Holding the wrong fake young master to favor without knowing it

Yan Qingyuan never thought that he would be grounded after going home to discuss about moving out, but his eldest brother looked really tired, Yan Qingyuan felt distressed, and did not immediately refute.

"Recently, a new important project has been launched, and there are many competitors. Not only do you have to do a good job, but you also have to manage relationships. It is quite hard." Yan Zeqing sat across the dining table and said, "Are you going to the wine tasting party today?"

"Yeah." Yan Zeshui glanced at his second brother helplessly, "The hangover was still over last night, and today I have to taste wine again, and my tongue is numb. You don't know how to be scruples about me when you arrange work."

"Work is work." Yan Zeqing said in a cool tone.

Yan Qingyuan felt the slight smell of alcohol on his body when his elder brother hugged him, and the elder brother, who had always maintained an elite look, even had a hoarse voice at this moment.

"Brother wants to eat something, I'll go and talk to the chef." Yan Qingyuan noticed Yan Zeshui's tired face, reached out to help his elder brother take off his alcohol-stained coat, and gave up his seat.

Yan Zeshui stretched out his hand and tore off his tie and collar, revealing a large piece of his strong chest. He leaned halfway on the chair, leaning his head slightly on Yan Qingyuan's chest, looking as if some discomfort was being relieved.

"Well, white porridge, don't put anything."

"Okay." Yan Qingyuan carefully removed the head of his elder brother leaning on him, turned and went to the kitchen.

"Why not let him move out?" Yan Zeqing asked.

Yan Zeshui opened his eyes slightly, half-closed his eyes, as if he was still resisting the dizziness caused by exhaustion, and then slowly said after a while: "Because of a little selfishness."

After Yan Zeshui drank the porridge, his expression finally improved. He looked at Yan Qingyuan: "Can I get a head massage from my dear brother?"

"Okay." Yan Qingyuan actually doesn't know how to massage at all, it's just a mess, but every time the elder brother will be very flattering and say, it's so comfortable, the strength is just right, and it's very relaxing.

Yan Zeshui half leaned on Yan Qingyuan's shoulders and chest, and smiled softly: "Sure enough, only our little Yuanyuan is the most relaxing."

Yan Qingyuan inexplicably felt a slight movement in his heart, and didn't know how to express his current mood.

Yan Qingyuan wanted to talk about it the next morning after Yan Zeshui had slept through the night and had enough rest. He thought it might be because his elder brother was in a bad mood that he refused so simply.

Yan Qingyuan got up very early in the morning and waited in the living room.

But... the eldest brother never showed up, the second brother has already gone to work, and the servants at home also said that they did not see the eldest brother, and did not prepare the eldest brother's breakfast.

Yan Qingyuan vaguely felt something was wrong, and finally went to Yan Zeshui's room to knock on the door when the working hours had passed.

There was no sound, no movement, and there seemed to be no one in the room.

Yan Qingyuan twisted the doorknob, but it couldn't be opened. It should be locked, maybe it was locked by the eldest brother.

But Yan Qingyuan's heart was always uneasy, and no one answered Yan Zeshui's calls.

Yan Qingyuan went to Xu San and asked for Yan Zeshui's bedroom key, with a very tough attitude.

Perhaps Xu San felt that something was wrong. As the old butler of the Yan family, it was impossible for him not to know that the young master had gone out, so he followed Yan Qingyuan to open the door of Yan Zeshui's bedroom.

The door couldn't be opened, it was locked from the inside, Yan Qingyuan was very sure that Yan Zeshui should still be inside and hadn't come out, but how could the elder brother who has always been very self-disciplined not go to work without saying a word, something must have happened.

Yan Qingyuan panicked, and kept banging on the bedroom door: "Big brother, big brother, big brother!"

Xu Sanzui also realized the importance of the matter, and immediately asked the maintenance workers at home to come up and unlock the lock, but the door suddenly opened from the inside, and Yan Qingyuan and Xu Sanzui looked at the person inside the door together.

The person who opened the door was of course Yan Zeshui, and now Yan Zeshui looks like Yan Qingyuan has never seen before, his brows are tightly wrinkled, his face is sickly, half leaning against the wall, he usually pays attention to his attire, but today he only wears obscene trousers .

"Yuanyuan?" Yan Zeshui's reaction was much slower than usual. He slightly opened his eyes to look at Yan Qingyuan, but it seemed that he could only see Yan Qingyuan. Full of anger, "What are you doing knocking on the door so early?"

Yan Qingyuan looked up at his elder brother's tall figure, and realized for the first time that his elder brother was actually so fragile, half leaning against the wall, he looked like he was trying to be handsome but more like he could no longer support his body.

Then Yan Qingyuan directly stepped forward and reached out to hold Yan Zeshui's hand. The palms of the two faced each other, and the scalding temperature came from the other's hand instantly.

"Brother seems to have a fever, call the doctor." Yan Qingyuan immediately stepped forward to support Yan Zeshui's body, as expected, it was hot to the touch, and Yan Qingyuan walked back with Yan Zeshui on his back.

Yan Zeshui's room is basically dominated by black and white tones. After the gray and black curtains are completely closed, only some light can be seen from some gaps that are not completely sealed.

Suddenly the alarm clock next to him rang. The design of the alarm clock is that as long as no one touches him, it will continue to ring at regular intervals. It is conceivable that it is still ringing, but Yan Zeshui in the room did not notice it at all. !

Yan Qingyuan pressed Yan Zeshui on the bed, raised his head and asked Xu Sanzui: "Did the doctor call?"

"Already called, young master."

Yan Qingyuan looked at the sealed curtain, opened it directly, stood up, opened the window to take a breath, and then took the thermometer in the medical box brought by Xu Sanzui to measure it.

38 degrees four, not considered a high fever, but now Yan Zeshui's state does not look like just a normal fever.

"What should I do now?" Yan Qingyuan raised his head and asked the butler beside him.

"Physical cooling first."

According to what Xu Sanzui said, Yan Qingyuan took the initiative to prepare ice water and cold towels, put them on Yan Zeshui's forehead, and found alcohol to wipe Yan Zeshui's palms, armpits and other places continuously.

Afterwards, he continued to pay attention to Yan Zeshui's movements, moved a stool and sat beside Yan Zeshui.

The doctor came after Yan Qingyuan finished all this, and brought antipyretic medicine. After taking the medicine, the doctor said to check the situation temporarily. If the temperature does not cool down, he needs to go to the hospital for an examination.

Yan Zeshui was actually awake, he didn't hear the sound of the alarm clock, but since he woke up and saw Yan Qingyuan, his body had gradually awakened from a deep sleep, Yan Zeshui had seen all the efforts Yan Qingyuan had been making.

Yan Zeshui did feel tired and heavy. Before going to bed, he only thought that the fever was a minor illness, and it passed after a night's sleep, but he didn't expect it to get worse.

Is he old?

Lying quietly on the bed, watching Yan Qingyuan call the doctor, open the window, give him physical cooling, and now the young man who raised his head and listened to the doctor's words very seriously, suddenly realized that the younger brother he had always loved had reached the age where he could make decisions ?

Normally Xu Sanzu could do these things, but now Yan Qingyuan was already doing it by himself.

Yan Zeshui blinked his eyes, probably because of the fever, his field of vision became different from usual, the boy he was looking at at this time was different from the immature boy in his memory who liked to throw himself into his arms.

Some empty, but also some proud.

"The doctor said that you have a fever because you are too tired, and you need to take a rest." Yan Qingyuan sat beside Yan Zeshui with his legs crossed, "As long as you have a good rest, you will recover quickly. In order not to feel uncomfortable and to work hard, you should take a good rest now." Get well soon with your cooperation."

The corners of Yan Zeshui's mouth curled up slightly, obviously his breathing was hot and uncomfortable, but he is now in a surprisingly good mood.

"Everyone has limits, and you have to combine work and rest. If you keep suppressing it, you will easily get sick." Yan Qingyuan re-applied alcohol on Yan Zeshui's dry palms, "Brother also needs to know what is enough and enough is enough. And teach me every day."

"Yuanyuan, big brother is very sad." Yan Zeshui said in a rare aggrieved way.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Yan Qingyuan got up in a hurry to grab the phone and call Xu Sanzui to prepare a car.

"Brother feels uncomfortable."

Yan Qingyuan was stunned for a moment: "Is the work particularly difficult?"

Probably because of illness, or because the only boy around him who he has always loved, Yan Zeshui showed a little fragility which is rare.

Yan Zeshui's voice was very hoarse, his eyes were bloodshot, but he wanted to talk: "Yes, it's a bit difficult, it's not that it can't be done, it's just that the effort is not proportional to the harvest, and the employees of the company have been tired for a long time, but there is no way Give them enough time off."

Yan Qingyuan didn't understand the affairs of the company, so he could only listen to what Yan Zeshui said, and Yan Zeshui and Yan Qingyuan didn't say that they wanted him to understand, but rather that he just wanted to talk to his brother.

"The development of large-scale commercial streets in the new district is very difficult. First of all, the area is very remote, and the flow of people has always been very small. There are quite a lot of places to consider. In order to ensure that it will not become a dead city in the future, the surrounding environmental policies should be more dynamic. It is difficult to make progress in at least 20 years, but we must win this project."

"20 years." Yan Qingyuan was shocked by the time span. In 20 years, the eldest brother is almost fifty.

"Because what we need to consider is not only short-term profit creation, but long-term development, Yuanyuan." Yan Zeshui slightly turned his head to look at Yan Qingyuan, "What we are doing now is not only for personal development, but for the 'Yan family' ’ This being does, all of us are but gears to turn the name of nothingness.”

Yan Zeshui thought that Yan Qingyuan didn't understand.

But Yan Qingyuan, who has read the book, more or less understands the intricacies here. The so-called "Yan family" does not refer to their family alone, but refers to all the people who bear the "surname Yan". Together, it is like ants maintaining the balance of the entire family.

Although Yan Qisui is the pillar of their family, he is not the head of the Yan family. The one who really controls all this is actually someone else. Yan Qingyuan only saw Yan who was surrounded by everyone from a distance at the banquet. The head of the family, the complimenters surrounded him, and he was too young to even see the corner of that person's clothes.

And the one who the Patriarch finally admitted, and the one who passed on the position of the Patriarch, in the book, was Gu Hanhai.

No... At that time, it should have been Yan Hanhai.

In this huge family where everyone is a cog, Gu Hanhai is the brightest diamond that is polished to a dazzling brilliance. His experience of embracing mistakes has cultivated his thinking ability and way of thinking that are incompatible with the Yan family's own concepts. , he relied on his own ability to control the Yan family by himself, and finally reached the position of the head of the family.

In this book, all the people seem to be Gu Hanhai's foil, and even complaining about mistakes will become a necessary experience for Gu Hanhai.

Yan Qingyuan's fingers moved, he looked up at his elder brother who was already tired due to the heavy tasks at work, and suddenly thought.

Could it be that as long as Gu Hanhai comes back early and makes him shine, the current big brother and second brother will be much more relaxed?

All the changes in the Yan family started with Gu Hanhai's return.

But it will take a certain amount of time to get to the bottom of all the real changes that have taken shape in the Yan family, and after this time, Yan Zeshui, Yan Zeqing, Yan Qisui, Xihe, these family members he loves, are almost all Gu Hanhai. background plate.

Gu Hanhai's world is huge, and his future development is limitless, but for Yan Qingyuan, all he can focus on is a small corner like his own family.

He couldn't bear to part with his family, after Gu Hanhai came back, there was no room for him to intervene.

"Can't you just do it?" Yan Qingyuan asked.

"Silly Yuanyuan." Yan Zeshui smiled lightly, "Of course we have to do it, not only do it but also make it beautiful, the Yan family has a great reputation, big brother can't just throw away the big watermelon just because of his fragility, it's also for the future, Maybe the eldest brother's career can pave the way for Yuanyuan's child in the future."

Yan Qingyuan looked at Yan Zeshui, and stretched out his hand to hold Yan Zeshui's hand. Yan Zeshui thought that he was going to wipe off the alcohol, and spread his fingers, but there was a warm and soft touch on the palm of his hand. Looking over, he found that it was Yan Qingyuan at this time. It actually leaned in the palm of his hand.

"Brother, Yuanyuan likes you."

Yan Zeshui smiled, his eyes were very gentle: "Yuanyuan, I'm sorry."

Yan Qingyuan looked at Yan Zeshui suspiciously, not understanding why he suddenly got an apology.

"Yuanyuan, big brother doesn't want you to leave." Yan Zeshui knew that this was not good for him, so he used his selfishness to tie the young man who was supposed to fly high, "I need you."

In this Yan family where he can't see himself, where everything only discusses interests, in this place where he can't feel the warmth of feelings, he really needs Yan Qingyuan to remind him that he is not a machine of the Yan family.

Yan Zeshui knows that he is fragile, and when people are lacking, they will try their best to show something. He tried his best to show his seriousness and strength because he lacks these too much. His xinxing is not even comparable to his second brother.

He needs a sustenance, an outlet, to have a good time with Yan Qingyuan, and ignore it like a fool. This is a very important way for him to vent his emotions, but if he loses Yan Qingyuan, he may It will become a flawless machine, a more handy tool for Yan's family.

If it becomes like that, Yan Zeshui will not know if he is still there.

Yan Qingyuan was sticking to Yan Zeshui's palm, and he received the elder brother's emotions, so he was also sad because of it.

There are many things he doesn't understand, but he will try to understand, because these are the only relatives in his small world.

Yan Zeshui was really tired. He was very strong and would not get sick basically. Therefore, he became aggressive after a sudden illness, but he recovered quickly. After the fever subsided, he fell asleep peacefully. The doctor left after making sure that there was nothing wrong.

But Yan Qingyuan secretly returned to her room with her mobile phone in her arms.

As he said at the beginning, he wanted to do something.

Or rather, he had to do something.

If you don't do anything, it's better to let Gu Hanhai come back directly.

Yan Qingyuan looked at the sky, checked the time difference, and finally dialed the phone resolutely.

Yan Qisui just woke up, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of hair, sat up, the quilt slipped off his body, he got up and went to the bathroom, but suddenly a call came from the mobile phone in the living room, he went over and sat on the sofa, saw On Yan Qingyuan's caller ID, he picked it up without much hesitation.

"dad."

"En." The angry young voice on the opposite side, Yan Qisui changed his posture, responded casually, and waited for the person opposite to speak.

"Brother is sick and has a fever. The doctor said that he is overworked and needs to rest."

"Is the company's matter settled?" Yan Qisui asked casually.

However, there was no sound on the other side of the phone, Yan Qisui frowned, and called out: "Yan Qingyuan."

"Why don't you ask Big Brother if his health has improved now!"

Yan Qisui frowned subconsciously, how could he not have heard the obvious questioning tone when his own son spoke to him, he never liked when someone spoke to him like that.

But indeed, he was his own son after all, so he should care about him emotionally and rationally.

"How is his illness?"

"The fever has subsided and he is sleeping now. The doctor said he needs to rest."

"Then how do you arrange the work?" After Yan Qisui finished speaking, he heard a silence on the other side.

Through the silence just now, Yan Qisui already knew what Yan Qingyuan wanted to say to him, so he pinched his eyebrows a little, he didn't like this feeling.

"There is no need to let him rest, but the work must be done well. If Yan Zeshui can't do it, then let Yan Zeqing take responsibility. He has been a secretary for so long and has the ability to temporarily replace him." Yan Qisui pinched his brows, so Such an insignificant thing bothered him early in the morning, but he couldn't reprimand Yan Qingyuan.

"This job seems to be difficult." Yan Qingyuan's voice came softly from the opposite side.

"How can work be easy?"

The other side was silent again.

Even after three or four times of silence, Yan Qisui found that he was very patient and did not hang up the phone. Instead, he said in a compromised way: "Let Yan Zeqing sort out some documents about the current work progress, I see After that, we will arrange for people to go there.”

"En." Yan Qingyuan responded at this time, "Dad, can you call Big Brother and talk to him."

"If there is a problem, sort out the files directly..."

"I'm not asking Dad to discuss work with Eldest Brother on the phone, but I hope Dad will take care of Eldest Brother's physical condition!" Yan Qingyuan suddenly said loudly.

The author has something to say: and