The big brother's wife is actually a rich and powerful young master

Two days passed like a fleeting moment, and passed in an instant.

On the last day, after finishing the science and comprehensive exam, the students in Class [-] of Senior Three agreed to take a group photo together in front of the school gate.

Students who had taken exams in other schools also returned to the school gate one after another, and the crowd dispersed, either laughing or depressed, but only the students in Class [-], Senior Three, were in high spirits.

"Yan Qing, come here!"

The boy in a black and white suit stood under the big banyan tree, turned around gently, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay!"

Yan Qing ran towards Lin Xingyi, but was grabbed by Gong He who was standing next to Lin Xingyi: "Yan Qing should stand with me."

Lin Xingyi grabbed Yan Qing's arm indignantly: "Hmph, I'm Yan Qing's deskmate, of course he has to be with me."

The two squeezed Yan Qing into the middle with winks and whimpers, and Gao Shu, who was in the next row, pinned their foreheads and flicked each of them: "Stop arguing! Let Yan Qing stand in the middle!"

"Students, look at the camera!"

Yan Qing was caught off guard and pulled into the middle of the students, showing a sunny smile to the camera.

"eggplant!"

There is a photo studio next to the school. Wang Qin used the fastest way to print brand new photos for the children in her class. The higher-definition photo albums will be sent to each student's home after they are developed.

Yan Qing held the photo printed on coated paper, said goodbye to his friends with a smile, stepped across the white crosswalk, and got into the car lightly.

"Master driver, I have troubled you these few days~"

Yan Qing opened the door while talking, and when he got into the car, he didn't notice that there was still a person sitting in the back seat.

"Happy Graduation."

"Yin Sheng?!" Yan Qing stared dumbfounded at the man beside him.

Today's Yin Sheng was dressed very solemnly, and even put on the tie that Yan Qing gave him.

A boxy gift box of medium size was placed between the two of them, with an exaggerated red bow tied on top.

Yin Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, and raised his hand for Yan Qing to open the box: "Graduation gift for you."

Yan Qing waved his hand and refused without thinking: "I have been taken care of by you too much, please don't give me any more gifts."

He frowned in embarrassment, thinking that what Yin Sheng gave him was enough for him to buy a house in the city center of a second-tier city, and he really couldn't accept it anymore.

But Yin Sheng still pushed the gift box in the direction of Yan Qing: "It's not something precious, you open it and have a look, if you think it's valuable, just return it to me."

"Really?" Yan Qing widened his eyes, gently lifted a ribbon of the bow with one hand, and pulled it away lightly.

There was a piece of pudding with Q bombs in the box. As soon as the box was opened, the rich milky fragrance wafted to the tip of Yan Qing's nose.

Yan Qing raised his head slowly, and confirmed with Yin Sheng with some hesitation: "Did you do this?"

Yin Sheng nodded happily, but when he saw that Yan Qing was holding a small spoon and didn't dare to touch it, he couldn't help but sighed: "Don't worry, I'll let Uncle Fu teach the whole process this time, and I brought it out after Uncle Fu tasted it."

With the endorsement of Fu Bo, a professional pastry chef, Yan Qing naturally eliminated all fears, scooped up the pudding with a spoon, and put it in his mouth.

The sweet but not greasy taste flooded his mouth, Yan Qing couldn't help but licked his lips, looked at Yin Sheng in surprise, scooped up the pudding naturally, and handed it to Yin Sheng's mouth.

Yin Sheng was so puzzled by Yan Qing's action that he raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"It's super delicious, take a quick bite." Yan Qing's eyes were round and full of energy, making Yin Sheng grunt and squint at the driver in the front seat.

The driver immediately began to shake his head and pretend to hum a ditty.

Yin Sheng didn't eat the pudding on the small spoon right away, but approached Yan Qing slowly, shortening the distance between them little by little, until Yan Qing withdrew his hand.

Suddenly, Yin Sheng pressed his forehead to the center of Yan Qing's brows, and then slowly slid down, his eyes fixed on Yan Qing, holding the pudding on the spoon.

Yan Qing quickly withdrew his hand, feeling like a herbivore being targeted by a cheetah in the forest, and Yin Sheng was that black cheetah.

Yan Qing timidly raised his eyes to look at Yin Sheng, why, Yin Sheng's pupils were clearly black, but he felt that this man's eyes were red?

Fortunately, this time did not last long, and they returned to the villa, "suffering" Forbe's warm hospitality.

This is also the first time for Yan Qing, almost feeling like he is going to be strangled to death on the dining table——

"Fu Bo, I really can't eat anymore..."

"Young Master Yan is too tired these days, you need to eat more to replenish yourself. There is also a Bak Kut Teh stewed."

"God! Yin Sheng, help me!"

***

After the college entrance examination was over, before the results came out, Yan Qing ran to the hospital first, wanting to show his mother his high school diploma.

After all, when he dropped out of school for his mother, his mother almost shut him out of the ward in anger. Now that he has successfully graduated, he wanted to tell his mother right away, so that she could let go of her hanging heart.

It's just that Yan's mother's health is getting worse day by day. As soon as the two arrived at the hospital, Xue Youshan found an excuse to talk about the past and dragged Yin Sheng into the doctor's office.

Yan Qing looked back nervously, and waited for the figures of Yin Sheng and Xue Youshan to disappear around the corner, then exhaled, calmed down, and pushed the door in with flowers and graduation certificates in hand.

The white ward is empty, there are no other colors in the room, the only brilliant color is the green leaves outside the window.

Mother Yan sat on the bed with her back straight, raised her head and stared enviously at the scenery outside the window.

"Mom?" Yan Qing walked to the hospital bed, unwrapped the bouquet, and inserted one by one into a transparent glass vase, "The scenery outside the window is more beautiful than your son's?"

Mother Yan turned her head with a smile, looked at the perfume lily in the glass bottle, and gently took Yan Qing's hand: "Why, my Xiaoqing is the prettiest."

The two mothers cuddled together affectionately, and Yan Qing clearly smelled the smell of medicine on Mother Yan's body. He lowered his head and glanced at the half-open drawer, which was full of small and exquisite medicine bottles.

Yan's mother noticed Yan Qing's gaze, closed the drawer at a loss, and looked at Yan Qing with a red face: "Xiaoqing..."

Yan Qing pretended not to see anything, and pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "Are you taking all the medicines for rehabilitation?"

"Yes, yes." Mother Yan wiped off her cold sweat and replied with fear.

Mother Yan didn't know that her son already knew about her condition, she just instinctively didn't want Yan Qing to worry about her, but she didn't expect her own strength to make Yan Qing even more sad.

"By the way, Mom, this is my high school diploma." Yan Qing bowed his head, suppressing tears, and handed the small brown leather certificate to Mother Yan.

Yan's mother has worked hard to make money half her life, she has no knowledge, and only graduated from junior high school.Seeing Yan Qing's high school graduation certificate, he couldn't help but take it with both hands in surprise, and spread it out solemnly: "Oh, the graduation certificate from No. [-] Middle School in the city."

Yan Qing sat beside the hospital bed, pointing to the words on the graduation certificate: "When I receive the university admission letter next month, I will show it to you as well."

It was rare for Mother Yan to smile happily. She excitedly hugged her graduation certificate in her arms: "That's great. Our family has never had a college student. Your father will be happy if he is alive."

When mentioning his adoptive father, Yan Qing felt a sense of loss. His adoptive father had worked so hard all his life, but he didn't know until his death that the child he raised for so many years was not his own.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing couldn't help but looked at Yan's mother anxiously. If mother knew that they were not related by blood, would she be very disappointed?

His expression aroused the distress of Yan's mother. Yan's mother put the graduation certificate on her knees, and held Yan Qing's melancholy face with both hands: "What's wrong? Why is your face so bad?"

Feeling the calluses and hot temperature of her mother's hands, Yan Qing pursed her lips and smiled arrogantly: "I'm too tired these days, the college entrance examination is very difficult."

"Then we just have to do our best, and the result after doing our best is the best."

When Yin Sheng walked to the door of the room, he heard Mother Yan comforting Yan Qing.

Mother Yan only knew that Yan Qing had excellent grades in the high school entrance examination, but she had no way of predicting that her son would still dominate the crowd after two years of absence from school.

But even if she knew nothing about Yan Qing's studies, she would support Yan Qing without any reason.

Yin Sheng coughed and knocked on the door twice: "Can I come in?"

"Of course!" Yan Qing happily ran to the door to help Yin Sheng open it, "Come in quickly."

When Yan's mother saw Yin Sheng, she was even happier than seeing Yan Qing, and quickly asked Yan Qing to move a chair for Yin Sheng: "Mr. Yin, come in and sit."

Yan Qing put the small stool in front of the hospital bed and tilted his head in confusion: "Why does my mother like you so much, she didn't let me sit on it just now."

Yin Sheng looked at Yan Qing with a helpless smile, and Yan's mother also bent down to hold Yin Sheng's hand with a smile: "How old are you, and you are still jealous like a child? When did you come here and sit on my bed?" ?”

Yan Qing puffed up his cheeks with a smile, covered his ears as if "I don't listen".

Yin Sheng just quietly watched the interaction between mother and son, showing a knowing smile.

It seems that in order to make Yan's mother feel better, every time Yan Qing came to the hospital, he would act like a child.He is usually gentle and calm, but he always shows up in front of Yanmu, or pretends to be playful.

And only in this way, Yan's mother will temporarily forget the worry in Yan Qing's eyes.

The three chatted for another two hours, and Yan Qing finished lunch with Yan's mother before leaving the ward with Yin Sheng.

It's just that Yan Qing walked very fast this time, keeping a distance of half a pace from Yin Sheng.

Yin Sheng walked silently, but suddenly put his hands in his pockets and stopped in place.

Yan Qing also stopped, turned his head slowly, and looked at Yin Sheng with deep eyes.

In front of them was the very familiar doctor's office, which was also the place where Xue Youshan asked Yin Sheng to go just now.

Yin Sheng pouted, wanting to ask Yan Qing why he brought him here.

But before he could speak, Yan Qing seemed to be holding back tears, and shrugged vigorously, "I think, ask Dr. Xue about my mother's condition."

Yin Sheng didn't speak, but stepped forward and held Yan Qing's hand tightly.

With a "click", the door of the office was opened.

Xue Youshan looked at the two people whose fingers were intertwined in front of him, and scratched his head in a daze: "You guys, what's the matter?"