Tear up that white lotus flower!

He Mingqian carefully checked his emotions.

He Minggan knew that Uncle Li was a person who desperately wanted face, with a stubborn temper and arrogance. If you want to convince him, there is only one way, which is to be better than Uncle Li in medical skills.Just now, Uncle Li was so impatient to ask this person to examine him, so Dr. Sun's medical skills should be better than Uncle Li's.

"The body is considered a healthy range. It should be the result of regular exercise."

As soon as Dr. Sun's words came out of his mouth, He Mingqian was very happy.Look, it was good for Xiaoling to supervise her breaking up with the boss in the past.

"Young people, don't be too happy too early, you are only in the healthy range. You can't show your pain and pretend to laugh, which makes you feel more depressed and overwhelmed, often with dry mouth and sweaty hands and feet."

Dr. Sun didn't say a word, and He Minggan's face turned ugly.

"Am I right?"

"You're right."

Ever since his leg was injured, He Mingqian had to pretend to be strong. Facing his parents and elders, his elder brother and younger brother, he could make them less worried; facing his elder brother and younger brother, he had to be strong to make them more confident.

"Good boy, you are strong and doing well!"

Dr. Sun has seen many sick people, and they often express their pain unabashedly. Their pain makes their family members suffer even more, and the pain of their family members makes the patients suffer. This is an endless cycle of pain. , leading to only bad results in the end.

Dr. Sun patted He Minggan's shoulder with a bit of relief on his face.A strong person like He Mingqian is rare.

"This is what I should do."

He Mingqian has always felt that instead of venting the fear of getting sick on his family members and causing them pain, it is better to endure it by himself and let the family members have confidence in him.

Next, Dr. Sun asked He Minggan some questions in detail.Find out about his eating habits and schedule.

He Mingqian told Dr. Sun all this in detail.

"I have a general direction. In the evening, I will discuss with Lao Li based on your condition. Do you have any questions?"

After learning about He Minggan's situation, Dr. Sun decided to go to his old Li and ask how the hospital here arranged for He Minggan's rehabilitation.

Uncle Li left while they were asking each other questions.After all, Uncle Li is the director of the hospital now, and he has many things to do, so he can't accompany them.

"Doctor Sun, have you seen my little brother?"

"I met once. I don't know if San Shao He has an unhealed illness?"

"Doctor Sun, you have good eyesight."

He Mingqian felt a little headache when he thought of how his younger brother hated taking medicine.It was hard to raise my younger brother, but he didn't raise him very healthy.He is 9 years older than He Mingling, and like his elder brother, he loves He Mingling as his son.

Parents in the world want their children to be healthy and grow up happily.

As He Mingling's half father, he also hopes that He Mingling's health will be good.But there are some things that can't be solved just by thinking about them. Several major injuries have buried hidden dangers for He Mingling's body, and they can't fill them up even if they want to.

"Doctor Sun, I want you to help Xiao Ling take a look."

"it is good."

The author has something to say: He Mingling: Σ(°△°|||)︴, second brother, what are you doing to me?

He Mingqian: [touching his head] (~￣▽￣)ノ, it’s okay, I miss you!

Chapter 14?

Jiang Huajing has been very distressed recently. Every day when he walks into the office, he finds a bouquet of blue cornflowers on his desk, just like today.

As soon as he walked into the office, he saw that the faces of his colleagues were full of ridicule.

"Little Jiang, your girlfriend sent you flowers again."

"Yes, I heard that this cornflower is quite expensive. I didn't realize that your girlfriend is still a rich man."

"It's been delivered for several days in a row, I can't tell!"

"Yeah, Xiao Jiang, you are the most sought-after guy with a warm and masculine style."

Jiang Huajing listened helplessly to his colleagues' jokes. He walked to his desk, looked at the bouquet of blue cornflowers every morning, and felt a dull pain in his forehead.

Pick up the card placed in the bouquet, the same sentence is written on the card as always.

"Think about it, no?"

The inscription at the bottom of the card is the three letters "HML". Thinking of that day, Jiang Huajing knew who sent these flowers when he thought about it.Regarding the flowers that He Mingling gave him, Jiang Huajing took them out, put them in vases, and placed them on the desk in the office and in the tea room.

He Mingling's act of sending flowers has been going on for some time.Now Jiang Huajing's big office is full of blue cornflowers. One time, someone from the office next door came to visit. When they met, they laughed at them that it was a flower shop!

Jiang Huajing always maintains an image of a gentle, understanding and warm man in front of outsiders.This image of him can be traced back to his primary school days.

Jiang Huajing is actually a very naughty child, and at the same time he is also a person who is good at grasping people's hearts.Since he discovered that the teacher had an inexplicable preference for such obedient and considerate children, he turned himself into a good baby.

Wearing the cloak of a good baby, no matter what bad things he does, the teacher will not suspect him. For those children who have been wronged, he will comfort them in due course when they are scolded by the teacher, and let them apologize for their behavior. Being moved, let them have an illusion that it is impossible for such a good monitor to do such a thing.

In this way, Jiang Huajing put on his own good baby shell year after year, doing bad things, but was never discovered by anyone.He always has everything, so you can't fault it.

No matter when he maintains a gentle and elegant appearance, Taishan collapses in front of him without changing his face, no matter what time this person will never appear, panic and anger, two expressions, he will make you feel that you are always the same. So calm and gentle, I can rely on you at any time.

Just like today, he obviously hated the gift He Mingling gave him in his heart, and obviously wanted to throw this bouquet of flowers downstairs.

After Jiang Huajing finished reading the card, he threw the card into the drawer.Holding a large bouquet of flowers, I walked towards the tea room.He wants to find one or two deeper cups from the tea tree for flower arrangement.

All the cups in the tea room have been used up by himself, and now all he can use are cups.

The blue cornflower, with a trace of water vapor and small water droplets that will evaporate in the future, shows the beauty and beauty of this flower.The slightest fragrance slowly soaked into Jiang Huajing's brain from his chest. It was a very fresh and elegant fragrance.With Jiang Huajing's every step, the breeze brought up slowly spread.

Jiang Huajing walked into the tea room step by step, and his expression became cold little by little, where no one could see.He hated He Mingling's high-profile courtship, and everyone in the company knew about it.

He is not afraid of what others will say, nor is he afraid of others' jokes. What he is most worried about now is Bai Jin's attitude. Now the whole company knows that there is a beautiful "woman" in pursuit, Jiang Huajing.He didn't believe that Bai Jin didn't know.

Since the last time, Bai Jin has been avoiding him for a while.They will still wait for each other, get off work and go back to the place where they live together, and have dinner together.However, he just felt that something had changed.Bai Jin seemed to be a little ready to move.

Usually, when Bai Jin was with him, he was also very cheerful, but that kind of cheerfulness was like the kind of cheerfulness that the public loves, and now the cheerfulness is indeed full of joy.

And all this change stems from the person he currently hates the most.

He proposed to his father to go back to China for development. He originally planned to find a company to try first, and see the situation in City B recently. Who would have thought that he would meet Bai Jin and find someone who would make him feel a little moved.For this reason, he postponed going home, just to let Bai Jin understand his intentions.

Not many people knew about his meeting in City B, and the last time he called Qin Qisen, there was nothing he could do.It is not suitable for him to reveal his identity now, and it would be a disaster for him to reveal his identity too early.

Now this disaster is getting worse with the arrival of He Mingling.Such a person who might bring disaster to his identity, how he can go back to like him, after thinking about it, is full of headaches.

Grab a glass at hand, turn on the tap and fill it with water.Turn off the faucet, pour all the water in the cup on the blue cornflower that he has removed the receptacle, and only the flowering branches remain.

"Whoa!"

A large glass of water was poured on the cornflowers, and the water droplets that had not had time to slip away fell on the flower branches, which added a fresh feeling to this bunch of cornflowers.

Pick up a few flowers at random, and use scissors to cut off the overly long flower stems, leaving only the length that is just inserted into the water cup, exposing a few leaves and flowers.

Jiang Huajing found 6 extra glasses, and he inserted 5 flowers in each glass. Jiang Huajing looked at the remaining three cornflowers, picked up the scissors, and put the stamens of the whole flower in the scissors.

After determining the angle, with a strong hand, a complete cornflower was divided into two by Jiang Huajing, and thrown into the trash can together with the extra flower stems.

"That's good. The extras should go in the trash."

The author has something to say: Jiang Huajing: I always feel that it is too big to write me as a ghost, but I am obviously a warm man! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

He Mingling: Hehe, goodbye Nuannan! (^_^)/~~bye bye

Chapter 15?

"Sister An Ying, what are you doing now? You didn't even answer my call."

He Mingling was sitting on the sofa, playing darts.He was tired of playing darts while others were standing up, so he asked people to lower the height of the target and sit on the sofa to play darts.The person he spoke to was He Bing, who among these bodyguards knew what he meant best.

He Jia, He Bing, He Ji, and He Ding, these four were his bodyguards who followed him as soon as he entered He Jia.It can be said that he watched him grow up, and he has long regarded the four of them as his relatives.Among the four, He Jia is the most stable, and He Mingling likes to hang out with He Jia when things happen; He Bing knows him best, and often when he stretches out his hand, the other party will know what he is going to do with a look; He Ji is the one who is most used to himself, as long as He said he would go back and do it. If it was right, he would definitely do it, and if it was wrong, he would delay and delay. He was afraid that he would be disappointed, and he didn't want the other three, so he refused directly; He Ding was the most serious, even more serious than He Jia, but he was also the most protective. my own.

Now the other three have gone out to do errands, and He Bing, who knows him best, is by his side.

As soon as He Mingling stretched out his hand, He Bing handed the dart to He Mingling.He sat beside He Mingling and also played darts.

"call out!"

"Third Young Master, your accuracy is not enough."

He Mingling was playing darts, watching a dart suddenly flew out from the side and stuck firmly on the red heart without falling. Compared with his own darts, one out of ten dropped a lot on the ground, and it was hard enough to hit one. The strength was not enough , After a while, it fell down again, and the ones who missed it were lying on the ground.

"If you stop playing, you will bully me for being weak."

After He Mingling rubbed the left hand of the dart all afternoon, he nestled on a banana-shaped single sofa, feeling very comfortable.

"Master, you have to be willing to admit defeat."

He Bing stepped forward to pick up the darts that had fallen on the ground, in case Mrs. Li forgot to clean them and the young master stepped on them in the middle of the night.

"We don't have rules."

He Mingling was nestled on the sofa, looking rather lame. The weather has not been very good recently, and he had a sudden cold. The eldest brother and second brother would not let him go out.He was not allowed to go out to the hospital. Fortunately, Ah Qiao took care of the company's affairs these days.Only then can he stay well at home.

When I'm busy, I don't want to be busy, and when I'm free, I feel bored and flustered.

He Mingling now feels that he is in this state.He watched He Bing tidy up the darts on the ground, and suddenly thought that the person he had given flowers to for several days, didn't know if that person thought about it?

"He Bing, did you make a mistake on your card?"

That's right, He Mingling is just so lazy, he even asks He Bing to do it for him when he is so lazy to chase people.He said that He Bing wrote the bouquets and cards on Jiang Huajing every time.

"Third Young Master, you are not watching."

He Bing put the packed darts back to the original place, took a card and pen from the cabinet, and sat next to He Mingling.

"What are you doing with your pen?"

He Mingling stared at the card in He Bing's hand, wondering how this He Bing could hold the card so well.He Mingling looked up at He Bing, waiting for his next step.

"Third Young Master, it's not that you don't know your charm. Don't look at me like that. I take the card to let you see what I write every time."

The author has something to say: He Bing who was reporting: Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, another bastard came and wanted to take Third Young Master away.

Boss He: Call me!

He Bing: First Young Master, Second Young Master, this guy wants Third Young Master's phone number!

Second Young Master He: Give him mine!

Chapter 16?

Being stared at by He Mingling, He Bing felt inexplicably overwhelmed. His young master's eyes were beautiful, and he retreated in front of outsiders. After scrutinizing his eyes with three points, it was rare for him to look straight at people like this. No one will be attracted by these eyes.

"That's right. It's still the same."

He Mingling withdrew his gaze from staring at He Bing, and waved to him, signaling that everything should be the same, don't bother him.

He Bing was familiar with writing the name of his young master, and after writing it quickly, he handed the card to He Mingling to read it.

"The writing is not bad. My elder brother often says that I should practice my calligraphy. Otherwise, elementary school students can write better than me."

He Mingling closed the card and made a decision.

"I've decided that if this happens again in the future, He Bing, you can write it for me."

He Mingling's handwriting was mediocre, neither good-looking nor ugly, far inferior to his eldest brother's vigor and strength and his second brother's freshness and elegance. As for He Bing and the others who were praised by his elder brother for their good handwriting, he was also inferior to him.

I think at the beginning he hated his ugly handwriting, and after practicing handwriting for more than half a year, it became more and more unsightly.Others practice handwriting better and better, but on the contrary, his handwriting gets worse.This negative textbook made him scolded by his elder brother for being careless. After he practiced 3 copybooks in front of his elder brother, and the font still remained unchanged, his elder brother gave up the idea of ​​letting him practice calligraphy under the persuasion of his second brother. .

It's just that sometimes, when his elder brother saw the handwriting he wrote, he still couldn't help asking him to practice handwriting.

Forget it, let's talk about it, He Mingling feels like he wants to rush into the bookstore and tear up all the copybooks!

Tear up, all the copybooks, his elder brother can't let him practice calligraphy!

"Ahem, what did you just say, Young Master San?"

He Bing was so startled by He Mingling that he choked on his own saliva.

Master, it is enough to write about one person, how many more people do you need to write about?If Nie Zhongheng comes back and knows that I have written so many love letters for you, he will kill me. Name is your initials.

In the eyes of that control freak Nie Zhongheng, a single sentence can be regarded as a love letter!Third young master, you must know that Nie Zhongheng has been thinking about your words for a long time! ! !

If He Bing hadn't wanted to maintain his image, he would have hugged He Mingling's thigh and said a word!

"Little master, this slave can't do it!"

Third Young Master, please let me go!

"I said you'll take care of my love letter in the future. The handwriting is so beautiful that people should read it more. He Bing, don't you think so?"

He Mingling handed the card to He Bing, and smiled at him.

Under the influence of He Mingling's beauty trick, He Bing was deceived and took He Mingling's things!

When he came back to his senses, He Bing wanted to chop off his claws. You know, when Third Young Master talks about things again, as long as you accept the things he handed you, he will acquiesce in your agreement!Moreover, the third young master always used beauty tricks on them, and they fell for it every time!

My master is too beautiful, it is also a bad thing!

The author has something to say: He Bing, who showed himself the cemetery: Find me a deeper cemetery, it’s so shallow, hurry up, I have money! "

Chapter 17?

He Mingling originally wanted to pick a few days to see what Jiang Huajing was doing, but he heard bad news when he came together in the morning.

"What did you say?"

"Third Young Master's situation is true. After you left that day, Dr. Qian was found dead at home. The cause of death was food poisoning."

When He Jia said this matter, the expression on his face was very serious.

Now there is no definite news that the food Dr. Qian ate before his death was related to Third Young Master, but everyone knows that the last person Dr. Qian saw before his death was Third Young Master, and Dr. Qian refused. Medical facts.

"Have you found out who Dr. Qian called after calling me?"

It is a very suspicious thing in itself that something that was clearly promised has changed.

"So far, the police have not given definite information."

"It's like this again, how long will their group of idiots be dragged on?"

Speaking of this, He Mingling became angry. The matter of his second brother, this group of people dragged on for more than 2 months, and there was no progress at all. They could only rely on themselves.

Now the matter of Dr. Qian is like this again!

"Third Young Master, don't worry. This matter has been confirmed to have nothing to do with you."

He Jia pressed He Mingling's shoulders and asked him to sit on the chair without getting up.

"It has nothing to do with me this time, so what should I do next time?"

He Mingling turned to look at He Jia, wanting to find an answer.He is very scared now, what if this happens to his elder brother next time?

He Jia reached out to hug He Mingling, and patted him on the back to calm him down.

"Third Young Master, don't worry, everything is up to me."

He Jia whispered in He Mingling's ear, and his soft words carried all kinds of promises.

He Mingling was miraculously comforted by He Jia.

From childhood to adulthood, He Mingling relied on He Jia the most. When the eldest brother and second brother had something to do and couldn't be by her side, He Jia would always be by her side.

"bump!"

The door that was kicked open suddenly became reality, and the anxious psychology of the people outside the door.

"Xiaoling, are you okay?"

He Jia hugged He Mingling and patted it lightly. He saw He Mingfeng striding over, and his outstretched hand did not snatch He Mingling from his arms in the end, so he couldn't help feeling a little more happy in his heart.

After He Mingling calmed down, he patted He Jia to let him go.

"Brother, I'm fine. He Jia has already investigated clearly, and this matter has nothing to do with me."

He Mingling thought of Dr. Qian's apology when he left at the end, and he had some eyebrows in his heart.

"Brother, protect Dr. Qian's family."

If Dr. Qian left that group, he would definitely seek revenge from his family.He wanted to protect Dr. Qian's family and find out who killed Dr. Qian. He Mingling had a hunch that those people must have something to do with the person who hurt his second brother!

"Don't worry, your elder brother, I sent someone to protect Dr. Qian's family right away."

He Mingfeng rubbed He Mingling's head, and he still didn't let go of the worry in his heart. First, the second child's accident happened, and then the younger brother's doctor had an accident.

If Dr. Qian left later, then Xiao Ling must have something to do with Dr. Qian.

The author has something to say: Dr. Qian: _(:з」∠)_, soy sauce life!

Author: Blame me!

Chapter 18?

"Xiaoling, drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed."

He Jia held a cup of hot milk and put it in front of He Mingling. He already had a general understanding of what happened during the day. After this incident, they had to be more careful.

"it is good."

He Mingling pinched his nose and drank a glass of milk. He was still thinking about the day's affairs. After drinking the milk, He Mingling went upstairs to sleep.

After He Mingling left, He Mingfeng looked at He Mingqian and disagreed.

Just now, several sleeping pills were put in the milk.

"Pure milk has the strongest taste, and nothing else can cover up the smell of sleeping pills."

"That's not it."

"Don't tell me you want Xiao Ling to be unable to sleep at night, thinking about the day's affairs all the time."

"How could it be? Xiaoling is very familiar with the smell of sleeping pills. You can use this trick recently."

When He Mingfeng saw He Mingqian pinching his nose and drinking a glass of milk, he immediately laughed. He and Xiaoling drank milk in exactly the same way.

"Don't laugh at me, here's your cup."

After finishing speaking, He Jia took a glass of milk from behind and put it in front of He Mingfeng.

"How could it be me."

"If you don't drink, how can you solve it?"

Now it was He Ming's turn to laugh dryly, He Mingfeng pinched his nose and poured milk.

When Aunt Li was ordering milk online, she accidentally pressed an extra 0.When Aunt Li found out, the order had already been produced and could not be cancelled, so the three brothers could only drink along.

Normally, Aunt Li would not persuade the three of them to drink milk, but after what He Ming did, Aunt Li always felt that the three brothers were too fragile. , Drink a glass of water before going to bed every day.

Aunt Li watched them grow up. There is no hostess in this family, and Aunt Li is their relatives to them.When Aunt Li spoke, they had to listen.

The two brothers sat and chatted for a while. He Mingqian checked the time and planned to go upstairs to see if Xiaoling was asleep. Who wanted to get up and found out that he was sitting in a wheelchair.

He Minggan froze.Yes, he forgot that he was in a wheelchair now.

"He Jia, go up and see if Xiao Ling is asleep."

He Jia came back soon.

"Third Young Master, you are already asleep."

"Okay, He Ji. Go and invite Dr. Sun over."

He Mingfeng looked at He Minggan's calm expression, and was a little worried about what Xiao Ling would do if he found out.

"I know your worry, as long as you don't tell them, they won't tell Xiao Ling."

"..."

As soon as Dr. Sun arrived, He Mingfeng took Dr. Sun to Xiaoling's room.

He Mingling found that he was very sleepy tonight. After washing up, he lost consciousness as soon as he lay down on the bed.

While half asleep and half awake, he felt that someone was touching him, and subconsciously hit him.But was held by a warm hand.

"Xiao Ling, don't kick the quilt."

It turned out that the elder brother came to help him cover the quilt!

He Mingling fell asleep again in a daze after thinking about it.

Dr. Sun, who was checking He Mingling's nails, was taken aback by He Mingling's waving.

He Mingfeng on the side quickly held He Mingling's hand and comforted him softly.

He Mingfeng's consolation took effect, He Mingling rolled his eyes a few times, but his eyelids still did not open, and fell asleep again.

In order to prevent He Mingling from waking up again, Dr. Sun's strength was less this time, a lot.

He carefully checked He Mingling's condition, and found that He Mingling's health was much worse than he thought.After helping He Mingling press the quilt, he walked out gently.

He Minggan, who fell behind and grabbed He Mingling's hand, looked at the hand he was holding. The fingertips were round, the fingers were slender, white and soft, which contrasted sharply with his own wheat-colored skin.He Mingling's hands are beautiful and pampered, except for the thin calluses left by writing, He Mingling's hands have no blemishes.

Men are Yang and women are Yin.The yin and yang are harmonious, and the man's hands are delicate and soft, which is precious.

When they were young, the elders often said that among the three brothers, He Mingling was the most blessed, and was destined to be rich and powerful, but unfortunately he was not a long-lived person.

The latter words were overheard by him.The elders usually only say the first sentence on important occasions, and the second sentence will be discussed below, and they will never say it to you on the face.

He Mingfeng stayed inside the house for a while, and when he went out, Dr. Sun had already left.Only He Mingqian was waiting for him in the corridor.

"Boss, Dr. Sun recommended someone."

"Who?"

"Liu Jian!"

The author has something to say: He Mingfeng: I don't want to see him!

He Mingqian: If you don't see it, you will see it!

Chapter 19?

In a small mountain village [-] kilometers away from City B, there is a family.Looking at the family from a distance, they could see withered branches hanging on the fence outside the house, and a few green Chinese cabbages growing on the pocket vegetable field inside the fence!

An old man was squatting beside the pocket vegetable field, holding a phone and talking about something.

"Old Liu, let me tell you that the kid from the He family is in a very bad situation. You don't consider going to see him."

"What's up with him."

The old man with the phone was a little anxious when he heard what his friend said.

The old man wore a black jacket, a pair of cotton trousers, and a pair of liberation shoes.The dress is no different from that of ordinary peasants, only the ruddy and shiny skin reveals the identity of the old man.

"The last time I went to see that boy you speak of, it was in a very bad condition."

"Okay, you stubborn old man, are you sincerely hanging on to me? Tell me quickly, what's wrong with Jing Yu."

The old man was in a hurry. He hadn't seen the child for so many years, and he couldn't get any news about the child.He can not be in a hurry.

The He family has its own private doctor with good medical skills, and the He family rarely invites doctors from outside.Even if you are an acquaintance, you will not disclose He Mingling's condition.

Their Yang family has no relationship with the He family, and asking those juniors to inquire about He Mingling's situation is like killing them.After so many years, he didn't get any news about his illness from He Mingling, but the rumors about who he had an affair with spread all over the sky.

He is a doctor, what's the use of gossip, what he wants is He Mingling's condition.Gossip, something that entertains the public, he shouldn't make do with it.

"Old man, I still can't hold back my anger after not seeing you for so many years."

Dr. Sun smiled on the phone. After so many years, his temper still hasn't changed.Back then, it was out of anger that this old man ran to that small mountain village to live for 15 years.It is not easy for old friends like them to go to see him, and they are almost 50 when they are young. It is really hard for them old bones to walk so far!

"Don't tell me, don't tell me, let me tell your wife about watching lesbians take a bath when you were young."

The old man's patience was almost exhausted, he yelled at the person on the phone, the voice startled the old lady who was actually sitting in the room listening to the storytelling.

"Say it, tell it, your old lady can hear your voice so loudly."

Realizing what he said, the old man took a look at the closed door and found that it was still closed, so he was relieved.

"He Mingling's illness is still an old one. It should be the cold caused by falling into the water when he was a child, and the lung infection caused by inhaling too much smoke. These two diseases were not completely eradicated back then, which led to his weakness today."

"So it is."

"Old Liu, it's not your fault. You've been here for so many years, so you should go out and have a look."

"Yeah, I'm going to be out of date. Time to go for a walk."

"What's the point of going out..., Wait a minute, Lao Liu, have you decided to come out?"

After persuading him so many times, it was the first time Dr. Sun heard from Lao Liu that he was going to come out.If he had known, that child was so powerful back then, he should have paid attention to that child long ago, why delay it so late.

Hey, all of this is probably fate!

"Well, it's been too long, it's time to go out."

"Okay, I'll be in city B during this time, contact me when you arrive."

"kindness."

The old man hung up the phone and glanced at the closed door again.Just put away the phone and continue to pick vegetables!

The old lady who was listening to storytelling in the house, after the old man’s roar, slowly got up and walked to the door, put her ears to listen to the old man’s speech, and when she heard the old man said that she wanted to go out, she talked heavily in her heart Take a breath!

The next day, early in the morning. The old man was carrying a big schoolbag, and when his wife was not paying attention, he got up and left.

Before leaving, the old man glanced at the boss who was still asleep, and said goodbye in a low voice.

"My wife, I'll just go for a few days and come back. I know you hate that kid from the He family, but he is innocent."

After finishing speaking, the old man pressed the quilt corners for his wife and carefully checked that there were no gaps before leaving.

After the old man left, the old lady turned over, and also considered whether she should meet that kid from the He family.

The author has something to say: The old man with the big schoolbag on his back: My wife, I have finished my meal and washed my clothes. Don’t make me kneel on the washboard when I come back! ?(°?‵?′??)

Turning over and thinking, the old lady: instant noodles, you are ashamed to say it is rice!Put the clothes in the washing machine, and wait for me to dry them, so you have the nerve to say they are done!Kneeling on the washboard is not negotiable!Of course, if you want to kneel durian, O(∩_∩)O~

Chapter 20?

"Young Master Ye, as expected, love is powerful. As soon as the news came out that you were going to get married, you couldn't wait to rush back from abroad."

In a billiards club on the outskirts of City B, a rather gloomy-looking young man rushed towards Ye who was sitting beside two beauties with a cue in his hand.

The gloomy boy's name is Ma Jun, and he is one of the playboys who often hang out with Ye Chong.

As soon as Ye Chong returned to China, he gathered his former friends together to play.

"Yes, Young Master Ye, you are not afraid that the bride will not want you."

Another young man, who was playing the ball with his body, straightened up and stopped playing after hearing this.Ye Ling leaned against the billiard table, looking at the joyful people hugging left and right, feeling a little itchy in her heart.

"Hmph, the Song family can't escape anymore. Song Anying can do whatever she wants."

Ye Chong smiled at the two of them indifferently, since Song's father signed the contract, the Song family could not run away.If you dare to regret the marriage, just wait to meet their Ye family in court!He believed that his mother would be happy for the Song family to regret their marriage and take that large sum of money for breaking the contract!

The two women next to Ye Chong sat obediently on the sidelines and didn't interrupt. They have seen this kind of occasion a lot, and if they want to get money, they have to do it, talk less and watch less!

"By the way, this time the He family was slapped in the face, and the slap was loud!"

Ma Jun stood across from Ye Chong, looking up and down at Ye Chong's complacent expression, wondering what he was thinking.

"Yeah, you didn't see He Xiaosan's face at the time, that's pretty." Another boy with red hair dyed streaks handed Ye Chong a glass of red wine. "Young Master Ye, it's thanks to you this time, otherwise those of us who are usually suppressed by He Xiaosan would not be able to see him change his face."

The red-haired boy who handed Ye Chong the wine was Qiao Ming.He is Ye Chong's follower, who has been with Ye Chong since college, often helping him with some things.This person and He Mingling hated He Mingling very much, and their purpose in life was to see He Mingling's jokes.That guy He Mingling always looks cold and arrogant in front of them, it's hard to see him change his face.

This time Ye Chong snatched Brother He Mingling's wife, which really made them feel so happy!

"Come on, Young Master Ye, I'll toast you again!"

"Good boy, I'm going to get your Brother Ye drunk again."

Ye Chong said a few words to Qiao Ming, took the second glass of wine that Qiao Ming handed him, and drank it all with his head raised.Ye Chong still doesn't understand why Song Anying would want to marry him. It is a fact that their Ye family's family status is much better than that of He's family, but he himself is not a little worse than He Mingfeng. Under such circumstances, Song Anying also chose to be true, which was beyond his expectations.

Although Ye Chong is not a good person, he has one advantage, that is, he knows his own weight.Generally, playboys like them have a higher heart than the sky, and their abilities are thinner than paper.Relying on his own good family background, he thinks that he is very great and that others are not as good as him.

But, no, Ye Chong, he already made a plan for his future life when he was in junior high school. He was not good at business, so he only took the dividends from his family;

Ye Chong likes women, he only plays outside, and never makes any special incidents.This time when he married Song Anying, it was because his mother felt that it was impossible for her to degenerate like this, fearing that after her mother passed away, she would not be able to play well with the rest of the Ye family, so she found a stronger wife for herself.

If it weren't for the good timing of the Song family's crisis this time.Otherwise, with Ye Chong like this, a woman like Song Anying, even if he rides a rocket