poor guy

"No need for Mr. Zheng, I still have class in the afternoon." Wen Yeyan's expression and tone were natural and gentle, as if he appeared here, and his position was a normal thing, "Congratulations on your results today, I look forward to seeing you later." The result of the construction of Rainbow Paradise."

Then his gaze met Wen Ruiping peacefully again, and he smiled slightly: "Mr. Wen, is this uncomfortable? I wish you persistent efforts and greater glories."

After finishing speaking, he nodded politely, turned and left.

Wen Ruiping raised his legs to catch up, but suddenly his eyes were dark, he could only support the table next to him, took a few breaths, his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

Master Jiuchuan defected to Ge Qiming, cheated away the big piece of meat in the new resort area, and spread the word in the real estate industry in an instant.

This project to create an IP amusement park is Jiuchuan's key project for the next three years. Now it can only be shelved, and Jiuchuan's stock price has also fallen. Out.

No matter how big the turmoil in the real estate industry is, it has nothing to do with Wenyeyan. The dividends from the investment in "Mustard Space" have been invested in Qiming's Rainbow Paradise project. Now they are really empty-pocketed and barely maintain the operation of the company.

However, after this battle, Wen Ruiping didn't have the energy to stare at Wen Yeyan again, so the company could start new businesses. Although it didn't want to be as aggressive as before, it had already moved upwards anyway.

Shen Lian's birthday came as scheduled, but it happened to coincide with the CET-[-] and CET-[-] exams.Wen Yeyan carefully designed several sets of birthday plans and asked for his opinions, while he held a vocabulary book and memorized the words.

"How can your 21st birthday be so boring?" Wen Yeyan troubled her dissatisfiedly. As the owner of an IELTS 8.0 score card, it's like playing with the fourth and sixth grades.

"Let's talk after the exam. Help me dictate, or don't bother me." Shen Lian said.

"I'll help you, I'll help you." Wen Yeyan sighed and compromised, and took his vocabulary book, "To save you from having to pass level six on your birthday wish."

Shen Lian was startled, "How do you know?"

"Don't make this wish." Wen Yeyan yelled childishly, "You have to kiss and hug Wen Yeyan every day."

"Dictation." Shen Lian squeezed Wen Yeyan's mouth, and only Wen Yeyan could say such shameless words.

On the day of the exam, probably due to the bonus of the birthday star, Shen Lian went so smoothly that he couldn't believe it. The final composition was completed in one go, without a word being wrong, and he didn't even type the draft.

After leaving the examination room, Shen Lian couldn't wait to report to Wen Yeyan with Wen Yeyan, but after connecting, Wen Yeyan told him that he was in the hospital now.

"...Well, I'm getting an infusion now, so I'm fine." Wen Yeyan stood outside the ward, looking through the doors and windows, and it was Wen Ruiping lying on the bed.

This morning, he was found fainted in the office, and was sent to the hospital urgently. He was found to have a gastric ulcer, hypoglycemia, and high blood pressure.

"You're already here? I'll go out to pick you up." Wen Yeyan said, wanting to leave.

Secretary Zhang stepped forward, "Ye Yan, your father..."

"Don't worry, I'll go out for a while and stay there until he wakes up." Wen Yeyan said.

Shen Lian lingered at the entrance of the hospital. This was a private hospital. The entrance was as luxurious and beautiful as a five-star hotel. He went back and forth to check if he had come by mistake, then raised his head, and Wen Yeyan ran towards him.

"You also brought fruit." Wen Yeyan said.

Shen Lian bought a fruit basket, including apples, bananas and kiwis. These fruits are more nourishing for the stomach. "I wanted to bring some soup, but I'm afraid it won't be good."

Wen Yeyan took the fruit basket, put her hands on the back of Shen Lian's neck and touched his forehead, "What a good daughter-in-law. How is the exam?"

"Very good, I think I can pass." Shen Lian showed a small smile.

"That's good, let's get the cake later, our boy is 21 years old today." Wen Yeyan said as he took his hand and walked to the hospital.

Shen Lian stood still, but instead held Wen Yeyan's wrist, he said, "I won't go, you spend good time with your father today."

"What's wrong?" Wen Yeyan didn't let go of him.

"Uncle Wen is not happy to see me, it's not good for your health." Shen Lian said, "I've occupied you for so long, so let's stay with him today."

"I'm the one who occupied you." Wen Yeyan pursed her lips and frowned.

Shen Lian just looked at Wen Yeyan docilely, he was so obedient, so obedient that even Wen Yeyan felt wronged for him.

This is the cutest and most beautiful person in the whole world, how can anyone dislike him?

"I can't do this." Wen Yeyan held Shen Lian stubbornly.

"You can't disregard your father's body." Shen Lian broke his fingers, "You hold on so tightly, I feel a little pain."

Wen Yeyan had no choice but to let go, but Shen Lian withdrew his hand and pushed him in, "Hurry up."

"Baby..." Wen Yeyan looked at him wearily.

"Hey, Ye Yan!" Secretary Zhang ran down, "Your father woke up and asked you."

Shen Lian waved his hand, "I came by car, don't worry." After speaking, she turned and ran away.

Wen Yeyan felt sore, but she had no choice but to go back with Secretary Zhang.

In the ward, Wen Ruiping had already sat up, and the nurse was measuring his blood pressure. When Wen Yeyan came in, he glanced at him lightly, and didn't say much.

After the physical examination was over, he dismissed the others, leaving only the father and son in the same room.

"You bought it?" Wen Ruiping glanced at the fruit basket, feeling calm.

"No." Wen Yeyan was depressed, took out a banana, peeled it and handed it to Wen Ruiping.

Wen Ruiping took it and ate it very slowly.

At this peaceful moment, Wen Yeyan seriously looked at his father, wondering if it was because of the frailty added by the sick clothes, Wen Ruiping looked older than the last time they met, his hair was not carefully taken care of, his skin was pale and dry, The nasolabial folds are clear, the blood vessels on the back of the hands are swollen, and the outer shell of Mr. Wen and his strict father has faded away, and he is just a middle-aged man who is nearly half a century old.

Wen Yeyan sighed, "I'm getting old, is it necessary to spell it like this?"

"Who caused it?" Wen Ruiping couldn't help asking.

"Me?" Wen Yeyan laughed, "I'll stand still and get beaten, so I can't fight back?"

"You are very capable." Wen Ruiping said, "They all thought I was annoyed, and I regretted that I forced my own son to a rival company, but in fact I am relieved. As my son, you are very courageous, dare to sword Take a slant, put all your eggs in one basket, your ability and vision far surpassed me at the same age, and I failed in the bidding, I am willing to bow down."

Wen Yeyan was surprised, could it be that the old man who had a serious illness suddenly became indifferent?

"I'm very relieved to entrust the group to you." Wen Ruiping said, and he said this sincerely. Wen Yeyan has always been undisciplined and devoted himself to thinking about the stock market and investment. It is expected that the Jiuchuan Group should be in the hands of such an heir.

"I think the group is in the hands of Sister Ruoxiao, which really reassures everyone." Wen Yeyan also said sincerely, "She is more familiar with the management of this big company than anyone else, and her grasp of the industry is unmatched. .Dad, I still can't figure it out, can you really not see her efforts and achievements? Do you have natural discrimination just because she is a woman?"

"I didn't discriminate against her!" Wen Ruiping clenched his fists. "If I looked down on her, how could I trust her to make decisions? I just..."

He has selfish motives.

He wanted to give Wen Yeyan the best.

To him and Ah Yun's only son.

"Father did all this for your own good," Wen Ruiping said.

"It's just your selfish self-movement." Wen Yeyan said, "Forcing your own will on others without considering the other's feelings is hurting."

"You mean, I'm hurting you?" Wen Ruiping sneered.

"Well, I take this as a kind of experience." Wen Yeyan said.

"You don't understand at all how, how much I am..." Wen Ruiping suddenly couldn't breathe, and stared at Wen Yeyan by his collar.

Wen Yeyan supported him to help him with his back, and wanted to scream, but he grabbed his wrist and shook his head.

Wen Ruiping was only emotionally agitated, and calmed down after a while.

"Dad, you are too paranoid." Wen Yeyan said.

Wen Ruiping was silent for a long time, and said, "If your mother was still around, would you look different?"

"I don't know." Wen Yeyan said, "But I am very satisfied with who I am now."

"Satisfied?" Wen Ruiping shook his head, "I agree with your career, but I hope you can get back on track, find a woman to fall in love with, get married and have children. The identity and background of the other party is not important..."

"Dad, let me tell you clearly." Wen Yeyan said word by word, "I won't look for anyone else, only Shen Lian, only him."

"No matter what I say, won't you change it?" Wen Ruiping stared at him, gnashing his teeth.

"It can't be changed."

Wen Ruiping was suddenly furious, pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and said angrily: "Do you not care even if I die in front of you?!"

Wen Ye's eyes were quick, and he grabbed his hand, restraining him, so as not to impulsively do stupid things again.

"Dad, calm down!"

"Wen Yeyan, with a man, or I refuse treatment, you can only choose one." Wen Ruiping's eyes were red.

Wen Ye was silent. He gritted his teeth and looked into Wen Ruiping's eyes. The complex emotions in his eyes finally settled into disappointment.

"Dad, do you have to force me?" Wen Yeyan's voice became hoarse.

Wen Ruiping said, "You are the only son of me and Ah Jun, half of your blood comes from your mother, and it cannot be broken."

"Ha." Wen Yeyan actually laughed out, he closed his eyes, tears fell down.

"Dad, I don't want to be your son anymore." Wen Yeyan's lips trembled and tears flowed fiercely, "I don't want to be your son anymore."

"Ye, Ye Yan..." Wen Ruiping was overwhelmed by his tears. In his memory, his son had never cried before, but at this moment, the tears fell on his hands, making him shy.

"I have your blood in my body." Wen Yeyan let go of Wen Ruiping's hand in a murmur, straightened up, reached out and took the fruit knife next to the fruit basket, he looked at Wen Ruiping, his mouth was flattened Tight, with tears all over his face, it was the first time he cried so embarrassingly in front of his father.

"Then I'll give it back to you." Wen Yeyan said.

He raised his hand, and the blade pressed against the artery in his wrist.

Wen Ruiping turned pale with fright, and rushed over regardless of his weakness: "Stop, Ye Yan—"

147