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

"General Manager Yin, I heard that Chairman Yin is currently recuperating in your hospital. Is this true?"

"General manager Yin, why did you become the general manager of Yin's as soon as you returned to China? What happened during this process?"

"General Manager Yin, please say a few words!"

Yin Liang stood at the entrance of the hospital, with his hands on his hips blushing, and Wang Bonan was beside him.

He waved his hands to signal the reporters to be quiet: "Everyone, yes or no, you will find out if you come with me."

Relying on the relationship between the general manager and Yin's relatives, Yin Liang held his head high and proudly led a group of reporters into the hospital.

But he didn't know that if it wasn't for Yan Qing's advance notice to let them go, it would be impossible for Yin Liang and the reporters to enter Yin's Hospital today.

Yin Liang asked his daughter-in-law to talk to the old man, and finally found out Yin Sheng's ward number, and brought him to the hospital early in the morning.

He heard that Yan Qing came back today to check the operation of the hospital, and felt that God was helping him. He only felt that it was destined in the dark, that the Yin family would definitely fall into his hands.

A group of people walked to the ward in a mighty way. Yin Liang knocked on the door twice pretending to be a gentleman. After hearing no echo, he twisted the doorknob hard.

"Click."

The person sitting on the hospital bed turned around.

"Who are you!" Furious, Yin Liang walked in and shook the patient's shoulder, "Where's Yin Sheng?! Why isn't Yin Sheng here?"

The reporters walked into the room holding their cameras, only to see a stranger sitting on the bed, almost out of breath being shaken by Yin Liang.

The flashing lights were on brightly, no one tried to dissuade Yin Liang, only the sound of brush strokes silently announcing the headlines of tomorrow's news.

"Yin's general manager, Yin Liang, suspected of having a mental illness, yelled at innocent patients? "

Wang Bonan coughed twice: "Boss Yin, reporter."

Only then did Yin Liang come to his senses, and scolded the old man in his heart for his inaction, and managed to hold up a smile: "Well, I'll show you the hospital first."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yin Liang had no choice but to escape, and the reporters also thought he was stalling for time and did not intend to leave.

"What are so many people doing here?"

A clear voice came from the end of the corridor.

People poked their heads out one after another, and it was Yan Qing who came!

The reporters rushed out of the ward like wolves and aimed their microphones at Yan Qing: "Mr. Yan! Excuse me—!"

A tall figure came up from the stairs, half of his face was blocked by the shadow.

The man smiled and took Yan Qing's hand: "What's the matter? Do you have anything to ask Yan Qing? Can I listen in?"

All the reporters were stunned, they blocked the door of the ward, Yin Liang couldn't get out, he could only squeeze out of the crowd with great effort, and was almost bounced to the ground.

"What are you doing, leave as soon as you say, stop as soon as you say?"

Yin Liang patted the dust on his hands, and as soon as he turned his head, he met Yin Sheng in the sun: "You—"

"I'm back from a business trip, Second Uncle." Yin Liang raised the corner of his mouth, pulled Yan Qing with one hand, and helped Yan Qing block all the flashing lights.

***

"Yin Sheng, the chairman of Yin's, announced his return today. He himself said that he was on a business trip abroad a few days ago and failed to return to China in time. This has caused misunderstandings in the country. I hope you will forgive me."

"It is reported that the news of Yin Sheng's accident may have been spread by Yin Liang, the general manager of the Yin family. Whether the dispute over the wealth of the wealthy family has come to a conclusion, please wait and see!"

As soon as Yan Qing and Yin Sheng returned home, Uncle Fu stood guard at the door early.

"Master!" Uncle Fu staggered with tears in his eyes, showing the excitement of surviving a catastrophe.

Yan Qing tilted his head and looked at Uncle Fu with a smile.

Yin Sheng clenched his fist with his right hand and murmured to his mouth: "Uncle Fu, Yan already knew about it a long time ago."

"Ah..." Uncle Fu raised his head in embarrassment, "I, I joined the drama club when I was in school, and for some reason I became addicted to drama. Come in, both of you."

Yan Qing held back his laughter, stepped into the room in two or three steps, pretending that what happened just now had never happened, and helped Uncle Fu serve the dishes with a smile on his face.

Yin Sheng was finally able to return home, looking at Yan Qing and Uncle Fu who were busy in the kitchen, his heart was moved.

Yan Qing brought out a bowl of black soup that was so cloudy that it was hard to see what was in it.

Uncle Fu stared at Yan Qing with embarrassment as he walked to the dining table step by step, and brought the soup bowl straight to Yin Sheng.

The unpleasant smell suddenly rose into Yin Sheng's nose, he couldn't help pinching his nose, and looked at Yan Qing helplessly.

"To celebrate your discharge from the hospital, I stayed for a long time, you don't think you don't like it?" Yan Qing put his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes, his harmless appearance is especially cute.

Yin Sheng carefully looked at the terrible black soup in front of him, and nodded as if sacrificing his life: "I like it very much."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the soup bowl and poured it into his mouth.

The taste was indeed bitter, and it lingered on his tongue, making Yin Sheng, who never liked to complain, frown tightly.

When he put down the soup bowl, Yan Qing's hand appeared before his eyes.

There are two yellow-brown candied fruit in the palm of the small and fair hand, Yan Qing's eyes are bright: "After eating the medicine and candied fruit, let's talk."

He wants to talk to Yin Sheng about serious matters.

For example, why, didn't tell him about pretending to be unconscious, why did he worry about it for so long.

Yin Sheng stood up slowly, held Yan Qing's hand, bowed his head and said three words: "I'm sorry."

Yan Qing puffed up his cheeks: "This kind of matter can't be solved by saying sorry."

The two walked to the living room and sat at the other end of the sofa without looking at each other.

Yin Sheng squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and said lightly, "It's just that it happened so suddenly, my first thought was not to involve you."

Yin Sheng was indeed in a coma for a while.

That day, he and Yan Zhenghui got into the car, with the intention of sending Yan Zhenghui back to the Yan family, and warning the Yan family not to let Yan Zhenghui come out to make trouble again.

But unexpectedly, Yan Zhenghui answered a phone call and quickly grabbed the steering wheel, disrupting his driving movements. During the entanglement between the two, the car crashed into the merchant across the street, and he lost consciousness.

When I woke up, it was already the day after the operation.

Yin Sheng knew that the only people he could trust now were Fu Bo and Yan Qing, but he couldn't put Yan Qing in danger, so he had to entrust Fu Bo to sort out the company's quarterly plan and various necessary documents and put them on the desk superior.

And he pretended to be still in a coma, letting the "instigator" in Yan Zhenghui's phone show his feet.

Sure enough, in order to snatch the Yin family first, Yin Liang and Wang Bonan joined together in a rare way.

Yan Qing put the milk cup back on the table: "Don't you know how dangerous it is? Yin Liang only needs to be ruthless, and it is possible to attack you while you are in the affiliated hospital, not to mention how can you guarantee that I will follow the instructions?" Your expectations go?"

Yin Sheng glanced at Yan Qing, his eyes full of affection.

Yan Qing was still angry, couldn't see his pale face, and turned his head quickly.

Yin Sheng slowly moved to Yan Qing's side, and gently grabbed Yan Qing's hand. Yan Qing struggled twice and let him go.

"Indeed, the only variable in this situation is you." Yin Sheng lowered his head, "At first, I wanted to let Fu Bo and Yin Lian communicate, but what you said that day let me know that only you can communicate with me. .”

Yan Qing turned to look at Yin Sheng with a deep expression.

In itself, Fu Bo's proposal was to let Yan Qing entrust the Yin family to Yin Lian, but unexpectedly, Yan Qing actually wanted to take over the Yin family.

"You are a meticulous person. I know that the Yin family is in your hands. Although it will not become bigger and stronger, it will definitely be safe and sound."

With a turn of his elbow, Yin Sheng pulled Yan Qing into his arms, and gently touched Yan Qing's cheek with the stubble of his chin.

Yan Qing lost his temper by him, so he just bit Yin Sheng's wrist with his teeth.

Yin Sheng lowered his head and looked at Yan Qing quietly.

He knew how much pressure Yan Qing was under during this time.

So whatever Yan Qing wanted to do, he was happy with it.

Yan Qing's mouth was also ruthless, directly biting Yin Sheng's wrist, leaving two bloodstains.

"Apply the medicine yourself." Yan Qing pulled Yin Sheng's hand away, and glanced at Yin Sheng's stubble with red eyes, "Also, shave cleanly."

Yin Sheng didn't move, just kept staring at Yan Qing, and slowly approached Yan Qing's face: "Then did you forgive me?"

Yan Qing didn't speak, he blinked, broke free from Yin Sheng's arms, and walked to the corridor on the second floor with his hands behind his back: "To apologize, I have to kneel for a few days anyway."

He glanced at Uncle Fu downstairs who was bringing Yin Sheng a medicine box: "Uncle Fu, are you right?"

Fu Bo trembled all over, nodded abruptly, and handed the medicine box to his young master: "Master Yan is right, young master, you should bandage it yourself, I still have housework to do."

Yan Qing slammed the door shut, and the phone in his trouser pocket rang. It was his mother who was training abroad.

Yan Qing picked up the phone and called weakly: "Mom."

"I haven't slept yet." Yan's mother's voice was very gentle, and she laughed again after speaking, "I read the news that Yin Sheng was injured when he was on a business trip abroad, how is it now?"

Yan Qing rolled his eyes and smiled: "It's much better, you care about him so much, you don't even ask me how I'm doing?"

"How can Yin Sheng treat you badly? He cares more about you than me, a mother."

Hearing this, Yan Qing couldn't help but blushed and rubbed his ears lightly: "It's not so good, is it?"

"Are you still thinking about how kind people are to you?"

Yan Qing lowered his eyes, leaned on the bed with one hand, and swayed his two thin legs casually.

He chatted with his mother for a few more words, but it was still mother who found out that it was getting late and hung up the phone, otherwise he would have to talk about it forever.

After all, during this period of time, he has experienced too many things.

Yan Qing lay on the bed with the word "big", looked up at the snow-white ceiling, and let out a long sigh.

The phone rang again, this time it was not the mother, but Lin Xingyi.

Lin Xingyi was still bluffing, and there seemed to be Gao Shu's voice next to him: "Yan Qing, I heard that my cousin has returned home. You must be very tired during this time, right?"

Yan Qing pursed his lips, and unceremoniously exposed Lin Xingyi: "Lin Xingyi, let the fart go."

"Okay, okay." Lin Xingyi muttered, "Why do you look more and more like my cousin..."

Lin Xing on the other end of the phone coughed twice, and asked solemnly: "It's time to get down to business, do you want to go out and relax? We plan to take Gong He on a 'memory trip'."