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"What's the noise in the middle of the night? I'm not afraid of being laughed at." Suddenly, the clear voice of the hostess came from my ear.

Wen Xihui came down from upstairs, followed by Siming.

Siming's eyes swept across the Ye family father and son, and finally fixed on Ye Jinghui, who was standing in the middle covered with bruises, his pupils constricted instantly.

"Mom, why did you come down?"

"Mom, did I wake you up?"

The voices of Ye Jingwen and Ye Jingxi rang out at the same time, they looked at each other, and went to greet their mother.

"Fight, why not?" Wen Xihui stood beside Ye Jinghui, looking up at Ye Zhiyuan, "He is not your son, right? But he is my son, I was born in October, mother and child are connected, Blood is thicker than water, can you really beat him to death so cruelly that you can show me?" Wen Xihui's face was dripping with tears, and the hand holding Ye Jinghui was trembling uncontrollably, "If something like this happens, he It's already hard enough! Xiao Yi is his best friend, the friend he played with since he was a child, his only friend, how could he take the initiative to harm others? When things have come to this point, he doesn't blame himself or feel guilty Do you really want to beat him to death with such a thick whip? Isn’t this just adding salt to his wound?”

"He has become what he is today, and you still keep covering him up? One day, his own ugly appearance will be photographed and announced to the world. Then let's see what kind of face he has!!" Ye Zhiyuan shook his hand fiercely, and threw Dropped the whip.

As if hearing some funny joke, Ye Jinghui suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, but the place where he was hit by the whip split open because of this action, and a trace of blood oozes out: "You are really right, my ugly face It was also filmed, and the video is in Jingwen's hands, would you like to see how disgusting I am, a 'disgrace to the Ye family'?"

"Okay, stop talking." Siming stepped forward, put his hand lightly on his shoulder, patted him gently, turned his head and said to Ye Jingwen: "Jingwen, help your brother and mother go upstairs." Then Turning around to Ye Zhiyuan again, he said, "Uncle Ye, I have something I want to talk to you about, I hope you'd better be there, the three of us can talk."

"It's not your turn to take care of my family affairs." Ye Jinghui sneered and waved his hand away.

Siming turned to look at him, his deep eyes were full of distress and tenderness, and his voice was deliberately soft, but with firmness that could not be refused: "Go upstairs."

Ye Jinghui was startled, that kind of gaze appeared in his eyes once upon a time. At that time, he seemed to be dealing with him as an MB, teasing him, saying that he wanted to live with him during the kiss on the bridge. When he was slapping himself with a whip, that kind of gentle gaze...

Seeing Ye Jinghui still not moving, Siming turned his head again, and said in a deep voice, "Jingwen, didn't you hear?"

"Oh, good." Ye Jingwen glanced at him, walked over with his mother, helped Ye Jinghui up, turned and went upstairs.

Siming watched the three of them disappear at the end of the stairs, then turned around and looked at Ye Zhiyuan.

"Uncle Ye, sit down and talk."

……

In the living room downstairs, Ye Zhiyuan, Ye Jingxi, and Siming were sitting on the sofa on one side.

Ye Zhiyuan said with a sullen face, "You are Siming?"

"Yes. Uncle Ye knows me?"

"The former general manager of Dongcheng, because Xiao Zhengde intended to match you and his daughter, not only didn't borrow his position to climb up, but resigned directly, right?"

"Uncle Ye is right." Siming paused slightly, "However, I still have another identity. I am the president of Nanyao, and even the future chairman."

Ye Zhiyuan and Ye Jingxi looked at each other without speaking.

Siming explained: "Since I will be the head of Nanyao's family, Uncle Ye doesn't have to worry about Tianyu's problems, and don't blame Ah Hui. Tianyu has worked very hard to make it to this point. Someone is plotting secretly, he is just negligent in guarding against it."

Ye Jingxi frowned slightly: "You are negotiating with us now as the president of Nanyao?"

Siming smiled and said, "My family doesn't need to be so formulaic. I just want to discuss the countermeasures with Uncle Ye."

"My family?" Ye Zhiyuan snorted coldly, "Who are you my family with?"

Siming smiled slightly: "I'm with Ah Hui, to me, you are like family."

Ye Zhiyuan frowned: "You are with him? What do you mean?"

"It means lover."

"Lover?" Ye Jingxi glanced at him and said coldly, "How do you know he's not playing with you? Over the years, he has changed countless lovers, more frequently than changing clothes."

Siming said seriously: "It's different this time, I really like him." Although he really hates me.

Seeing that the Ye family father and son were silent, Siming said with a smile: "I want to be honest with you two and talk about my thoughts. You can take it as a suggestion and consider it?" After a slight pause, "I won't talk about it tomorrow afternoon. Come forward, but the outcome of the talks will be finalized tonight. Then you can see if my words are credible."

Ye Zhiyuan was silent for a moment: "Let's listen."

Siming said bluntly: "Tianyu's stock has fallen to the bottom line. If we don't think of a way out, we will go bankrupt in the near future or be acquired by other merchants. My idea is that since the current situation is irreversible, it is better to let the South Yaolai came forward to raise funds with Tianyu. Nanyao invested 49% of the shares, and Uncle Ye continued to hold the 51% of the shares. In this way, Tianyu at least does not need to change his surname, and you have the final say."

"How could such a good thing happen." Ye Zhiyuan was silent for a moment, "Tell me about your conditions."

"Tianyu's software development advantages are very obvious, and Nanyao is from the software industry. I think it's better for the two of us to join forces and dominate the software market. In addition, some outstanding talents will be separated and invested to establish a new one. A branch company for game development. After all, in the software market for many years, the profits that can be made are limited, and perhaps in that new world, it can be more powerful."

Ye Jingxi frowned: "You mean, we will continue to be in charge of Tianyu's distribution and agency business, but in terms of software, we will hand it over to Nanyao to centrally mobilize talents, and even establish a branch company to develop the game market?"

"Yes."

"You think I'll be willing?" Ye Zhiyuan said coldly.

Siming raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "Uncle Ye, now it's not a question of whether to give up or not, but a question of whether to give up one hand or two hands. I think you should be very clear about Tianyu's current situation. Financing is always better than Better to be annexed, no?"

Ye Zhiyuan was silent for a long time: "Okay, I will consider your suggestion." Standing up, he said calmly, "I'm going to rest first, you can do whatever you want."

"Good night, Uncle Ye."

After Ye Zhiyuan left, Siming said to Ye Jingxi, "Longhua Group competed with the Shen family for that piece of land a while ago. You know why the bid failed, Jingxi?"

Siming has already consciously regarded himself as a family member, and instead of the polite address of "Ye Dong" when they meet on weekdays, he directly calls Jingxi.Although Ye Jingxi was not used to it, she just frowned slightly: "This matter has been investigated, someone stole our bidding plan."

Siming said with a smile: "The Shen family's infighting is not over yet, I think, instead of fighting with them, it's better to find another way."

"how do I say this?"

"When I was traveling, I found a small fishing village with beautiful scenery. It is surrounded by mountains and sea, and the environment is beautiful. When I get up early, I can see the sunrise on the sea. It is an excellent choice for building sea view villas, and the traffic problem is not difficult to solve. , build a road that can be connected to the nearby expressway. I will draw you a map some other day to see if you are interested in investing there. "

Ye Jingxi nodded: "This is a good suggestion, thank you for your attention."

The two smiled at each other.

Siming glanced at the wall clock on the wall, the pointer had already pointed to twelve o'clock.

"It's time to rest."

"Well, I'll go to bed first, and there will be an annoying meeting tomorrow morning." Ye Jingxi frowned slightly, "Go upstairs and see that guy, he was beaten up by dad today. My dad's temper is like this, I have been used to being beaten by him since I was a child. Ye Jinghui must have broken his heart today. If his mother hadn't appeared in time, I could see his posture and wanted to die with his father. Heh, he has a stubborn temper and a stubborn mouth. I don't understand why you fell in love with him."

"Maybe it's because I have special taste." Siming touched his nose, "I'm going up, good night."

……

In the bedroom on the second floor.

Ye Jinghui was lying on the bed, and next to him was Ye Jingwen who was tossing gauze with ointment.

"I said you just don't know what's good and what's wrong. You insist on fighting against him. My son can't turn his back on dad. The position is inherently unfair. Why are you still trying to reason with him? Lie down and pretend to be dead, or it's over. Can he still whip the corpse?" It was Ye Jingwen who complained there, although he was still indifferent on the surface, but seeing Ye Jinghui being beaten all over his body, he couldn't help showing a distressed look.

"It's fine now. Your injury won't heal within a week. You can go to the hospital. Tsk, I've seen several traumatic injuries caused by domestic violence in the hospital, and they're not as terrible as yours." He was still smiling "Dad's whip skill is really good. The distance between the whip marks is actually equal. It is not easy to draw parallel lines."

"Get out, don't whisper in my ear, I'm so annoying." Ye Jinghui turned over, dragging the wound, grinning in pain.

Ye Jingwen smiled: "Who said that I am the only medical student in our family, and you are beaten like this, I don't care who cares?"

"When I saw you, my wound hurt even more. Doctor, don't you know that your smile is worse than a whip?" Ye Jinghui said coldly, "Get out of here quickly."

Before Ye Jingwen could speak, he heard a deep voice behind him: "Jingwen, you go out, I'll come."

Ye Jingwen turned his head and saw Siming standing at the door with a serious face, shrugged: "You will?"

"When my younger brother was young, he often went to the house to climb trees and got injured all over his body. I am very skilled in bandaging and applying medicine."

"Oh, then I'll leave it to you. He said my smile is worse than a whip, and your smile must be the holy medicine for healing. Bye." Standing up, he patted Siming on the shoulder and handed him the medicine box in his hand. Ye Jingwen went out very wisely, and even locked the door for them.

……

There were only two people left in the quiet bedroom, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Ye Jinghui turned around and closed his eyes, ignoring Siming at all.

Si Ming sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked his hair: "Does it hurt?"

Ye Jinghui didn't speak.

Siming turned him over, facing himself, his heart was instantly seized——

I saw that his left face was swollen high from the beating, but there was a bloody red mark on his right face from the whip. The whip mark extended all the way to his ribs, which was shocking!

There are also many criss-cross hickey marks on the white chest, which were left yesterday, and now the old wounds are still not healed, and new wounds have been added. Those criss-crossed hickey marks are covered by dazzling red welts. Although there are no scars, there are several Blood oozes from a fragile spot.The tip of the nipple was even bruised and purple by the whip, and the tip even ruptured, oozing out drops of bright red blood.

Siming frowned tightly, looking at the body full of scars.

The tip of the thumb gently caressed his face: "It's broken here, bear with it, I'll give you medicine."

He took the ointment prepared by Ye Jingwen, squeezed some on his fingers, and gently applied it to the wound. The more he applied it, the more distressed he became. Poor Ye Jinghui, the skin was scratched by the welts.

Siming's movements were extremely gentle, but it still hurt Ye Jinghui. After applying the ointment and bandaging the wound with gauze, Ye Jinghui also raised his arm cooperatively, clenching his teeth from the beginning to the end without grunting. Closing her eyes again, she turned over and ignored him.

Siming lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, gently hugged Ye Jinghui into his arms from behind, being considerate so as not to touch his wound, crossed his right arm across his chest, and held his left shoulder, making his back tight. Cling to your chest.Such a hug from behind looks very ambiguous and intimate.

There was no injury on his back, his skin was warm and smooth, but his chest was hideous and terrifying. The stark contrast formed was even more heartbreaking.

"It's okay..." Siming gently kissed his back, "Go to sleep."

Ye Jinghui suddenly said coldly: "Are you coaxing children?"

"Oh." Siming laughed, "I thought you were going to pretend to be dead tonight, why did you suddenly pretend to be dead and talk?"

"What did you talk to my dad about?"

"Naturally let him agree to us being together."

"You think we're really lovers?"

"You promised."

"Just pretend."

Siming smiled and didn't say anything more, but just tightened his embrace.

Only then did he realize that in just a few days, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and when he was hugged in his arms, he could touch his ribs.

Siming put his lips on his back and said softly, "Ye Jinghui."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

Ye Jinghui's back stiffened, and then he sneered and said, "I'm going to enter the role so soon, do you need me to say something to cooperate with you?"

Ignoring his sarcasm, Siming repeated softly: "I love you."

Ye Jinghui didn't speak any more.

Siming smiled, kissed his back, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep, you are tired."

Volume [-] The Battle of the Strong