law of receptivity

one hundred and nine

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President Liang succeeded in irritating that very violent cobra boy. He walked out of the office door, although his mind was still hanging, but at last he was a little more at ease.

Yan Ge is there, so is his heart.

After all, he has lived these 30 years, fell in love with this one, and almost polished his domineering temper, but it made him feel very worthwhile.

He unscrewed the door quietly, and the overhead light was not turned on in the ward, only a small dim desk lamp was left standing beside the bed, and the lampshade reflected a yellow halo of light.

The sound of the wind was blowing, Yan Ge leaned over the bed with the book, quickly looked away, blinked, and looked at Liang Ziqian who did not move.

Liang Ziqian came over, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to check his temperature, and asked. "Why don't you sleep? Is it cold?"

Yan Ge shook his head and returned to him. "It's not cold, what did Dean Shen say?"

"He told me to serve you well and not make you angry."

"...nonsense."

Liang Ziqian unbuttoned his collar, put his arms around him and leaned against the head of the bed together, saying. "Tomorrow, I'll call the lawyer to the hospital, and it will be over in a short while, without any effort."

Such a sudden sentence made Yan Ge a little confused, he raised his head to look at Liang Ziqian's face, and asked. "What are you calling a lawyer for?"

Liang Ziqian said. "The transfer of the property was signed."

"You..." Yan Ge didn't expect him to really do this.

Now that things have happened, he will not ask Liang Ziqian whether he is afraid or not, and whether he is worth it. He is not a hypocritical person. He can see how far Liang Ziqian is willing to do for him, so why bother to confirm it again and again. Make people panic.

Now that he has chosen his partner voluntarily, he will take what Liang Ziqian gave, and that is also the capital of his unwavering affection.

"You can settle everything in your family?" Liang Ziqian assumed the status of the major shareholder of the Guo Group, and it would not be easy for him to distribute assets to others as gifts.

Liang Ziqian was silent for a while, and let out a sigh of relief, no embarrassment could be seen on his face. "I'll take care of those, as long as you're happy."

...Looking like a foolish king who is determined to trade the country for a beautiful woman's smile.

***

With a [-]-hour time difference, it was already late at night in New York City, but the imperial capital, which was a few seas away, was still brightly sunny and the sky was high and the clouds were light.

Su Shangxi answered Liang Ziqian's transoceanic phone call before going to bed the day before, and then she was tired and didn't fall asleep again. She woke up four or five times a night, tossing and turning until it was dawn.

In the early morning, he was stroking the other half of the empty bed with wisps of the rising sun. The cotton sheets were cold, and the plain jacquard on the top was much stiffer, making it difficult to touch.

Such a sleepless night, since he returned to China, he has spent countless times.

Cao Sheng's grandfather went to Beijing for a physical examination from Ganxiu, and accidentally learned some "secret things" about his eldest grandson's private life. Looking for a lifetime, things are not so optimistic.

The old man of the Cao family had torn up the US emperor and fought in foreign aid wars, but he retired bravely when he was not in his sixtieth birthday, and lived a retirement life early. He is a very cunning but wise old man.

Although he has been away from the political arena for many years, his contacts and influence are still there. How Cao Sheng's father quickly came to power at the beginning, and how the Cao family became the number one in the real estate industry in the north and south of the river.

He supported his own family with one hand, and personally raised Cao Sheng, who was the grandson of Cao's parents, in the years when he retired. The weight of the word "grandpa" in Cao's heart is heavy, and it is obvious without expressing it.

Mrs. Cao now forbids his grandson to be with men anymore, forcing him to close the cabinet door and get married and have children honestly. To be honest, since I have known Cao Sheng for the past few years, it is not surprising that he is arrogant and unreasonable. , but I have never seen him in a dilemma, afraid to speak out, so embarrassed that he couldn't even say a word, and he didn't even come to him again...

Su Shangxi didn't understand the rules and guidelines of this kind of family, and didn't really want to understand.

It was not his original intention to take such a path at first, so Cao Shengsheng dragged him in and tied him by his side. God knows how long it took him to convince himself to give up struggling.

Now if Cao Sheng wants to go back on his word, then he has nothing to miss, it's just spending the same amount of time to get his life back on track.

***

Accompanying Yan Ge to lie on the single bed in the hospital for half a night, because of the medicine, Yan Ge slept soundly, and there was no sign of waking up until dawn, Liang Ziqian took his temperature, 37 degrees [-], lower than yesterday Not a lot.

He turned over and got out of bed quietly, covered the person with a quilt, put the calling bell by his hand, then took his coat and went downstairs, preparing to go home first.

There were not many cars going into the city by this road early in the morning, maybe it was too early, Liang Ziqian only took more than half of yesterday's time to drive back home without any hindrance.

When he entered the courtyard, the servant who cleaned the flowers and plants was standing on the steps of the house, placing potted plants. When he saw his car coming in, he clapped his hands quickly and called out to the door for Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang served Min Yu for breakfast in the dining room. Before a bowl of red bean-cooked Lantern Festival was put into the bowl, he heard the little servant at the door yelling loudly. To teach the child not to cry for mourning early in the morning, when he looked around, he saw his young master open the door and get off the car.

Min Yu came back last night. As soon as he got home, Uncle Zhang caught someone and asked him about it. He was relieved when he learned that Yan Ge was out of danger.

"It's just in time to be back, Young Master Biao is eating!" Uncle Zhang laughed, the wrinkles on his cheeks were obvious, the old man had a kind face, and his smile became more amiable.

He went up to get Liang Ziqian's car key, hung it on the entrance wall, and followed Liang Ziqian. "You said that Mr. Yan likes to eat sweet things. I asked them to grind the red bean boiled Lantern Festival without sugar, and mix it with autumn pear sauce, which is very good for the lungs!"

"Well, okay, let's serve a bowl later, and I'll bring it to him at noon!" Sure enough, people are refreshed on happy occasions, and their speech is more energetic than the previous day.

Liang Ziqian took off his coat and entered the restaurant. Min Yu stared at the computer at the side of the long table eating Yuanxiao, with two light blue circles under his eyes, and lazily raised his head and called him brother.

Liang Ziqian sat down, sipped a pot of fetal chrysanthemum Pu'er, watched from the sidelines, and glanced at Min Yu's screen.

"Don't do it," he said slowly while drinking his tea with his head down. "The reform plan submitted before has been approved, and now the government has full power to take over, so we don't need to take care of it."

"Ah..." Min Yu froze for a moment.

Liang Ziqian sized up his little cousin behind the thin white mist, thinking, this kid has been alert since he was a child, why does he seem to be getting more and more dull lately...

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