The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

28

There is no shortage of people around Ji Hanzhi, never lacking.Not even a single man or woman could keep him interested for more than half a year.

Too obedient, he loses interest after playing a few times.Those who don't know current affairs can anger him within a month of interest, and then beat him up to vent his anger.

He is like a cold-blooded snake, spitting out a letter and scanning the surroundings coldly, looking for prey that suits his appetite.

He glanced at Wen Zixuan who was sitting opposite, and suddenly thought of another young master of the Wen family.

By the way, Wen Ziqian seems to be an exception.

At the dinner table, he sat cynically and didn't sit down, swiping Weibo and chatting on WeChat with his mobile phone in his hand, treating the whole table as empty.In her head, she was thinking about how to pinch Wen Ziqian's arrogant face in the palm of her hand and make him obey her willingly.Suddenly, the beautiful body of the young Wen Ziqian flashed in his mind. If Qin Cang hadn't been for that time, he would have eaten it long ago.

Pan Qin and Mrs. Ji talked softly side by side, looking at the two children and smiling from time to time.

Pan Fang and Ji Rong also chatted very speculatively.

Wen Zixuan couldn't hear everything, but only heard a few key words "good match" and "talented and beautiful". No matter how dull a person is, he would know what he was eating.

Wen Zixuan couldn't eat, and the chopsticks in her hands were almost broken. The humiliation, anger, and embarrassment made her almost want to lift the table.But she didn't have such a temper, she could only sit there with her head sullen and let others criticize her.

What age is it, why should I dictate my feelings, she thought.

On the way back, Wen Zixuan leaned back on the chair and said calmly, "I will not marry Ji Hanzhi, whoever wants to marry should marry."

Pan Qin sat on the side, saw her dying, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's still unknown whether people will look at you or not. With your current worth, we've overshadowed the Ji family."

Pan Fang complained while driving: "That bastard Wen Yuanhang, isn't Zixuan from the Wen family? It's really heartless."

Pan Qin gritted her teeth and said, "I waited on his bedside every day, and he promised me to be good and not treat Zixuan badly, that's it? Treat our Pan family as beggars? How many houses and bad money are you short of?"

Wen Zixuan frowned and said, "Father has a lot of inheritance..."

"Shut up, you know what a fart, no matter how much money you have, it is comparable to Wen's shares!" Pan Fang said, "Brother, we have to quickly withdraw our assets. Wen Ziqian holds the shares of Mr. Wen and Wen Yuanhang. They all account for more than half of the shares, and with Wen Yuanxing's holdings, their Wen family doesn't need our Pan family anymore. That bastard Wen Ziqian is not a fuel-efficient lamp, you can see him lying on the hospital bed without stopping .”

During the month Wen Ziqian was hospitalized, he controlled the company remotely and changed the heads of two departments, all of whom belonged to Pan Fang.He wanted Pan Qin to know that this was just the beginning, and this was the price she had to pay for hurting herself.

There is no Wen Yuanhang between the two of them, so they don't have to hide and play their roles anymore, it will be a matter of time before they tear their skins apart.

"I still underestimated Wen Ziqian." Pan Qin gritted her teeth and said, "The most abominable thing is Wen Yuanhang, who actually gave all the shares to Wen Ziqian. And Wen Ziqian, who moved his mother's grave here, really Let me become everyone's laughing stock. He wanted to crush that cripple to death every minute. If it wasn't for that bastard holding great power, he would have dared to be so arrogant. Those directors are just playing around with the wind. Seeing our Pan family lose, one by one Licking his face to cater to that bastard. The world is cold, he Wen Yuanhang still relied on our Pan family to make his fortune, in the end... What did I get in the end! It's nothing, I curse him!"

Wen Zixuan couldn't bear it anymore: "Mom...that's my dad..."

"What is your father! How can there be such a eccentric father." Pan Qin sat up straight, looked at her daughter and said, "Daughter, don't be stupid, if you can marry Ji Sishao and our Pan family's foundation There is capital to contend with Wen Ziqian."

"Mom... don't fight anymore, can you?" Wen Zixuan said, "Let's end here. It was just an accident. The second brother was unlucky, and the eldest brother was also unlucky. His current appearance..."

"God has eyes now!" Pan Qin laughed and said, "I won't let that bitch go, and I won't let that bastard go!"

"Mom... What's the matter with Guan Qincang?"

"The guy who is in a mess will die a terrible death." Pan Qin cursed.

"That little bastard fights and kills all day long. I don't know when he will be hacked to death." Pan Fang sneered.

"Uncle!" Wen Zixuan said loudly, "You are not allowed to say that about Qin Cang!"

Pan Qin said: "It's just a watchdog, there's nothing to say, let me tell you, don't think that I don't know the little things in your heart, so don't think about it, I can't let you find a gangster."

Wen Zixuan trembled angrily, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't like Ji Hanzhi, I won't marry."

Pan Qin's voice was sharp, and she said with a straight neck: "I tell you, this matter has not been discussed, so you can't help it! As long as Ji Sishao takes a fancy to you, you must marry me!"

……

The scald caused bed sores, and Wen Ziqian has been working almost on his bed for a month.His inner thigh and right hip were wounded due to skin ulceration. Poor blood circulation caused the wound to heal slowly, which made him unable to lie on his right side and sit for a long time. Sitting for half an hour is already the limit. There will be unconscious spasms and pains, and the feet are swollen like carrots. Pressing on a pit is really tormenting people to death.

Wen Ziqian was afraid of being locked up on the bed. For the first three years, he was really afraid of lying down.This month, he felt that his life was like a year, so he could only force himself to get busy and use work to dispel his random thoughts.

As soon as Wen Yuanxing entered the door, he saw Wen Ziqian lying on the bed, wearing flaxen home clothes, his stomach to his insteps were pressed against the bed, his folded back was supported by his hands with difficulty, and a pen was dangling from his mouth , bowing his head from time to time to draw a circle on the document and making crooked comments.

"Oh, Ziqian, I'll help you." Wen Yuanxing walked over quickly, holding Wen Ziqian's shoulder.

Wen Ziqian leaned half of his strength on his body, freed his right hand to draw the pen in his mouth, his cheeks were sore, and he spoke vaguely, "Second Uncle? Why are you here?"

While talking, saliva dripped down, Wen Ziqian hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it off, blushing and said, "Second Uncle, the paper..."

"Oh." Wen Yuanxing had no experience in taking care of paralyzed patients, so he got up and went to get the paper. Wen Ziqian suddenly lost his support, and fell sideways, hitting his head on the bedside table, gasping for breath in pain.

"Second Uncle, you have to tell me beforehand that I can't compare with healthy people." Wen Ziqian covered his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Wen Yuanxing hurriedly helped him lie down on the bed, saw that his forehead was blushing, and apologized, "It's the second uncle, your hands are fine, why are you still holding the pen in your mouth?"

Wen Ziqian relaxed his hands and moved his numb fingers. After lying on the ground for too long, his elbows became numb, and he couldn't support his body with one hand.

"It's convenient to hold it in your mouth." Wen Ziqian smiled without too much explanation. "Sit down, second uncle, what do you want from me?"

Wen Yuanxing just remembered the purpose of this trip, sat down and sighed: "Let me see if you are better, if you don't come to the company again, Second Uncle will not be able to stand it."

"What's wrong?" Wen Ziqian looked at him sideways, "Did something happen to the Emerald City project?"

Wen Yuanxing said: "Before your father passed away, he had already negotiated the land with the government department, but, look, it has been almost two months since your father passed away, and no relevant department has contacted us so far. I also asked The secretary ran over this matter, and the higher-ups told me that we need to wait for the leader's signature, and the land will be allocated after the signature."

"The leader's signature..." Wen Ziqian frowned: "Ji Rong hasn't signed yet? Impossible..."

Wen Yuanxing said anxiously: "Isn't this just for this matter? You also know that your second uncle has no talent in business. I just followed your instructions, but I didn't get things done. I'm really afraid It messed up this matter. Now, the directors are not making trouble, they are all looking at the long-term benefits of the Emerald City, if we can't get that piece of land, those directors will definitely not let it go."

Wen Ziqian frowned, thought for a while and said, "I have to see Ji Rong once, second uncle, help me contact Ji Rong's secretary, please come out for dinner."

Wen Yuanxing said embarrassedly: "Ziqian, is second uncle too stupid? You are still sick, and you have to come forward to run these things."

Mr. Wen only has these two sons, one civil and one military.Wen Yuanhang's grades have been poor since he was a child, and he is a copycat who messes around with society.Wen Yuanxing is just the opposite. He has a cowardly personality and is a rote child since he was a child.

Mr. Wen has been divorced for many years, and Wen Yuanxing has hardly had any contact with Mr. Wen, and has been living with his mother in other cities.He also rarely visited the old man in city b, mainly because every time the old man saw his cowardly appearance, he would get angry.As long as he goes home for a reunion, he will be scolded for being a bloody sprinkler. As time goes by, he doesn't go back much.He was far away from city b, and taught in a high school. No one knew his details. He just enjoyed his ordinary life until Wen Yuanhang became seriously ill.

He was ordered in danger, quit his job and came back to help his disabled nephew, but when he came back, he found that his disabled nephew was much better than him.At least far better than him in courage.

"It's okay, Second Uncle, you've been tired for a while. Just leave it alone and leave it to me." Wen Ziqian smiled at him, and said, "When will my cousin graduate?"

Wen Yuanxing said: "You said Zijie, soon, he will graduate this year."

Wen Ziqian said: "That's great. After Zijie graduates, let him help me, and you will be much more relaxed."

Wen Zijie is five years younger than Wen Ziqian. He is a quiet and calm child.In the past seven years since Wen Ziqian was injured, there were not many people by his side. Wen Zijie would go to City B to accompany him for a period of time almost every winter and summer vacation. He didn't talk much, but quietly accompanied him to see the scenery and read books.

Once Wen Ziqian couldn't bear it any longer, and asked him: "You are such a boring gourd, and you came all the way, are you here to make things difficult for me?"

Wen Zijie said seriously: "No, I think you need quietness and company...but if you think I'm too boring...do you want me to sing for you?"

"..." Wen Ziqian stared at his cousin's young and serious face, was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

Lying in bed for three years, Wen Ziqian smiled so happily for the first time.

That year, Wen Ziqian was twenty-one, and Wen Zijie had just turned sixteen.

Wen Yuanxing sighed: "However, Zijie's temperament is really suitable for management? I remember his dream when he was a child was to be a writer."

Wen Ziqian smiled and said, "I helped him choose Zijie's major, no problem second uncle, you underestimate Zijie too much."

"Hey, there's no other way." Wen Zijie sighed, "You can't suffer alone. In exchange for a better life for everyone, we should do something to lighten your burden."

Wen Ziqian smiled, and said: "Don't be so serious, Second Uncle, there are not many opportunities for people to have this kind of exercise in this life. You give Zijie to me, and I will make him look brand new."

Wen Ziqian had a relaxed smile on his face, but his heart was empty. He was not completely sure, but he understood that Emerald Villa must not fail.

He stretched out his hand to support the bedside table, twisted his body and tried for a long time, sweating all over, but he couldn't turn his body sideways.

"I'll help you." Seeing his difficulty in moving, Wen Yuanxing felt unbearable when he thought about the mess in the company, but there was nothing he could do.

"I want to sit for a while." Wen Ziqian put his arm around Wen Yuanxing's shoulders and sat up.

"Is the wound healed? I remember the doctor said it can't be pressed." Wen Yuanxing worried.

"Don't worry, I've been lying on my stomach for a month, and I'm almost fine. I'll be fine after sitting for a while." Wen Ziqian adjusted his sitting posture by propping up the bed with both hands.

Wen Yuanxing said before leaving: "Oh, by the way, I heard some gossip, just listen to it, and don't take it to heart."

"Okay, you say."

"Some directors told me that the Pan family and the Ji family have been very close during this time. They all said that the Pan family will withdraw their capital sooner or later. After all, their Pan family is still the leader in the electronics industry, so there is no reason to put the money in Wen's and let us To make money... You said this land-zoning thing... Could it be that the Pan family is stumbling." The more Wen Yuanxing thought about it, the more afraid he became. Afraid of an unpredictable situation.

Seeing him fidgeting, Wen Ziqian comforted him, "Second Uncle, it's a blessing or a disaster, and a disaster can't be avoided. Don't look down upon yourself until the end."

Wen Yuanxing saw that he was full of confidence and felt at ease, and the two chatted for a while. Seeing that Wen Ziqian looked tired, he asked him to rest more, got up and left.

Wen Ziqian waited for him to leave, lying on his side on the pillow a little tired, and was awakened in a daze by the sound of the phone.

"Brother..." Wen Zixuan called softly on the other end of the phone: "I didn't bother you to rest."

Wen Ziqian rubbed the bridge of his nose, cheered himself up, and said, "No, why are you brothers and sisters being so polite? You haven't been here for a long time. Brother misses you very much."

"I miss you too... are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's much better. I heard from my second uncle that you did a good job in the propaganda department. Last week's promotional poster was designed by you. I took a look and the renderings are very good." Wen Ziqian said.

"Thank you bro."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Wen Ziqian listened to her faltering, smiled and said: "If you have something to say, you and brother still have so many clichés."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, Wen Zixuan choked up and said, "It's okay...it's really okay..."

Wen Ziqian knew something was wrong as soon as he heard her voice, "Zixuan, I'm your brother, we have the same blood flowing in our bodies."

There was a faint sob on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Wen Zixuan stopped crying, sniffed and said, "I had a falling out with my mother just now...they forced me to marry Ji Hanzhi...but I don't like him at all ...I don't want to marry him..."

Wen Ziqian propped himself up to sit up straight, and said, "Don't worry, just speak slowly."

Wen Zixuan went through the details of the party and said, "Brother, only you can help me...you must help me..."

Wen Ziqian comforted: "Brother got it, don't worry, let me think about how to deal with this matter properly, you calm down first, if you insist on your own wishes, they can't do anything to you, don't get into a violent relationship with your mother conflict, you know."

"Well, I see."

Wen Ziqian was about to hang up the phone when Wen Zixuan pleaded: "Brother... I like Qin Cang... I have liked it since I was a child... Help me..."