he is my brother

Jiang Yuming is not a "stalker" person.

Wasn't.

Now I can't drive away.

I was lying on the bed, my abdominal injury was still throbbing, it was really painful, and every breath felt like a needle prick, because my injury had delayed too many things.

For example, Jiang Yuming's contract, the public opinion in chaos, Jiang Huai'an urgently blocked the news of the family, and Jiang Yuming's rebirth.

Although my first reaction was bullshit, he said it like it was real.

I thought of those numbers, and asked Jiang Yuming who was sitting by the bed: "Has Cheng Li gone abroad?"

Jiang Yuming stared at me blankly, then shook his head blankly: "No."

He moved a small table and sat cross-legged on the small rug, taking care of me while arranging the materials sent by Meng Yiliu. The greenness between his brows had long since faded away, replaced by a calm and indifferent demeanor.

He's grown up, like an adult, more if not in a big yellow duck sweater.

I couldn't bear to look directly at his sweater: "Why don't you wear a shirt?"

"It's uncomfortable to sit on." He twisted his body and stretched again. The big yellow duck sweater was pulled up, revealing half of his delicate, white and lean waist. "Finally half done."

I didn't expect Jiang Huaian's aesthetics to be so naive, the silly duck on his sweater is really stupid enough.

He looked down at the big yellow duck in confusion, then at me, and smiled: "It's so cute, Sister Yuwei gave it to me."

"Xie Yuwei?" I frowned, "Didn't I ask you to terminate the contract with Tantu?"

"I didn't sign it." He tried his best to pretend not to care, "I like acting."

"You don't like it." I propped up my upper body and leaned against the head of the bed, "For you, being an actor is to make money." I paused, and then said, "Make money, stay away from me, stay away from the Jiang family, right?"

I am such a person, cruel and absolutely unreasonable, I spit out the knife I swallowed at the beginning, and I owe nothing to each other, which probably means this.

He closed the folder with a flat face and an invulnerable look: "No matter how much you provoke me, I will not sign. You can't drive me away, brother."

"..." I rubbed my temples, feeling a little idle, Tantu's documents were not handed over to me, and my phone was not allowed to touch me. I closed my eyes, and the beast named irritability kept bumping against the railing.

To put it simply, I want to find trouble for nothing.

"Jiang Yuming, get out." I suppressed my temper and said to him.

"Brother, don't be angry." His tone was soft, as if coaxing a disobedient child, he walked to my hospital bed, "Lie down first, half leaning will press the wound."

I waved his hand away: "You go out first, I don't want to see you."

His clear eyes dimmed slightly: "Lie down and I'll leave."

I propped myself up and lay down, staring at his back as he walked out.

I don't have to think about something, I just don't want to continue to hurt him, and I can't control my vicious language. When people are sick, their restraint will weaken, and I am right.

I needed documents to divert my attention. I stared at the ceiling with my eyes wide open. I lay there all day with a headache and abdominal pain, and I felt uncomfortable everywhere. This caused my temper to be several times worse than before.

"Master, why are you sitting at the door?" Uncle Lin's voice came.

"Brother wants to lie down alone for a while." Jiang Yuming's voice was very low, afraid of disturbing me.

"Then I won't go in, young master, you can bring the food in." Uncle Lin said.

"Okay." Jiang Yuming's shadow was reflected on the door glass.

He knocked on the door politely, and I half-closed my eyes and responded lazily: "Come in."

"Brother." He poked his head out, "It's time to eat."

"Bring it in." I calmed down boredly, and the unreasonable irritability came and went quickly, "Let's eat together."

He blinked in surprise, and his voice jumped a little: "Okay."

I looked at him, and suddenly felt that he was a little pitiful. He laughed and cried for a person's smile, just like a marionette, no different from me at the beginning.

I kind of understand Jiang Yuming in the past, people are always arrogant and self-satisfied, no one's favor is taken for granted, I just want Jiang Yuming to be good, but now he behaves like this, I don't know what Jiang Yuming wants.

Uncle Lin prepared two pairs of chopsticks. Jiang Yuming held the chopstick box and pondered for a while, then took out a pair of chopsticks and closed the chopstick box.

I:"???"

Avoiding my eyes, he grabbed a piece of chicken breast: "I'll feed you."

"...No need." I sat up and took the chopsticks in his hand, "I hurt my stomach, not my hands."

He let me grab the chopsticks, and took another pair out of the chopsticks box to eat with me.

After laying down for half a month, I can get out of bed and walk around. The doctor stood in front of my hospital bed and took a notebook to write and draw: "I can get out of bed, be careful not to press on the wound, ensure enough sleep time, and pay attention to diet." He was indifferent She glanced at me, "I've gained a lot of weight, and I'll lose weight after healing."

"..." I sighed, "Wei Da, you don't hate me, don't you feel bad?"

Doctor Wei snorted coldly from his nasal cavity: "Hurry up and leave the hospital."

Wei Da's brother-in-law attribute has increased again. I touched the tip of my nose and put on my suit jacket: "Okay, let's go."

Wei Xiangyang stood at the door with a smile, followed by Cheng Li and Lin Guxian, and they all applauded when they saw me coming: "Welcome President Jiang Da to return to the business world."

"...Stop, stop." I patted Wei Xiangyang on the shoulder, "Say hello to your brother, I'll eat explosives in the morning."

Wei Xiangyang quickly set up the banner of being a good brother, and took out a dewy sunflower from the vase on the low cabinet of my hospital bed: "Brother, good morning."

Dr. Wei frowned and accepted it with disgust: "I don't do business all day long."

"It's finally time to pick up Jiang." Wei Xiangyang swayed left and right, grinning foolishly.

"Stupid." Doctor Wei patted Wei Xiangyang on the head, and went out with the medical records.

Wei Xiangyang took a deep breath, ran over and asked me, "Your brother didn't come today?"

"No, I guess the Meng family is busy." I was just about to bend down to pack my things, but Lin Guxian dragged me to the back, he raised his eyebrows and rolled up his sleeves: "Stand honestly, we are here to help."

I looked helplessly at the busy work of those three people, and I was probably the only one who could make Lin Dacheng and David Er take such good care of them.

"You want to go back to live in that villa in the suburbs?" Cheng Li asked me.

"I haven't thought about it yet." I thought about it carefully, "It's not impossible to live in the city."

"It's okay to live in the city, but driving in the suburbs is calculated by the hour." Cheng Li made the decision for me, "It's far away from the company and Linhe Elementary School, and the traffic jam also consumes gas."

"... Young Master Cheng, you still know how to save money?" I stared at the string of beads hanging on Cheng Li's wrist, "The other plate is ready and you want to change it?"

"Yeah." Cheng Li rubbed the beads on his wrist, "Diligence and thrift is the ancestor's motto of the old Cheng family."

"..." I stared at Cheng Li's face, "I really want to hand you over to the country to block bullets."

Unexpectedly, the three young masters came to provide a full service. Not only did they send me to a house in the city, but they also cleaned the room from top to bottom, inside and out. I wish I could even wash the curtains and sofa covers.

"All right, all right, I'll ask Uncle Lin to send it to be washed." I stopped Wei Xiangyang's hand that was about to remove the curtains, "If I don't move around anymore, I'm going to grow mushrooms."

"That's just right, fried and eaten." Wei Xiangyang wiped his mouth.

"..." Lin Guxian rolled his eyes, "You know what to eat when you eat."

"Buzzing..."

"Buzzing..."

I picked up the phone and swiped open the screen: "Hello, Yu Ming?"

"Brother." His voice was a little unsteady, "Where are you?"

"A house in the urban area, Mingjing Garden." I replied.

"...Oh, I'll go right away." He let out a sigh of relief.

"No need, Xiangyang Dalin and the others have packed up." I refused.

"I'll just..." He hesitated for a moment, "I'll just go and see you."

"..." I frowned.

He hurriedly added: "I don't understand some things about the Meng family, so I'll ask you."

"...Okay." I compromised.

"I'll be there soon." He happily hung up the phone.

I put down the phone, Cheng Li looked over while biting a lollipop: "Your brother is coming?"

"Hmm." I nodded.

"Tsk." Lin Guxian took a bite of the apple, "Crack, click."

"I see that your refrigerator is as clean as Dalin's wallet. Let's go to the supermarket." Wei Xiangyang suggested, "I'll be back in a while, don't move around."

"...Okay, okay, Mrs. Wei." I nodded again and again, "Go quickly, I'm starving to death."

"Today, Dalin cooks and poisons you to death." Cheng Li laughed.

Lin Guxian bit the apple and did not refute.