Holding the wrong fake young master to favor without knowing it

Yan Qingyuan's heart was beating violently at this moment. Although his voice was very steady, his heart seemed to be about to jump out. He had never talked to Yan Qisui like this before. Where did he get the courage to talk to Yan Qi? Sui speaks like this.

Yan Qingyuan covered his mouth to prevent his tense and unsteady breathing from being discovered by Yan Qisui. He just yelled at Yan Qisui and asked Yan Qisui to take care of his elder brother's body. They are not only subordinates, but also father and son, blood relationship The kind of relationship, you can't be so indifferent.

Yan Qisui frowned tightly, and his tone was obviously much stricter: "He's not a child anymore, don't you know what to do if he's sick? If it's useful for me to care about it, what do I need a doctor for?"

Yan Qingyuan's eyes went dark when he heard Yan Qisui's reprimand, but then he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother has been fulfilling Dad's request very experiencedly, and he has done well, but Dad has never praised Big Brother." !"

"Success is what he should have done, but he still has the face to praise him?"

"Even if the exam is passed, the teacher will still praise you!" Yan Qingyuan raised his voice to Yan Qisui very rarely, "Father is much closer and more important to us than the teacher. If Dad is sick... Even if I am scared to death by myself on the plane, I will go to Dad's side and stay with Dad!"

The reprimand that Yan Qisui was about to spit out was stuck in his throat because of the last half of Yan Qingyuan's sentence. A strange feeling I've never felt before.

"Brother is very sad, but he still wants to do a good job, not only because of Yan's family, but also for our family, and because it is Dad's order."

In the book, Yan Zeshui's character was not well analyzed until the end. Yan Qingyuan thought about why he didn't analyze it carefully. Is it because the author discovered Yan Zeshui's fragility and felt that he was not strong enough, so he deliberately ignored it?

"Because dad is very important, so dad's orders are very important, work and so on are all good!" Yan Qingyuan's words were mixed, but there was only one core. He hoped that Yan Qisui would know, "Big brother respects dad very much, dad doesn't care about big brother so much, Eldest brother still respects my father very much, I know how it feels to like my father, and I love my father, my elder brother also likes my father."

"Like?" Yan Qisui squeezed out these two words from between his teeth, the unfamiliarity of these two words made his mouth burn.

"Yes, I like it!" Yan Qingyuan lost his young master's temper on the other end of the phone, "I like Dad, and I want Dad to care about me, it's that simple!"

Yan Qisui twitched the corner of his mouth, it was the first time he realized that this little son was so childish, do children of this age like to talk about such meaningless words every day?He felt embarrassed that Yan Qingyuan was actually his son.

"Brother needs Dad's encouragement, he is sick, Dad needs to care about him, you have to call Big Brother!" Yan Qingyuan didn't know where he got the courage to order Yan Qisui, "Go!"

After saying this, Yan Qingyuan didn't stop talking, and Yan Qisui hung up the phone.

In a hurry, he turned off the phone, he was afraid that Yan Qisui would call him again and reprimand him.

Yan Qingyuan was sitting on the ground with his cell phone with a black screen in his arms, his mind was buzzing, he couldn't remember what he said when he called Yan Qisui just now, it felt like all the words were too much, Yan Qingyuan trembled He covered his face, he was going to die.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, he is still the young master of the Yan family, and the tiger's poison is not yet hungry.

He is going to die!

Yan Qingyuan held his chest where his heart was beating wildly, his eyes were full of tears.

Yan Qisui's hand was still in the motion of answering the phone, and then he slowly put it down, and tapped his temple with his fingers, his face full of weirdness.

He was reprimanded by his youngest son who didn't have any bright spots?

Yan Qisui felt that he should be angry, but he couldn't help laughing again, he even entertained himself thinking that maybe this was the so-called laughing back from anger?

I have never noticed that Yan Qingyuan can be so noisy before, what happened during this time?

What Yan Qingyuan said is indeed something that a normal family should have, but they are not a normal family after all, and restricting themselves with ordinary conditions is a kind of restraint.

It should be like this...

Yan Qisui leaned on the sofa. It is true that Yan Zeshui's project has been relatively difficult recently. Yan Zeshui is less than [-] years old, and none of the old guys in his position have abdicated. Although this is not a level based on age, Yan Zeshui really wants to It does take some work to be perfect.

But this project is very important, and it can almost establish the unshakable position of their Yan family for the next 20 years, so that they can go further with their own family. Although he handed it over to Yan Zeshui, he really didn't mean to let him take it all on his own. Greeted early.

Now it seems that there is a problem here, and it is indeed necessary for Yan Zeshui and Yan Zeqing to understand the situation.

As for Yan Zeshui's illness, let's take care of it by the way, a few words, otherwise there is no guarantee that Yan Qingyuan will not call again, Yan Qingyuan likes to call him early in the morning every time, which hurts his mood all day long.

"The call just now was..." Suddenly, an elegant female voice with a somewhat lazy tone came from behind Yan Qisui, "It's Yan Qingyuan?"

"Yes." Yan Qisui didn't look back.

"He actually took the initiative to call you?"

"kindness."

The woman standing behind Yan Qisui is tall, mature and beautiful. Even without makeup, she is amazing. Her hair falls casually on the silk pajamas, and the pajamas perfectly outline the woman With a charming figure, the years have hardly left the weather on the woman's face.

"A dragon has nine sons, each of which is different." Yan Qisui said with a light smile, "Which of our genes mutated to give birth to such a freak?"

Xihe glanced at Yan Qisui: "Does Yan Qingyuan want to get tough now?"

"It's not like." Even though his tone was aggressive on the phone, the boy actually didn't completely cover up his trembling voice. Yan Qisui closed his eyes and could even imagine Yan Qingyuan screaming in front of him while he was in a ball. appearance.

It's a little funny to think about it like this, and then I can't get angry.

"Isn't the project over there already confirmed to be given to us?" Xi He half-lyed on the back of the sofa, looking sideways at Yan Qisui.

"Someone got in the way."

"That kid Yan Zeshui finds it tricky. It's not hard to imagine which old guys want to touch this cake." Xihe stretched out his hand and brushed his long hair, and said casually, "Everything went wrong but he didn't say a word. Are you going to mess things up and let us know?"

Yan Qisui didn't answer, but lowered his eyes slightly, thinking of Yan Qingyuan who just hung up the phone.

Because you respect him and like him, you want to complete the work he assigns?Shouldn't work be taken for granted?

What is your son thinking?

Yan Qisui tapped the back of his other hand with his hand, thinking hard to understand what his son was thinking.

"I'll go back." Suddenly Xihe said.

"Don't you need to worry about things here?" Yan Qisui's conversation with Xihe didn't look like his wife at all, but Xihe didn't care at all, or even though she was wearing comfortable and casual pajamas, she Looking at Yan Qisui's eyes, there is also no emotion.

"I need to check the situation for a while, and I can stop for a while." Xihe said.

Yan Qisui suddenly thought of Yan Zeshui who was sick due to work, and asked, "Don't you want to take a break?"

However, Xihe brushed his hair coolly, and dialed the phone: "Hey, help me book a ticket to go back to China, today."

Yan Qisui narrowed his eyes.

"Work is the best rest." Xihe raised the corners of his lips, put one hand on his waist, and his smile was full of arrogance.

Yan Qisui looked at Xihe, he was always satisfied with this wife in every way.

Ambitious, patient, resourceful, and very ruthless.

Isn't that normal?Yan Qisui narrowed his eyes, the so-called society is like this.

Yan Zeshui rested all day, but he still discussed with Yan Zeqing about today's work problems at dinner time. Yan Qingyuan just watched at that time, knowing that work is very important to the eldest brother and the second brother, he would not let it go The sick elder brother worries about work.

After all, if you don't understand the things that are on your mind day and night, it will be even worse if you keep it on your mind.

Yan Zeqing went to give the elder brother the medicine. Yan Zeqing looked at Yan Qingyuan's back and said, "Did Yuanyuan take care of you the whole day you were resting today?"

"Ah."

Yan Zeqing was silent for a moment, he might have a fever or something.

Yan Qingyuan's sympathy for this strong, bear-like man should be taken care of by a Yuanyuan like An Ta.

Inexplicably looking forward to it.

That night, Yan Zeshui's spirit had basically recovered. A whole day's rest was enough for him, and his fever had subsided. Of course, he had to take advantage of the current time to deal with work matters.

until there was a knock on his door.

"What's the matter?" Yan Zeshui originally thought it might be the butler asking about his physical condition or checking if he needed medicine or supper, but he didn't expect that it was Yan Qingyuan's boyish voice coming from outside the door.

"Brother, can I go in now?"

Yan Zeshui was taken aback, the hand that was about to type stayed on the laptop for a while, and he simply typed a few words to say later, and then put the laptop on the bedside table, not because he was afraid of being seen by Yan Qingyuan, but really It's not.

"Yuanyuan, you can come in."

Yan Qingyuan pushed open the door, and Yan Zeshui saw his younger brother's current state.

The boy was simply wearing clean pajamas and cute slippers, looking at him in a daze, holding a huge pillow in his hand that he likes to hug when he sleeps at night.

"What's the matter?" Yan Zeshui was obviously stunned when he saw Yan Qingyuan's appearance. Yan Qingyuan's appearance should be going to bed, should he come and see his condition before going to bed, "I feel that my current physical condition is not bad, Yuanyuan can rest assured Go to sleep."

However, Yan Qingyuan blinked and asked, "Why didn't big brother let me in just now?"

"Brother is doing some very personal things." Yan Zeshui said with a light smile.

"Working?" Yan Qingyuan pointed at him directly.

"Not necessarily, why is the private matter the work?"

Then, under Yan Zeshui's gaze, Yan Qingyuan put his hand on the laptop, the residual heat from the laptop clearly showed that it was still working just now.

Yan Qingyuan didn't criticize, but just stood there quietly, holding the huge pillow with one hand, while looking at Yan Zeshui eagerly.

Yan Zeshui coughed: "It's the elder brother's fault."

"If the elder brother wants to work, he can do it directly in front of me. There is no need to hide it." Yan Qingyuan didn't stop his two brothers talking about work before, and he might not stop it now.

"I just don't want Yuanyuan to worry." Yan Zeshui said with a light smile.

Then I saw Yan Qingyuan holding a pillow on Yan Zeshui's bed, and then got into the bed by himself, obviously going to sleep here tonight, Yan Zeshui just felt dumbfounded.

"Brother is sick, be careful of contagion." Yan Zeshui's voice was too gentle, so gentle that he even surprised himself.

"It's not an infectious disease, how could I catch a cold." Yan Qingyuan said in a muffled voice under the quilt, "It's easy to catch a cold when the air conditioner is turned on so high, turn it off."

"Then it may be very hot at night, brother is not heat-resistant."

Yan Zeshui sent a few messages casually, telling his subordinates that he would do the work tomorrow, and his younger brother came to him because he was worried about him. If he was not sensible, wouldn't he hurt his younger brother's heart?

Besides, with Yan Qingyuan by his side, he would not be able to concentrate on his work, which would lower the quality of his work. This little guy was his way to relax, and he didn't want to work when he was with Yan Qingyuan.

"Your spirit is much better." Yan Qingyuan said in a muffled voice.

"Yeah, I thought I was getting old. Now it seems that Big Brother Yuanyuan can fight for another 300 years."

"Hmm." Every time Yan Zeshui likes to say random things in front of him, Yan Qingyuan is also used to it, the young master thought for a while and said in a muffled voice, "Did someone call you today?"

"Telephone?"

"It's just a private call or something."

Yan Zeshui was full of confusion, and finally shook his head and said: "I didn't call today, and I handed over work directly from above."

Yan Qingyuan was a little disappointed. It had been more than an hour since he made the call, but his father never called his elder brother, as if... his father was not worried about his elder brother at all.

Yan Qingyuan's mood was very uncomfortable, but it was only uncomfortable.

In fact, he was not unprepared for this result. After all, the possibility of him being able to influence his father is very low. Yan Qisui himself is not a person who will be changed by others.

Yan Zeshui clearly felt his little brother's depression, and wanted to ask why but he couldn't open his mouth. Now his little brother was lying with his back facing him, holding the pillow tightly in his arms with both hands and feet, quite forcefully, the whole body Guaranteed to be extruded into very peculiar shapes.

Just as Yan Zeshui was about to say something, suddenly the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

When he picked up the phone, he saw the caller ID on it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gentle expression turned cold in an instant. He picked up the phone, and said in a very respectful tone without any fragile feelings, "Father."

Yan Qingyuan pricked up his ears in an instant, and his father called!

Then Yan Qingyuan suddenly turned over, looking straight at Yan Zeshui, the depths of his eyes were full of anticipation.

However, Yan Zeshui and the opposite party talked about work in a serious manner.

Yan Qingyuan's eyes gradually turned from anticipation to disappointment, and he looked at the mobile phone in Yan Zeshui's hand dully, thus ignoring Yan Zeshui's increasingly weird expression.

Yan Qisui, who would not talk to him on the phone unless it was necessary, about work, but today it was rare for me to ask a lot of details about work that he never cared about.

And...the call was long.

"There is indeed a problem. At that time, your mother will go back and take charge of the overall situation. It is a good thing that you have been cautious so far."

"Thank you, father." Yan Zeshui's expression was dubious, he couldn't believe that he was actually praised by Yan Qisui.

"Work can't be done by one person. You can spend some money to quit those under your command if necessary. Don't be soft-hearted. You have to supervise everything, so what do you need your employees to do?"

"Yes, I understand, father." This is something Yan Zeshui has known for a long time. Yan Qisui taught him once. Yan Qisui is not the kind of personality who patiently teaches newcomers. What he said I usually only say one side, and never forget that I said it, but...

It was actually the second time I told you this sentence, and Yan Zeshui was keenly aware of the difference from usual.

Afterwards, Yan Qisui fell into a strange silence.

Yan Zeshui waited for a while and asked, "Is there anything else? Father?"

"The body is the capital of work." Yan Qisui finally spoke...

Yan Zeshui listened to Yan Qisui's words of concern for his body on the other side of the phone, his own expression changed from surprise to gradually reacting to something helpless and funny at the end.

"Okay, thank you for your father's concern, I will pay attention to my physical condition, thank you for your concern."

It wasn't a very intimate answer in itself, but Yan Qisui remained silent. He and his children had always been business-like, and this was the first time he heard his eldest son talk to him with such affection.

It's not a compliment, but a conversation with him from the bottom of my heart.

Yan Qisui half-closed his eyes, and finally rubbed his temples: "Don't let people worry about you."

"I know, father." At this time, Yan Zeshui had a rare smile, "I will not disappoint my father's expectations of me."

At this moment, what Yan Qingyuan said to him at that time flashed in Yan Qisui's ears, and his phone call directly confirmed what Yan Qingyuan said.

The two hung up the phone respectively. Although it was just an ordinary phone that couldn't be on the phone, Bing Ling, who had been clearly separated between the two biological father and son, was gently pinched at the weakest point by a small hand. The fingers were icy cold, but it brought warmth to the ice, which made the ice that he thought would never be able to be cut, and a few drops of water fell.

Yan Zeshui looked at the boy's head buried in Yan Qingyuan's bed depressed, and patted the top of the other's head with his big hand, with a helpless and chuckle.