

"Mr. Wei, good morning."

Wei Qing hurriedly nodded his head and said "Morning", strode to the living room, patrolled around on the sofa, did not see Yan Chuyang, turned around to look at Aunt Wang, and blurted out:

"Have you seen Mrs.?"

Aunt Wang's face froze, and she hesitated for a while before saying: "Husband... madam?"

When did the Wei family have an extra wife?

Wei Qing frowned anxiously: "Yan Chuyang! Have you seen Yan Chuyang?"

"Eh..." Aunt Wang regained her senses and shook her head, "No, I came here at 06:30, and I haven't seen Mr. Yan since then."

Wei Qing frowned.

Didn't see you at 06:30?In other words, Yan Chuyang went out before 06:30?

Where has he been so early in the morning?Could it be that after seeing Song Huaiqi's text message, he got up and went to see him?

Wei Qing's pupils shrank, he clenched his fists and turned around to walk out.

But as soon as he opened the living room door, he bumped into a boy in a white sportswear with a refreshing and heroic face.

Yan Chuyang stared blankly at the gloomy and menacing person approaching him, frowned and said, "What are you doing so early?"

Wei Qing's expression froze, and he couldn't help but leaned in front of the boy and grabbed his wrist and growled uncontrollably: "You know it's early! What are you doing so early in the morning?!"

Yan Chuyang shrank his neck back from his yelling. After recovering, he looked up aggrievedly and shouted: "What can I do? Didn't you tell me to run every morning? I'm going for a run!"