drowning tide

Fei Chuan didn't know how long he had been sleeping on the bed. The accumulated pressure and trauma to his body some time ago caused him to fall into a long lethargic sleep. dark.

His consciousness is not always clear, and he is only vaguely aware of people coming.This day he was lying on the hospital bed as usual - the doctor said that his wound was dehiscated and the tendon was injured. In order not to affect his life in the future, he had to rest in addition to the operation.

There was a knock on the door outside, because it was not the time for the nurse to change the dressing, so he subconsciously thought it was gold-rimmed glasses.

"Yu Yao... so it's you." He laughed sullenly, and the laughter caused throbbing pain in the wound that hadn't fully healed, making a good smile turn into a grin, "I knew you would come back."

Yi Huai let go of Nie Xicheng's hand, pushed open the door of the ward and entered, "Who do you think?"

"I didn't think it was who it was." Fei Chuan withdrew his gaze, but his spirit was much better than the previous few days, and he no longer looked like a dead person.

But Yi Huai knew that these were just appearances. The real him was still immersed in the despair and sadness of that day, and he might not be able to get out of it for the rest of his life.

He didn't say much, and put the things he was carrying on the cabinet, then took out a few mangosteens from inside, peeled them off one by one, put them on paper plates and handed them to Fei Chuan.

Fei Chuan ate the sweet mangosteen, and asked abruptly, "What day is today?" He asked how many days had passed since that incident happened, "I don't remember clearly."

"Day three."

Fei Chuan paused for a moment, "It's already the third day."

After peeling these mangosteens, Yi Huai ignored Fei Chuan's dissatisfied eyes and picked up a wet towel to wipe his hands, "The doctor said you shouldn't eat too much. I almost found out when I brought these mangosteen in. Hold on for a while and wait for the injury to come in." Well, you don’t have to be jealous anymore.”

I don't know if Fei Chuan listened to his words, but if he couldn't eat the mangosteen, he simply turned his face in another direction, "How is his... preparations for the funeral?"

"The outside world doesn't know yet."

According to common sense, after a person dies, he should set up a mourning hall at home, and then distribute the obituary widely, informing relatives, friends and other people to come to express condolences for the deceased, but out of some considerations, he and Wu Yichun jointly blocked the news, and tightly suppressed the news of Luo Yi's death. In their small circle.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and sooner or later the accidental death of the head of the Luo family will be exposed to the public eye and become a sensational news, but for Yi Huai, what he wants is the time in the middle, which is almost a vacuum .

He repeatedly wiped his hands with a wet towel until the skin turned abnormally red and he continued to wipe, "He originally planned to do it on Mo Yixun's birthday, but I can't wait for that day, I decided Bring this day forward."

"When is it early?"

Fei Chuan had no objection to this.

"First seven."

In other words, four days later.

"It's up to you... Don't wipe your hands, why have I never heard of you being a clean freak? Don't come here next time if you think it's so dirty."

It wasn't until Fei Chuan couldn't bear to point it out that Yi Huai stopped in a daze, and threw the wet wipe into the trash can, "Sorry... I didn't pay attention."

"It's about to wipe off the blood, are you stupid? I didn't even know you had self-abuse tendencies when you were so ruthless."

It was rare for Yi Huai to be trained to obediently bow his head and admit his mistake, "I won't do it next time."

Fearing that he might cause trouble to him again, Fei Chuan finally looked at him, this was unbelievable, "How long has it been since you had a good rest?"

"Not long."

In the past few days, except for being forced to lie on the bed by Nie Xicheng for a few hours every day, he was almost non-stop looking at the documents and records left by Luo Yi, and then slowly under the guidance of the gold-rimmed glasses, that is, Yu Yao. Slowly take over the group business.

The property Luo Yi left behind was too large and complicated. If he wanted to take power, he had to find out the turbulent undercurrent among the high-level people, control their fate, and then gradually support the power that truly belonged to him.

"You really understand what I'm talking about." Fei Chuan said with emotion, "I really remember correctly, you have been a smart kid since you were a child."

Yi Huai curled his mouth, the expression that should have been a smile appeared so cold on his face, "Didn't you acquiesce from the beginning that I would understand?"

This internal system records most of the secrets of Luo Yi's huge empire, but there is also a small part buried in the deeper darkness.

In the third year after Luo Yi took over the Luo family, he began to slowly cleanse himself. Those shady parts were not completely discarded, they were broken up and reorganized, and then handed over to a suitable person to manage and control them.

This person must be the one Luo Yi can trust the most, even if the whole world is in front of him, he will not betray Luo Yi.

If you think about it this way, the only candidate left seems to be the one in front of you.

"Fei Chuan, tell me what he promised Wu Yichun in this matter."

Fei Chuan restrained his unscrupulous expression, "The two arms of the Mo family, the handicap of the casino near the sea, and some scattered small things, I will make a list for you later... Anyway, I can't The whitewashing and splitting were all given to the old man who didn't get up early, so he persuaded him to help."

After a while, he noticed that Yi Huai was still sitting in his seat, raised his eyelids, and asked lazily, "Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll..." I fell asleep.

He was interrupted by Yi Huai before he finished speaking.

"I heard Tang Gaozhuo talk about the will. He said that Luo Yi left all his hard work in his life to me, so I want to ask you for proof."

"It's true." Fei Chuan's expression became extremely tired in an instant, "I watched him make it, and he asked for my opinion. You are indeed his sole heir. Apart from leaving me a little money and The real estate, and everything else is given to you."

"Why don't you?"

Even during the most incompatible period with Fei Chuan, Yi Huai never spoke to Fei Chuan in such a sharp and aggressive tone.

"Because I don't want it, and he's given me enough."

Yi Huai couldn't help laughing at his words that he didn't want to, he covered half of his face with all his strength, his laughter was a bit hysterical, "...None of you want to come over and ask me if I want it or not?" ?”

"sorry."

Yi Huai asked in a strange tone, "Why me?"

"Don't you know everything? He and you are..."

"A half-brother... After all, he's not that close, otherwise, how could he stand by and watch me treat him as my mother-killing enemy for so many years?" He thought he didn't mind these things, as long as he could think about the future. However, at this moment he realized that he cared more than he thought, "I always thought that I was a complete outsider, anyway, you would never tell me what to do, the result? The result is that I turned around and was told by others, I am Luo Yi's only heir, and I have to bear all the burdens..." Seeing Fei Chuan's sad expression, he stopped, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down, "Sorry, that's not what I meant."

His voice was still trembling, and his eyes had turned red for some time, "Forget it, I might be under too much pressure, no, how can I forget such words..."

"Okay, it's not your fault." Fei Chuan raised his arm with difficulty and put it on his shoulder, "Yi Huai, you have to believe that he didn't expect that he would leave so early, what he wanted was to give you Enough time, wait for you to be on your own, and then confess to you, it is definitely not what it is now. He does force you to do things, but he never intends to drive you crazy... Do you understand?"

"I……"

"Things have become like this now. Unless I die, I will not allow another person to sit in the seat he used to sit in. He trusts me, and the same way he trusts you." Fei Chuan sighed, "I I know this is a very selfish decision, I never asked your wishes, but are you willing to forgive us?"

Yi Huai was silent for a long time, so long that Fei Chuan thought that he would never talk to him again, he slowly took Fei Chuan's hand back, "...Can I still love you guys?"

Fei Chuan looked at the broken skin on the back of his hand that was oozing blood, "Do you want to bandage it?"

However, Yi Huai didn't bother to look at it at all, "I don't have a choice at all. You and him are the ones I chose from the beginning to the end. You are right. I can't hate you, and there is no way to really let go of all these things in spite of."

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While the people inside were talking, Nie Xicheng, who was waiting outside, was also not idle.

Just standing here like this handsome guy in a long-legged and tall suit is already a kind of eye-catching enjoyment, so the nurses who come and go can't help but glance over here.

He didn't care about the gazes of these people, leaning against the window at the end of the corridor, he asked his confidants who stayed in Rongcheng about Wen Fan's recent situation.

"Are you willing to sign?"

Regarding the fact that Wen Fan was able to last until the third day, he slightly expressed his approval, "I thought it would be a day at most. Second Young Master Wen is indeed a ruthless person, completely different from his brother."

If Wen Zhicheng had been replaced, he probably would have signed everything before the torture expert came on stage, and I was afraid that if he signed slowly, he would suffer something.

Thinking of this, he still found it funny, but the smile didn't have any warmth, "A man with integrity needs a little reward. Find a doctor to treat his wound and then send it to Xu Qin. I'll take care of him."

Even if he was cured, it didn't matter, as long as it fell into Xu Qin's hands, Wen Fan would definitely have no way out, but he just said it confidently, as if it was some kind of great favor.

"By the way, send a few people over to see for me what Mo Zhengya is doing recently." Nie Xicheng looked at the sky outside the window. The weather in Rongcheng was bad, it was raining all day long, and it was the same here. Not much better, sporadic drizzle every few hours, makes people feel very happy, "If he wants to run away, just find some excuse to scare him, don't really scare him to death."

I don't know what the confidant on the other end of the phone said, his expression softened, "He just took that position, and many things have to be done slowly, otherwise the foundation will be unstable and there will be big problems in the future, and as a considerate man, I Friends don't want him to work too hard."

After explaining a series of things, Nie Xicheng took another look at the ajar door.

I don't know what they said, the person he was waiting for hasn't come out yet.

Recently, his smoking cessation action has achieved preliminary results, and he will no longer be addicted to smoking for nothing, but Yi Huai is afraid that he will feel uncomfortable, so he quietly puts a few mints in his pocket.

"Who did you learn from?" He casually took out a piece of mint and threw it into his mouth, muttering softly, "Little villain."