The second male who guards silently, you can't afford it

The setting sun has lost its last ray of light, the sky is gradually shrouded in night, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a sea of ​​colorful lights.

First, Murong Jiu noticed that it was getting darker and darker in the ward, so he broke free from Shao Qihan's arms and said, "Okay, it's already this late."

When his arms were empty, Shao Qihan's heart seemed to be empty too. He said with a little disappointment: "Well... I brought porridge... um..." He looked at his hands, and then looked at the ward in disbelief. Seems to be looking for something.

"I forgot..." Shao Qihan said in embarrassment. After getting the report, he rushed all the way into the ward, completely forgetting about the dinner.

Murong Jiu couldn't help but burst into laughter, but seeing the other party's increasingly embarrassed expression, he suppressed his smile and said, "Forget it, go through the discharge procedures and go out to eat directly."

"But your body hasn't fully recovered yet." Shao Qihan didn't care about Murong Jiu's unkind titter, he frowned to express his objection.

Murong Jiu took a few steps slowly, and said nonchalantly, "It's almost there, I'm just a little weak now...the longer I stay here, the more uncomfortable I get, I need to get some fresh air."

"Can--"

Murong Jiu looked at Shao Qihan, who was dissatisfied, and said with a smile: "Han, you don't want to see the Murong Group get into trouble because the leader has been ill for a long time." He narrowed his eyes: "And... the two of us The family has to come forward and clarify."

Shao Qihan compromised, he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go through the formalities first, you wait a moment, I'll be right back to pick you up."

"Yeah." Murong Jiu said with a smile, he watched Shao Qihan stride out of the ward, then took the remote control to turn on the TV, he leaned against the head of the bed, and tuned a few channels at will.

"It is reported that on the night of the celebration party of the Royal Yvette Private Academy, the second son of the Shao family had a violent physical conflict with the chairman of the Murong Group. The school has strictly ordered its teachers and students to discuss this matter—"

"The chairman of Murong Group was admitted to a certain hospital unexpectedly and is still in the hospital. The group's shares continue to fall—"

"One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The Shaw Group and Murong's two major chaebols have intensified conflicts. After the accident, neither party made a clear statement on the matter. Analysts in the industry have commented on this situation—"

Murong Jiu turned off the TV and pressed his temples with a headache.

Is he too impulsive, what can't be solved behind closed doors?There is still such a farce in the public.

Murong Jiu let out a long sigh when he thought of the old fritters in the company who were staring at him, and the competitors outside who were relentless.

Murong Jiu was thinking about this matter in his mind while changing the hospital gown, when he had put on his own clothes and arranged his supplies, Shao Qihan just pushed the door open and came in.

"Let's go?" Shao Qihan leaned against the door and said, "Go directly to my house for dinner. I just called the housekeeper."

"Row."

The two walked slowly towards the parking lot side by side, chatting casually along the way.

"You still live alone?" Murong Jiu asked.

Shao Qihan pressed the remote control of the car to open the door of the passenger seat, helped Murong Jiu get into the car and sat down on the other side of the car. He started the car and drove out of the parking space, and said: "Well, Shao Qidi basically not coming back."

The house Shao Qihan lives in now is where he lived since he was a child. His father and elder brother also lived with him in the past. However, since Shao Qidi took over the Shaw Group, Shao Qihan’s father has been living overseas all year round. Later, Shao Qidi also moved to Shao Qihan lives alone in the Shao family villa near the headquarters of the Shao Group.

Murong Jiu leaned his head on the back chair, looked at the long traffic flow outside the front window, and asked casually, "How does it feel to run a company?"

"That's it." Shao Qihan said a little insipidly. He honked his horn and signaled the car in front to quickly pass the green light, "It's a puddle of mud, tsk."

"Really? I'm really interested in this cake."

"I remember that your family has never been involved in this aspect, right?" Shao Qihan glanced at Murong Jiu from the corner of his eye.

"The film and television industry is very profitable," Murong Jiu said with a chuckle, "How about it? John, are you interested in letting me join in?"

"That depends on how you practice the law." Shao Qihan drove the car into the garage and turned off the engine, and the two got out of the car, "Send someone to talk slowly, until I am satisfied with it, haha." He was quite high-spirited Said, and Murong Jiu walked through the flowery front yard together and walked into the villa.

"Naturally," Murong Jiu nodded with a smile, but the relaxed smile on his face became full of courtesy after seeing the people in the living room. He nodded and said, "Director Shao."

Shao Qizhai stood up from the sofa, raised his eyebrows in surprise, he took a few steps forward and stopped in front of Murong Jiu and Shao Qihan, stretched out his right hand and shook Murong Jiu and said, "It's really a rare visitor."

Shao Qihan frowned, and said coldly, "Why are you at home?"

"This is Shao's house, why can't I be at home?" Shao Qizhai also replied coldly, and he apologized to Murong Jiu, "Qihan is like this, please take care of Mr. Murong."

Murong Jiu turned a blind eye to the gunpowder-smelling conversation between the two brothers, he just shook his head and said with a smile: "Why, Han took care of me more, and I have to apologize to him for this incident, I was too impulsive Now, Mr. Shao, please be more tolerant—"

"Okay." Shao Qihan interrupted Murong Jiu with a very bad attitude, "Ajiu hasn't had dinner yet, we'll talk about it later." He forcefully pulled Murong Jiu forward, and Murong Jiu could only rush at Shao Qi Zhai smiled helplessly and was dragged away.

Shao Qizhai watched Shao Qihan pull Murong Jiu out of sight, he adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and sat back on the sofa, his face as cold as an iceberg was unpredictable.

The two people who didn't know about this sat down at the dining table, hot food was already placed on the table, Murong Jiu glanced at it and his tongue became bitter.

"Han, you can't do this anyway." Murong Jiu scooped a spoonful of white porridge into the bowl with a long-handled porcelain spoon, "You want some too?"

Shao Qihan shook his head, and said with an unhappy expression: "That's it for me and him, there's nothing to talk about." He picked up a piece of lettuce with his chopsticks and put it on the plate in front of Murong Jiu, and said, "It's tasteless, right? The doctor said that I still can’t eat spicy and greasy things for two days.”

"It's tasteless." Murong Jiu drank the porridge in one gulp, then put down the bowl and chopsticks and watched Shao Qihan eat. He said softly, "He's your brother."

"My brother?" Shao Qihan said while biting a piece of white-cut chicken, "Shao Qizhai and I came out of the same mother's womb."

"You really..." Murong Jiu shook his head helplessly.

"Shao Qidi has been single for so long, why don't he find a woman to meddle in my business, tsk." Shao Qihan stuffed another piece of stuffed bitter gourd into his mouth.

"Really?" Murong Jiu picked up the chopsticks again and reached out to pick up a piece of fish, but was blocked by Shao Qihan's chopsticks.

"Just a little." Murong Jiu frowned, and opened his eyes to look at Shao Qihan: "Isn't this perch steamed?"

Shao Qihan swallowed the food in his mouth and said: "Not at all." With a strong right hand, he pushed Murong Jiu's chopsticks away, and he quickly changed the position of the plates on the table.

Murong Jiu looked at the green plates under his nose, and couldn't help laughing wryly: "Do you need to be so ruthless?"

Shao Qihan stood up and leaned over to take away Murong Jiu's porcelain bowl, and filled a bowl of porridge from the casserole for him, and placed it in front of the other party.

"You can enjoy it." Shao Qihan shrugged, sat down and picked up the bowls and chopsticks to continue eating.

Murong Jiu picked up a small plate of appetizers in front of him, and said sullenly, "I've been drinking porridge for three days, and eating vegetables for three days..."

Shao Qihan just pretended that he didn't hear what the other party said.

"Bones are soft, alas—"

Murong Jiu let out a long sigh, and knocked on the bowl with his chopsticks in a very unimpressive manner, making several crisp sounds.

Shao Qihan also let out a long sigh, and he pushed the plate of perch that was barely moving in front of Murong Jiu.

Murong Jiu smiled contentedly, he picked up a piece of fish maw and put it in his mouth.

"Well, I think your cook's skills are too good, where did you hire this?" Murong Jiu asked with a smile.

Looking at the smiling face of the other party, Shao Qihan became more and more angry, and said dryly, "It's still the same one."

"Oh? Then I'm going to ask Rong Ma to ask him for advice, haha." Murong Jiu's mood became better and better, but seeing his friend's expression getting worse and worse, and looking at the steamed sea bass in front of him that he hadn't eaten yet, He quickly changed the subject: "Your brother wants to find... a fiancée for you?"

Shao Qihan has no shortage of women, but if Shao Qizhai wants to find a woman for him, it will be the kind that talks about marriage...

For some reason, Murong Jiu felt weird thinking that Shao Qihan would be with a woman other than Bai Xiaoxi, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, it just... seemed very uncomfortable.

Strange, what are you thinking?Murong Jiu shook his head.

Shao Qihan snorted coldly, and poked an attractive pig's trotter with his chopsticks. Looking at his expression and the strength of his hand, Murong Jiu suspected that Shao Qihan had already regarded that pig's trotter as his own brother.

"He thinks well. He is chic and happy by himself, and it will be easy to push me out." Shao Qihan pulled out his chopsticks and poked them into the pig's trotters.

"You mean, your brother wants you...to marry?" Murong Jiu couldn't help frowning, "The Su family?"

"Otherwise?" Shao Qihan snorted again, and he said sinisterly, "There are only two people in the Su family who are about the same age, the Bai family? I'm afraid Shao Qidi will not like it!"

"If you don't want to, he can't force you." Murong Jiu glanced at the lump of rotten meat, and quickly turned his gaze to Shao Qihan's gloomy face, "Can you not do this?"

Shao Qihan sneered, poked a pig's trotter and stuffed it into his mouth.

"..." Murong Jiu lowered his head to drink the porridge again, without saying a word.

"It's better to be dead." Shao Qihan said vaguely.

The author has something to say:

Thank you very much Kuixi for your long comment!

The questions raised are really good~ I really wanted to imitate all kinds of "noble big" on campus, that's why I got the most expensive bed, 82 Lafite, looking back now, it seems to be a bad idea up--

I will also pay more attention to the description of the appearance of the characters!

Thanks again, bows.

In the end, I shouted at the top of my throat, if you have any questions, please let me know!