Difficult to quit

62

In the afternoon, Li Qinghai leaned on the bedside to watch the news, and Zhuang Yiwo played games on the accompanying bed.

The outer door rang, and Xiao Chen shouted "Master" outside, then the inner door was pushed open, and a tall man walked in, his hair was combed meticulously, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and there was no wrinkle on his straight suit. invisible.

Li Qinghai put down the tablet and called out "Brother".

Zhuang Yi knew that this person who looked like a social elite was Li Qinghai's eldest brother Li Qingyang.

He stood up from the bed and was about to speak when he caught sight of Song Xueqian who was following behind.

Black-rimmed glasses, plaid shirt and cropped trousers, there is a bit of ruffian that can't be hidden in the intellectual temperament.

"Little Zhuang Yi!" Song Xueqian was very happy to see him, and went up to pat him affectionately, "I haven't seen you for so many years, let your Brother Song take a look—why are you still so short, and haven't grown up in so many years?"

Zhuang Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this fellow was half a head lower than Li Qinghai when he was a child, and then he sprinted 1.8 meters after eating something, and now he was holding his shoulders to take advantage of his height and kept rubbing his head.

"It's almost done, are you here to see me or Zhuang Yi?" Li Qinghai said on the hospital bed.

"Mainly to see Zhuang Yi, let's see you by the way." Song Xueqian let go of Zhuang Yi, leaned over to take a look at Li Qinghai, and kept talking, "Hey, this is really miserable. No, how many bones are broken? What’s the matter, you haven’t fought since the brothers, so you can’t hold a knife anymore?”

"Fuck you." Li Qinghai picked up an apple from the bedside fruit basket and threw it at it, and Song Xueqian caught it straight.

Song Xueqian took the apple and rubbed it on his clothes, opened his mouth and took a bite, said vaguely: "It's very sweet, thank you."

Li Qinghai scolded him with a smile, then turned to Li Qingyang, "Did you meet Song Xueqian on the road?"

Li Qingyang moved a stool and sat down beside his bed, and said with a smile, "I came here together."

"Ah Song," he turned to Song Xueqian, "I have something to say to Qing Hai, you take the kids out for a while."

Zhuang Yi didn't know why, so Song Xueqian took him away with his arms around his shoulders, and closed the inner door for them before leaving.

Only Li Qinghai and Li Qingyang were left in the ward.

"It's not a serious injury," Li Qingyang said, "Father really has the heart to add to your injury."

Li Qinghai said coldly: "Then I would like to thank my eldest brother for spreading the story between me and Zhuang Yi to everyone, and by the way notifying my father in Singapore."

"You're welcome." Li Qingyang said indifferently: "You turned the Li family upside down just to completely eradicate aunt's power. Thanks to you, I can only sleep for four hours a day after returning to China, just to clean up the mess you left behind. "

Li Qinghai raised his eyebrows: "I just dug out my aunt's power, and the rest of the things are all done by my elder brother."

Li Qingyang nodded, "My aunt is everyone's aunt, so of course there is no difference in handling aunt's affairs."

Li Qinghai said: "You not only dealt with my aunt, but also Li Qingxiang. You uprooted Li's serious illness and took over a clean Wanhe Group. You will definitely make money from this business."

Li Qingyang said: "I didn't touch any of the assets and companies you managed, they were all directly transferred to your name. In the past few days, I have helped you to rectify Yihai, so that you, Li Ershao, will have more confidence to leave Li's. Even your little friend, no one inside or outside the circle will dare to gossip about him."

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

In this game, Li Qinghai wanted to get rid of Li Yan, and Li Qingyang wanted to take over the Li family he wanted; the two cooperated and competed secretly, and finally reached such a win-win situation.

Li Qinghai's thunderous tactics before, and Li Qingyang's extermination later, Li Yan's many years of management in the Li family were ruined, and even Li Qingxiang's forces were also defeated. Great power, Wanhe will truly be his Wanhe in the future.

Li Qingyang poured a glass of water and handed it to Li Qinghai, "Speaking of which, I really didn't expect Li Qingxiang to do it so soon. It was my mistake. You can ask for any compensation you want."

Li Qinghai shook his head, "I was careless about this, I can't blame Big Brother."

"One compensation, as long as I can do it." Li Qingyang insisted, "Otherwise Ah Song will lose his temper with me again, saying that I am plotting against his brother."

"Then owe it first, and ask Big Brother when I think about it." Li Qinghai said casually, he was more concerned about another matter, "Where Big Brother and Lao Song are...?"

"We met in England." Li Qingyang said frankly, "You don't have to worry about him, I'm serious about this matter. After a while, when the time is right, I will disclose it to my family."

After hearing Li Qingyang's words, Li Qinghai was relieved.

Song Xueqian was the only one among their brothers who saw that he was different from Zhuang Yi, but he neither made any noise nor resisted, and treated him with a normal heart.

But Song Xueqian liked girls when he was a child, and Wen Yajing was the most unforgettable one. In the matter between him and Li Qingyang, he guessed that Li Qingyang took the initiative. Appropriate, Li Qinghai also had to ask for his brother.

Li Qinghai thought about this, and laughed again, "I said, why did my brother insist on bringing the matter between me and Zhuang Yi to my father? It turned out that he wanted to set the scene."

Li Qingyang also laughed, "Speaking of this matter, Ah Song actually gave me the idea. At that time, I asked him what to do if he and his brother liked men at the same time, and he said to let the brother come out first—isn't it, Ah Song? ?”

The eavesdropping was discovered, and Song Xueqian opened the door and walked in.

——It turned out that he didn't close the door tightly at all just now, leaving a gap, and he and Zhuang Yi didn't leave, they just stood at the door and listened to their conversation.

At this time, Li Qingyang was not annoyed, and asked him with a smile: "What did you say at the time——a dead fellow is not a poor fellow?"

How the hell did Song Xueqian know that when Li Qingyang asked him this matter, it was actually used on his brother in the end.

Immediately, he glared at Li Qingyang, and immediately apologized to Li Qinghai, "I'm sorry, Qinghai, this matter... I didn't expect it to be like this."

Li Qinghai was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry because he couldn't really jump up and beat him up. Finally, he shook his head and said, "Zhuang Yi punched him for me."

How could Zhuang Yi really hit Song Xueqian, he gave him a symbolic thump, it was painless.

He had a doubt in his heart, and it was difficult to ask in front of Song Xueqian and Li Qingyang, so he planned to ask Li Qinghai after they left.

With Zhuang Yi and Song Xueqian around, the two brothers of the Li family didn't continue the topic just now. They chatted for a while before preparing to leave. Shi, who also helped Li Qinghai take care of Yihai by the way, he was really busy, the sight of Li Qinghai who came to the hospital today was squeezed out of sleep time.

Song Xueqian was in front, and stretched out his hand to open the door of the ward. He saw a girl in a white dress standing at the door, holding a fruit basket in her hand. The way she lowered her head gave her a sense of familiarity.

The girl was hesitating at the door, but when she heard the sound of the door she raised her head, and now both of them froze.

It's Wen Yajing.

She dyed her smoke-gray hair, and the tail of her hair fell on her chest in curls. Her makeup was exquisite, her long skirt fluttered, and she was beautiful and charming.

As time passed, Song Xueqian recalled in a daze that when the two first met, Wen Yajing looked like this in a white dress and long hair.

At that time, she was sitting on the old street sketching, holding a paintbrush between her white fingers, and the wind slowed down her pace as she passed by, but gently lifted her forehead hair.

At that time, he was still a wild and unrestrained young man, living recklessly and arrogantly. Relying on his own cleverness, he grabbed the girl's hand and thought he could catch the whole summer.

Later, a sudden change occurred, and the reality slapped him severely, awakening the self-righteousness of the young man. Years have passed, and things have changed.

Later, she achieved her goal and returned to the Li family to continue to be her daughter. Over the years, people around her came and went, and no one came to her from the end of the long street with an ice cream in hand, with a bright smile on her face. Looking silly, she said to her: "Yajing, the ice cream hasn't melted yet."

That boy was able to run through the summer, but she lost him.

Wen Yajing's eyes were wet, she bit her lip lightly, let herself smile the most beautifully, and greeted him: "Xueqian, long time no see."

Song Xueqian's expression remained unchanged, and he silently took a step back to make way for the door, "Long time no see. You are here to see Qinghai."

Wen Yajing indeed came to look for Li Qinghai.

Li Yan's defeat was complete. The things she had done in these years were spread among the upper class. The Xing family couldn't accept that their future in-laws were such a vicious woman, so they divorced her.

Not only that, the entire upper class in City B avoided their mother and daughter like snakes and scorpions, and the former attentive followers disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Wen Yajing came here today to ask Li Qinghai to help her, not to kill them all.

Seeing Song Xueqian, she forgot all these things.

When she was young, she thought that Song Xueqian was just another servant under her skirt, and she would eventually marry a well-matched rich family as his wife.

But after many years, this man easily made her heart tremble when they met again, and she was surprised that this was the only softness in her heart when she was a girl.

Wen Yajing raised her face and took a step closer to him, "Xueqian, how have you been these past few years? Do you work in City B?"

Song Xueqian took another step back and politely answered her question: "Fortunately, I haven't worked yet."

Wen Yajing then changed into a gentle smile, "Is there any difficulty, Xueqian, your ability must be very strong, I can ask my family to help you."

Song Xueqian shook his head, restrained and alienated, "No need."

A look of disappointment flashed in Wen Yajing's eyes, and she couldn't help reaching out to grab his sleeve, and said sadly: "Xueqian, are you still blaming me? I really don't know what happened back then..."

The door of the ward opened again, Wen Yajing glanced at it, immediately let go of her hand subconsciously, stepped back a few steps in fear, whispered, "Cousin."

Li Qingyang strode out, looking condescendingly, "What did you call me?"

Wen Yajing flinched involuntarily, and shouted, "Big cousin."

"Yeah." Li Qingyang nodded, and embraced Song Xueqian with one hand, "This is your sister-in-law."

Even Song Xueqian, who was old and thick-skinned, felt his ears burn at this moment.

Wen Yajing was dumbfounded.

After a while, she asked Song Xueqian with a pale face, "Xueqian, what's going on? You, are you taking revenge on me?"

Other than that, she couldn't think of any other reason.

Song Xueqian was puzzled, "What am I taking revenge on you for?"

Wen Yajing was about to cry, and timidly glanced at Li Qingyang who was standing beside him, "You...I know what happened back then, I made you very sad, but I had no choice but to..."

"Miss Wen," Song Xueqian's palms on his shoulders gradually tightened, and he had to interrupt this performance, "You didn't harm me in those years, and I don't hate you either."

There was a glimmer of hope in Wen Yajing's eyes, "Then, are you willing to forgive me?"

Song Xueqian couldn't help laughing, his eyes were cold.

He exhausted his greatest restraint, kept himself calm, and told her word by word: "You shouldn't ask me to forgive, and I'm not qualified to forgive you."

The two in the ward, after you let them go through so much, do you dare to ask them to forgive?

Song Xueqian didn't even look at Wen Yajing, turned around and left.

Li Qingyang took a step behind, "Ya Jing."

Wen Yajing took a big step back with a pale face.

The little tricks played in front of the two of them just now obviously cannot escape this person's eyes.

Li Qingyang didn't bother to talk nonsense to her, he just said: "You can't stay in city B, you can still go abroad. Don't block your own way."

Wen Yajing couldn't help shivering deeply.

"Whoever dares to touch me, whichever hand reaches out, I will chop it off." Li Qingyang said calmly, looking at her like looking at a blade of grass.

Wen Yajing's legs became weak, she leaned against the wall and fell to the ground, and did not recover until Li Qingyang left for a long time.

In the car, Li Qingyang didn't bring up this topic again. Song Xueqian woke up from his anger and self-blame, and later realized that he had just been entangled with Wen Yajing in front of this person.

Taking a peek at Li Qingyang, seeing him dealing with business in his notebook with a normal face, he was secretly relieved.

He made it clear to Wen Yajing just now, it seems that Li Qingyang is also reasonable.

However, when he returned to Li Qingyang's newly bought apartment, he didn't even bother to take a sip of water before being pushed onto the sofa.

Song Xueqian was so cleaned up that his whole body was limp and his voice was hoarse from crying.

It's reasonable to say that this person is a fucking scum, a beast in clothes.

He just said three fucking words to Wen Yajing in total, and he didn't have a good fucking word. Is this person fucking sick!

Song Xueqian bit the corner of the quilt and sobbed, the resentment in his heart was overwhelming, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Later, Wen Yajing found out that his phone number was calling, and he hung up just after listening to a sentence, blocked her hand, and never asked Wen Yajing to appear in front of him again.