Flower World

After He Dianying got married, naturally she couldn't still live with Xiao Laojiu.Xiao Laojiu found him a mansion on Roosevelt Road, with a large courtyard and more than 30 houses inside and outside, each with bright and clean windows.However, He Dianying lives reluctantly - after all, he is still young and likes foreign style.No matter how good a house is, it is not as satisfying as a western-style building.

Not long after moving to a new home, it was the New Year's season.Xiaolaojiu would come to the door every now and then, first to deliver some New Year's goods, and second to ask his sister-in-law for errands.Xiao Laojiu likes Youmei, and Youmei exudes a kind of heat, which makes him feel that wherever Youmei goes, home will follow.Li Zhencheng came back for the New Year and lived directly in the He mansion.He couldn't find fault with Youmei, and respected her sincerely as his little sister-in-law.

Only He Dianying has no feelings for this family.Since he confirmed that Youmei was pregnant, he never touched her again.Eating the meals cooked by Youmei and wearing the clothes prepared by Youmei, his heart was calm and indifferent, but his mind was clear, and he was thinking about his career logically, thinking of nothing but his career.

One afternoon after the New Year, he went out by car to visit his friends.When the car drove to Xiaobailou, he asked the driver to stop and bought a pack of cigarettes for himself.Bored while waiting, he opened the curtains and turned his head to look outside.As a result, he saw Yu Zhiyao at the gate of Qishilin.

Yu Zhiyao lost weight.

Not only thin, but also stooped, at first glance he almost looks like an old man.It was a warm day today, but he still put his hands in his coat pockets, as if he was still afraid of the cold.Walking to the side of the car step by step, his butler came around from behind, holding the cake box in one hand, and opened the car door for him with the other.

He Dianying stared at him without blinking, as if watching a silent movie, until Yu Zhiyao got in the car and drove away, he still maintained the posture of watching him off.

He didn't know if Yu Zhiyao's haggardness had something to do with him—in fact, he knew it, but he couldn't be sure.

Yu Zhiyao went to Song Zhai and brought Feng'er a box of cream cakes along the way.When he entered the door, he just caught up with Song Yichen standing in the yard setting off firecrackers.The marijuana thunder fell from the sky, tearing a small hole in Zhang Zhaoxiang's leather robe.Zhang Zhaoxiang pointed at him angrily, and had nothing to say.But he smiled and didn't care: "Yo, the second master is here?"

Yu Zhiyao nodded, and asked, "Where's Feng'er? I brought her a cake."

Song Yichen restrained his smile: "She...she's upstairs!"

Feng'er seemed to be really going stupid.

Huddled on the bed in the bedroom with disheveled hair, she didn't eat or drink, and didn't speak or move. She was originally a slender figure with long hands and long legs, but now she became thinner and thinner into a stick of reeds.Yu Zhiyao cut the cake and put it on a plate, sat on the bedside and fed it to her: "Feng'er, uncle is here."

Feng'er stared straight out of the window, her eyes shot out from the messy hair on her forehead, she seemed to have lost her soul.

Song Yichen felt uncomfortable seeing his daughter's miserable appearance.In order to make himself less uncomfortable, his method is to ignore it.His little wife sometimes came to visit and forced Feng'er to eat something so that Feng'er could survive.

Yu Zhiyao put down the plate and dragged Feng'er closer.Ask Zhang Zhaoxiang to go out and find a comb, and he combs Feng'er's long messy hair carefully.Feng'er's hair was still black and thick, Yu Zhiyao raised her head and asked Zhang Zhaoxiang, "Can you braid your hair?"

Zhang Zhaoxiang rolled up his sleeves: "I'll give it a try."

With strong hands, Zhang Zhaoxiang braided Feng'er a tight three-strand braid, which hung down long behind her back, with the ends of the braid all the way to her waist.Feng'er fiddled with others, her face expressionless, she seemed to be unconscious.

Yu Zhiyao touched her head, and sighed deeply: "Yichen is good at everything, but he treated Feng'er too badly. If Feng'er is allowed to go on like this, I'm afraid the child will really be useless in the future."

On the third day after saying this, Yu Zhiyao sent Feng'er to the psychiatric department in the hospital.From then on, Feng Er stayed in the hospital and began to receive treatment.

It's not that Yu Zhiyao doesn't want He Dianying, but he feels that the love between the two is more and more like a thief, and everyone shouts and beats him when he shows up.The thieves don't show their faces, and everything they do is a look of self-destruction.

He is powerless, unable to love.

Fortunately, love is not the whole content of life, and life is the same without love.

The weather is getting warmer and warmer. In the bright spring, He Dianying misses Yu Zhiyao strongly.

He urged the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce to hold a meeting, hoping to take this opportunity to meet Yu Zhiyao; however, Yu Zhiyao refused to attend at all.

He was as anxious as a little monkey, jumping up and down and starting to provoke.There was a sudden problem with the medicines circulated in the market by Yu's pharmaceutical factory, and batch after batch were seized and confiscated.However, Yu Zhiyao was rich and powerful, so he didn't depend on the pharmaceutical factory for food.If it is seized, it will be seized, and if it is confiscated, it will be confiscated. Even if the pharmaceutical factory closes down immediately, he doesn't care much.

This made him start to become angry-he went a step further and arrested the manager of Yu's yarn factory by surprise, insisting that he smuggled cotton yarn to Manchuria.Shutting the manager into the gendarmerie, he began to wait for Yu Zhiyao to ask him for someone.Unexpectedly, after waiting for three days, there was no movement outside.He sent someone to inquire, and he learned that Yu Zhiyao had sent a large sum of pension to the manager's family.

He Dianying realized her ugliness, but at the same time she was a little angry, because Yu Zhiyao dared to really ignore him anymore.Just at this time, Jiro Kagawa found him and asked him to send someone to keep an eye on several concession bosses who were acting suspiciously, and Yu Zhiyao was among them.

As the spy captain, He Dianying knew the consequences of being on the blacklist.In front of Jiro Kagawa, he shook his head like a rattle: "Brother, I can't guarantee for others, Yu Zhiyao will never have any problems. He is not in good health, and he is basically not in charge now. The problem is his subordinates." On a person surnamed Song, this person surnamed Song has a connection with Zhang Xicheng, but I haven't caught the evidence yet!"

Kagawa Jiro asked: "The one whose surname is Song? Is it that Song Yichen?"

He Dianying nodded: "Isn't it him!"

Kagawa Jiro raised his hand and touched his chin, but remained silent for a while.In his eyes, the concession is a malignant tumor, which hides countless disasters.

Then he suddenly realized a problem: "I remember that you and Yu Zhiyao had a grudge..."

He Dianying laughed immediately: "We have known each other for a long time, and we can't explain those accounts in a few words. Anyway, we have lost contact now."

After hearing this, Kagawa Jiro didn't quite understand it.He has always claimed to be a master of China, but now he thinks that He Dianying's language is implicit, and he still doesn't know enough.

He Dianying left Kagawa Jiro with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.No matter how majestic he is, he is still a Chinese, and he is only a secret service captain.If Yu Zhiyao really got on the list of the military department, it would be useless for him to save face.

Back home in a cold sweat, he met Youmei playing with the caged bird in the yard.Youmei is five months pregnant, and she is very pregnant. At first glance, she looks like someone who is six or seven months old.With a big belly, it is extremely hard to move, my legs are swollen, and my waist is sore.However, He Dianying was not sympathetic. He felt that women just wanted to have children, so it was nothing serious.

He Dianying walked into the room, closed the door and looked out the window, and called Yu's mansion very vigilantly, wanting to inform Yu Zhiyao.It was Zhang Zhaoxiang who answered the phone, and told him without hesitation: "The second master is not here."

This is a truth.Yu Zhiyao is indeed not here at the moment.However, He Dianying heard in his ears and believed that the other party was lying.

"I didn't even want to talk to him!" He said angrily, "Tell him, just say that the current situation is tense, let him clean his hands and feet, and don't mix with dubious people! Head off!"

After saying this, he hung up the phone neatly.

He Dianying was so suffocated that she couldn't even eat lunch.Youmei thought that the food was not to his taste, so she walked to the entrance of the alley with a big belly in the afternoon, and bought a smoked chicken from the delicatessen shop.It just so happened that as soon as she came in with the smoked chicken, He Dianying felt hungry.

He Dianying was so preoccupied that she refused to enter the room, preferring to sit on the bluestone steps in front of the door and enjoy the breeze.The front courtyard door was tightly closed, and there were always plainclothes agents patrolling back and forth outside.He tried his best to cast his gaze, but he could only see an empty sky.

Youmei also sat down awkwardly at the side, and the smoked chicken was placed on a plate beside him.Without saying a word, he unscrewed a chicken thigh and brought it to his mouth.Biting the chicken expressionlessly, he didn't know where his mind was wandering.

Youmei sat obliquely behind him, just in time to watch him quietly.The sun shone through his thin ears, and tiny blue and bright red blood veins appeared in the pink skin.

Youmei suddenly felt that he was immature and needed protection and care.Looking at his bulging cheeks, she secretly smiled happily, and thought to herself: "He can really eat meat!"