minister under clothes

From the perspective of onlookers, Yan Tou must have been very proud in his life.

When most people in the world are still struggling for fame and wealth, he already has everything he can enjoy in life.

But for himself, the feeling that has shrouded his emotions the most these years is self-hate and uselessness.

Because there seems to have never been a moment when Yan Tou was able to truly protect Lu Qingyi from harm and live a stable and happy life.

All promises always become empty promises.

After waking up from the hospital, he never spoke, ignored the dean's flustered apology, and the police's careful interrogation, just sat on the hospital bed in a daze as if he had lost his soul.

Until Gabrielle hurried over.

When she entered the door, she immediately said, "I told you not to have anything to do with Lu Qingyi. Fortunately, this time it just made you unconscious. If the gas in the operating room is poisonous, will your life still exist?!"

"Shut up." Yan Tou finally said coldly.

Gabrielle frowned: "What's your attitude, come home with me, and I'll handle the rest for you."

"Are you enough!" Yan Tou suddenly jumped off the bed and forced her to face her mother, covering her face with the shadow of her body: "If you hadn't ordered someone to set fire to Tsing Yi, would he be in the hospital? He would have performed this operation Will it give people an opportunity!"

Gabrielle was silent for a moment, still with a dark expression: "Don't talk nonsense just because you are in a hurry."

Yan Tou sneered, took half a step back, and then asked softly: "You know, the person who took him said that if he didn't get Tsing Yi, he would be destroyed... If I can't save him this time, he will really I'm dead..."

"Why did you provoke that kind of lunatic?" Gabrielle only felt that her son was important in her heart, and she was not really worried about Lu Qingyi's safety.

Yan Tou's appearance is extremely abnormal: "I can't let him die. After he dies, I can't think of how I can live with peace of mind. I would rather die myself than..."

"It's just a love affair, Xiao Tou, are you going crazy too?" Gabrielle sensed the same and grabbed his arm tightly.

"I must save him. I may be the one who dies in the end, but I have no choice." Yan Tou's tone gradually became flat: "We both want to live a good life, and you are forcing us to get to this point."

Gabrielle was speechless by the glare in her son's eyes.

Yan Tou said: "I went to look for him, but I don't know what the result will be. Mom, maybe I won't be able to come back. Can you let me go and understand?"

Gabrielle was silent.

Yan Tou looked at her sadly and asked: "Did you instigate the housekeeper to release the fire this time? Tsing Yi's poison was also poisoned by you. You still want him to disappear, because Lu Yuelou's son is not worthy of being with you." Your son is with you, right?"

Gabrielle didn't say anything for several seconds, and finally nodded: "Yes."

Yan Tou asked again: "You lied to me about finding the DNA, right? Tsing Yi's grandfather... was also killed by you, right?"

"The DNA is fake, otherwise the Frenchman wouldn't be able to run around, but I didn't inject the old man with drugs, so that has nothing to do with me." Gabrielle replied again.

Yan Tou smiled miserably: "Thank you."

After speaking, he strode outside.

Gabrielle couldn't explain what was wrong with him, but she was very scared: "Xiao Tou, can you go home, if you want to find him, I will find him for you."

Yan Tou turned back and said, "Depending on my mother all my life, what kind of man is it? This is my own business."

Gabrielle didn't speak anymore, but it didn't mean she really let her son go head-to-head with a lunatic.

"Mom, if Tsing Yi can be rescued by me, can you let him go, even if you don't accept it, please turn a blind eye." Yan Tou suddenly made a request.

Gabrielle knows that the entanglement between her generation and theirs will always have a result in the end. She is willing to die with Lu Yuelou who made her suffer so much, but after all, she can't bear to let her own flesh and blood be tortured, so in the end it is difficult She moved her beautiful lips: "Okay."

Now, Yan Tou really had to leave the hospital in stride.

Whether it is the police or private detectives, they were recruited and hired on a large scale, and the huge New York was almost turned upside down. Everyone who had contact with Wang Zijin was interrogated, and even the medical staff involved in the hospital were not involved. was let off.

On a sunny spring day, it seems that there is an invisible giant net.

Wang Zijin, who was hiding in the corner of the city, stood there with his hair up in the deserted yard for a long time, and then suddenly told Lola softly, "Let's change places tonight, I always feel unsafe."

"Master, it's very hard to find you outside now, why not..." Lola was only looking for money after all, and she was still very scared at the moment.

"The matter has been done, and no one can get rid of the responsibility. As long as I can return to Europe, I will naturally have a way to save the day." Wang Zijin actually smiled relaxedly.

Lola could only nod, thinking of Paris on the other side of the world.

Wang Zijin turned his head and asked, "How is Tsing Yi?"

Lola said: "He refused to eat, and now he has a fever."

Without saying anything, Wang Zijin turned around and entered the dark big house, frowning tightly.

Lu Qingyi couldn't bear the mental and physical pressure after the operation. He almost died on the bed, but because his limbs were fixed, he couldn't move at all.

Wang Zijin appeared suddenly, looked at his lips that were so dry that they were bleeding, and finally poured him a glass of water, and poured it slowly into his mouth.

Water flowed down his neck everywhere, Lu Qingyi took a few sips in embarrassment, tried to find the strength to open his eyes, and looked at him in disgust.

"If you hadn't escaped from Paris back then, you wouldn't have made trouble like this today." Wang Zijin sat by the bed and wiped it with a handkerchief for him with a sigh.

Lu Qingyi's gratitude to him had long been exhausted, and there was only a cold silence when he heard the words.

"I like your long hair so much. It's as cool as seaweed in the deep sea when I hold it in my hand." Wang Zijin said with a smile, then leaned over to kiss his hot lips due to fever, still vaguely Said: "It's a pity, but it doesn't matter, you can keep it."

Lu Qingyi trembled in disgust, desperately trying to push away, but his hands and feet were stretched tightly by the restraints, as if unconscious.

Wang Zijin suddenly knelt on the bed, lifted the quilt abruptly, and pressed his thin shoulders hard: "Qing Yi, I don't understand, why am I sorry for you, why am I not good enough for you?"

Lu Qingyi knew that he couldn't escape, but instantly relaxed, and curled the corner of his mouth: "Yes, you don't understand...you don't understand how important grandpa is to me...you don't understand what I think in my heart...never ..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Zijin slapped him suddenly: "I just met you later than Yan Tou!"

Lu Qingyi felt dizzy for a while, and gradually closed his eyes: "...self righteous."

"Tell me, how am I not as good as him?" Wang Zijin's anger had accumulated in his heart for not a day or two. His self-esteem and confidence had long been crushed by the escaped Lu Qingyi. He suddenly mentioned this dissatisfaction and pinched him by the neck. His hands were shaking.

"He...would never treat me like this...he is a cloud in the sky, and you are the mud on the ground..." Lu Qingyi answered with difficulty.

Hearing this, Wang Zijin actually laughed out loud: "Well, then you will live in the mud forever!"

Laughing, he tore his thin clothes and the bandages on his body forcefully, causing a large halo of blood.

Lu Qingyi was in so much pain that he didn't even have a chance to resist, so he suddenly lost consciousness.

Only Wang Zijin was left kneeling on him panting, finally, he calmed down slowly, leaned over and put his face to his face, and whispered: "Tsing Yi, I am so kind to you, I have never been so kind to others, But for thousands of days and nights, you didn't even want to look straight at him. Yan Tou didn't do anything for you. He only did it for himself, but you ran towards him without hesitation. You said I was Mud...I think, I am humbler than mud..."

As they spoke, tears flowed from the bottom of their eyes, wet each other's skin.

These days Wang Zijin wanted to torture and trample him terribly, but when he finally saw him, he found that Lu Qingyi was on the verge of death without torturing him himself.

He didn't know what to do, and there was little hope of escaping New York, so in the end, what was to be done with this man?