I have time

In the elevator room on the 33rd floor, a young girl with dark, long and straight face was full of sadness, her meticulously drawn facial features were almost wrinkled. She grabbed at straws and dragged Cindy, who was walking over with her mobile phone, to the corner of the wall. "Sister Cindy, help me—"

Cindy: "..." This is, naked/loaned?

"I made a big mistake. I just sent Mr. Wei the reminder of Mr. Yan's restaurant reservation..." The girl subconsciously pulled off the badge on her chest, which read: Administration Department-Senior Assistant-Gina Jin Jing, " The information on the form is the 33rd floor. Today is Valentine’s Day. You know Mr. Yan has never reserved a seat on this kind of festival, and he made the reservation two weeks ago... I sent Mr. Wei’s number without thinking... ...The text message cannot be withdrawn, what should I do?"

Cindy sighed and glared at her, "It's because you are too careless, who said Mr. Yan can't book a seat on Valentine's Day." Indeed, she didn't quite believe it!In the past five years, Mr. Yan has not seen a single female mosquito, not to mention bees and butterflies. If this is reported, it will definitely be explosive news.

The bosses are not willing to leak their whereabouts information at will. Originally, the work of an administrative assistant has no technical content, and what they rely on is patience, carefulness and a strict mouth.

"I know I made a mistake, so I must pay attention in the future!" Gina swore to the sky, "Sister Cindy, I don't want to paste invoices/receipts and print documents every day... If Manager Zhou finds out, I will die, please help me—"

Cindy brushed her hand away from her sleeve, "Okay, let's go back to work. Fortunately, it was sent to Mr. Wei by mistake. It's not a big problem. I'll tell Mr. Wei later."

Gina nodded gratefully and pressed the down elevator.

"Which restaurant did President Yan order?" Cindy asked casually just as she was about to turn around.

"The revolving restaurant on the [-]th floor of Fengjiang Hotel." Gina wanted to ask for others, and her psychological disadvantage made her blurt out the answer. After she finished speaking, she immediately regretted whether she had made a mistake.

Cindy waved at her, turned and left.

Mr. Yan was not in the company for the past few days after the festival, Mr. Wei's aura was obviously depressed, and Cindy didn't want to run to get into trouble.

She brewed a cup of top-quality Jin Junmei, Mr. Yan liked to drink this before, so he would come here from time to time to have a drink or two.

Later, Mr. Wei asked her to go to Jiuluzhai to search several times, and finally got together a set of gift boxes. I thought it was going to be sent to Mr. Yan, but I didn't expect that Mr. Wei didn't have anything to say. Keep it in the office, and wait for him to come before brewing it for drinking.

"Mr. Wei," Cindy put down the tea set, "The administration side is taking annual leave, and there was a small mistake in the handover of work. They said that they sent you a reminder message by mistake. I told them not to make an exception."

Wei Qiancheng stared at the misty teacup, watching the freshest and tenderest tea buds collected from the original alpine ecology of the Wuyi Mountain Nature Reserve slowly sinking into the bottom of the cup.

He didn't speak, and Cindy felt that the matter should be over. After all, the big boss is the second boss' brother in private, and the family's affairs are not as serious as information leakage.

"Book a seat for me on the [-]th floor of Fengjiang Hotel, tonight." Wei Qiancheng brought the teacup to his lips, and took a sip while breathing.

Cindy was slightly startled, surprise flashed across her face, she reacted very quickly and found an excuse to cover it up, "The seats there are always tight, and today is a special day, if you can't get a reservation, can you change to another one?"

"That's right there. If you can't book a seat, upgrade your VIP card to a black card and ask for a luxurious private room."

Cindy will do it right away. Black card VIPs of this high-end restaurant need to deposit a lot of membership fees. Correspondingly, they will also reserve a small amount of mobile dining seats for black card users on special festivals.

The luxurious private room is not for couples. Cindy thinks it’s not a big problem. After all, there are many people who grit their teeth and bleed to have a Valentine’s Day dinner for 1314*2/2 people, but there should not be many people who have to book a private room for a party on this day.

***

"Isn't it appropriate for me to wear this... Is there really a restaurant where you won't be allowed to enter without a suit? I thought it was just made up for acting in a movie..."

Yi Chengfeng is wearing a black two-button casual suit. The simple and slim style sets off his thin and tall figure. His legs are slender and straight, and his movements are free and easy.

The neckline of the suit and the edge of the side pockets are treated with contrasting colors of different materials. Under the light, there is a silver and black luster, which is solemn yet fashionable and lively.

Yan Yu was also wearing the same style. He had a fair complexion, a slender figure, and another kind of gentle and elegant demeanor.

"It's so pretty." Yan Yu raised his hand to help him fasten the buttons, with a deep smile on his brows and eyes, "Not everyone has the courage to bump into my shirt, and you don't count as a loser."

Yi Chengfeng still had a sense of restraint in a bag, and shook his neck uncomfortably, "I seem to have only worn a Chinese tunic suit once during the chorus, and it's true... I'm not used to it... It's hard for you to wear it like this every day .”

"Choose a tie." Yan Yu opened the tie compartment in the closet, and there were dozens of ties of various colors stored in it, and some cufflinks and collar pins were stored in the small compartment next to it.

Yi Chengfeng glanced at it, dazzled, "Does it have to be tied? If not, you won't be allowed in? I don't know how to do this, the same way as the red scarf?"

Yan Yu looked at his shirt with fine gray stripes, and chose a tie with blue and purple twill stripes, "This one, help me."

Yi Chengfeng supported his waist through the shirt, so that he could move his hands to help him tie his tie, "Let me type this every day, I will definitely be chronically suffocated."

"During chronic suffocation, do your hands move unconsciously?"

Heck, Yan Yu pushed up the bow tie, which made Yi Chengfeng roll his eyes, and helped him loosen it a little.

"My favorite pair of cufflinks are perfect for you, but I lost one."

"I picked one up." Yi Chengfeng looked at him with his lips curled up. "The circle is full of diamonds, with a Y in the middle. You dropped it when you were eating hot pot on Christmas Day."

The tie was tightened again, "Why don't you return it to me? Do you know that I have been looking for it for a long time!"

"Keep a souvenir, just in case... ahem..."

The tie got tighter.

Yi Chengfeng didn't dare to let go and let him fall, his voice was strangled twice.

"Because it belongs to you, it feels very comfortable to be by my side, but it's not comfortable to hold you... Wife, acute suffocation, I'm about to die..."

The tie loosened and was carefully adjusted by Yan Yu.

"This is a gift I gave myself on my 28th birthday. I didn't expect to lose one just after wearing it. It was quite sad at the time."

"Those two letters...do they represent Yan Yu, or Yan Yi?" Yi Chengfeng's hands turned into warm hugs, "The lettering inside the ring is the only one you saw... Did you think that at that time? lost me?"

Yan Yu just pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't answer him, "YY means forever. If you are here, I will love you forever. If you are not here, I will wait for you forever." Come, let me put it on for you."

"You wear it, you look good in it!" Yi Chengfeng took the opportunity to run away, fearing that there would be some more shackles on his body. If he was given a tie pin, he would hang himself with a knife around his neck all night a feeling of.

Yan Yu chose a white silk tie, tied it to the neckline of his light pink shirt in front of the dressing mirror, matched it with a pearl head pin, and put on the lost pair of cuff buttons.

There are more than a dozen pairs of Yi Chengfeng's new shoes in the shoe cabinet in the hallway, leather shoes, Doudou shoes, soft leather boots... plus almost all the sports shoes of international first-line sports brands, they are all purchased by the specialty store and sent directly sent over.

"When I was young, I really wanted to buy a pair of good sneakers..." Yi Chengfeng changed into a brand new pair of Berluti, a little unsure which leg to step on first, "But there are too many of these."

"My shoes are very good. If you buy a pair, they will last you a lifetime, so if you can wear them better, you can wear them for me." He always remembered that Yi Chengfeng had been looking forward to a new pair of sneakers for a long time.

"It's almost time, let's go—"

Fengjiang Hotel is located in the center of Liancheng City. It is a typical landmark building. The height of 218 meters is also the highest in Liancheng. The 360-degree revolving restaurant on the 90th floor of the hotel rotates slowly at a speed of [-] minutes. You can clearly overlook the entire third ring road The beautiful scenery of Liancheng within the road.

Yi Chengfeng parked the car, looked up at the towering Fengjiang Hotel, the revolving restaurant was like an alien spaceship landing on the dome of a high-rise building, and it was like a magnificent crystal on the scepter, shining in the night Brilliance, brilliance.

He leaned over and carried Yan Yu out of the car, "Honey, the restaurant you chose is getting higher and higher, and it's going to the sky...Is there no elevator in this place?"

"Fifty floor, are you willing to let me carry me up?" What is the small restaurant in a dangerous building? This is where the real stars can be picked.

"How can you still plan on me like this now, I will fly you every night—"

In the lobby of the hotel, there are six sightseeing elevators up to the 6th floor. The car dragging the snow-white beams of light up and down is like an eternal meteor rising and falling, continuously sending guests into the revolving restaurant at a high speed of [-] meters per second.

Even under such a magnificent background, a pair of handsome men in couple outfits still attract people's attention when they appear in the crowd.

The interaction between the two is neither ambiguous nor ostentatious, just like all lovers in the world with an intimate smile, occasionally whispering to each other.

A young girl couldn't help being curious and secretly raised her mobile phone to shoot at them. Yi Chengfeng turned around inadvertently, blocking Yan Yu's entire body.

"Little liar, as long as I have a ticket, I can come in in work clothes, right?"

Yi Chengfeng glanced at the hip-hop boy standing next to him. He dared to have holes in his jeans in cold weather, and his sweater was covered with patches of the logos of various NBA teams. He wore a pair of earphones and flicked around, as if he was fainting in an elevator. .

Yan Yu pursed his lips to suppress a smile, and raised his hand to pinch Yi Chengfeng's fingertips.

"You look really handsome in this way, let me keep my eyes." He looked up with a pair of star eyes, and blinked twice on purpose.

Yi Chengfeng rolled his Adam's apple, resisted some charming thoughts, and cast his eyes on the land that was gradually moving away, feeling a little dizzy.

The dining tables of the viewing restaurant are all set up around the window. In addition to the dishes of the couple's set menu, there are also some refreshments and drinks at the buffet table that can be taken at will.

"This place is much higher than the 33rd floor. No wonder rich people like to stand on high places. It really looks very beautiful." Yi Chengfeng took a sip of soda and frowned, "It feels like the world is busy Little ant, and I seem to be standing in the position of God."

"Isn't it enough for me to look up to you every day?" Yan Yu picked up his wine glass and touched the rim of Yi Chengfeng's glass. Driver."

Yi Chengfeng still insisted on drinking pungent soda water, "I am the most professional driver."

Yan Yu called the waiter, "Please help this gentleman add a little cherry juice and maple syrup to the soda water."

"What's the difference between you and cooking a pot of wild vegetable soup and putting swallow's wings, abalone belly, chicken, duck and fish in it?" Yi Chengfeng laughed at him, "Order a bowl of free stew and ask someone to add noodles for you... Back to such a thing Erjing, except for me, everyone tolerates you only by looking at your face... Well, it's really delicious, like a cherry kiss..."

The two chatted casually, waiting for the dishes to be served by the waiter one by one, quite relaxed and comfortable.

The sea of ​​city lights outside the window is as vast as a river of stars, winding and flowing in the night, like a scroll slowly unfolding.

Yan Yu was obviously in a good mood, even though he was wearing formal attire, he looked relaxed like a lazy cat, sometimes picking up his favorite food and taking a few bites, sometimes listening to the background music and staring blankly for a while.

"Ma Junwu once said that Wenrou Township is a tomb of heroes. As expected, how many days have I not been able to concentrate on my work?"

He rested his elbows on the edge of the table, resting his head on the back of his hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly in the light and shadow of the crystal chandelier.

Yi Chengfeng helped him pick out the hard shell of the lobster, and put the snow-white meat on his plate, "Who made you a hero? When I open the shop, you can retire early, and draw pictures whenever you can. When you do design, no one puts pressure on you, let alone worry about entertainment, I know you don't like to do that."

"I calculated it carefully. You don't need to wait until you are 40. In three to five years, I will be able to support you." Yi Chengfeng joked, "You can wear Gap every day without going to work. I will make it for you." It doesn't cost much to eat, I will pay the mortgage, and you can choose the place to travel twice a year. The only thing that is uncertain is whether your mother will be dissatisfied with beauty and go for plastic surgery when she is old..."

If the time can be turned back five seconds, Yi Chengfeng will definitely swallow the last sentence, otherwise how can he say "a gentleman keeps his back on others" and "when you mention Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there"?

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhuang Meichan walking in a Chinese-style cheongsam dress with peacock blue crocheted flowers and diamonds, her long hair tied behind her head in a cloud bun.

Zhuang Meichan held a Hermes pure leather handbag, and glanced coldly along the couple's seat by the window. Behind her were Jiang Yuren and Jiang Qiao's family of three.

Before Yi Chengfeng could react, the little pink butterfly rushed towards Yan Yu as if it had sensed it, and bumped into Yan Yu's arms.

"Beautiful uncle! It's great that you are here too!"

"Why did uncle say you won't come tonight?"

"Uncle is a great liar—"

The uncle who is a big liar just took a little time to authenticate the black card user, so he just happened to pick up this comment when he walked over.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, Zhuang Meichan's face was so tense that she seemed to be falling powder, the corners of her deliberately raised eyes showed contemptuous disgust, and her shiny crystal nails dug into the soft leather of her handbag.

Let her not do what he thinks, the heart-shaped pudding cake on the dining table in front of the two people has not touched a few mouthfuls, the watermelon in the fruit plate has also been dug into the shape of a peach heart, and the two of them are a blind couple Pack……

Yan Yu was like a cat that had been awakened suddenly, the soft fur all over his body stood up vigilantly, he looked at his mother, and then at the group of people accompanying him.

The heads of people are very neat, it is really better to hit the sun than to pick the sun——

The two groups of people greeted each other unnaturally, Uncle, Aunt, Xiao Na who, and Mr. Soum called them indiscriminately, and Yi Chengfeng stood up and shook hands with the three men politely.

Miaomiao refused to leave, Zhuang Meichan froze there, Wei Qiancheng was even more sullen and didn't intend to move, the waiter who took the seat had to wait aside, and the remaining three people had no choice but to leave first.

Thus, the luxurious and spectacular six-person observation group blocked half of the aisle, looking at the two with different expressions.

Jiang Yuren smiled and said, "Qian Cheng said that he will go on a business trip to Huizhou in two days, so we temporarily decided to make up a reunion dinner in advance, thinking that Xiao Yu is still out of town and hasn't come back... Since we met by such a coincidence, why don't we go together?"

"Beautiful uncle, let's go together." Miaomiao agreed coquettishly.

Jiang Qiao and Isaac also followed suit. After all, everyone has a reputation. It's not good to hear the anecdote that the mother and son turned their faces in public because of coming out of the closet.

"Xiao Yu! This is a family feast! You come with us!"

Zhuang Meichan's voice was extremely restrained, if the bag in her hand hadn't been willing to be picked off, it should have been glued to Yi Chengfeng's face by now.

Yan Yu's gaze skipped his mother, turned around Wei Qiancheng's face, and looked at Jiang Yuren, "Uncle Jiang, I have a friend here today, so don't bother me, let's do it another day."

"Hey, what are you afraid of if you have friends? It's so lively to eat together." He raised his hand and stroked Zhuang Meichan's back. If there is any problem, everyone will enter the private room and close the door to talk about it.

"Yes uncle, please come, I will be very sad if you don't come." Miao Miao continued to beat her soy sauce.

Yi Chengfeng stood up, gave a polite smile to the passers-by who were waiting for Yan Yu's statement, then leaned over and said to Yan Yu, "Go, I'll wait for you outside—"

He knew in his heart the pressure that Yan Yu would have to bear when he came out in front of these people. After all, they were not like the parents of the Yi family. Feather caught in the middle of the embarrassment.

Yan Yu's slender fingertips slowly stroked the red wine glass, then he raised his head and showed a relieved smile, "Okay, then let's go together!"

He turned to look at Yi Chengfeng, "Family dinner, let's go together."

***

In the extremely luxurious private room, everyone sat down one after another.

Jiang Yuren sat at the head of the long table, with Wei Qiancheng, Issac and Jiang Qiao on the left, and Zhuang Meichan, Yan Yu and Yi Chengfeng on the right.

Miao Miao, who is at the bottom, has been struggling, wanting Yi Chengfeng to change places with her beautiful uncle, or let Yi Chengfeng change places with herself.

The atmosphere before the meal was inexplicably strange, and the whole room sat silently as if mourning in silence.

"Which industry does Mr. Yi work in?" Jiang Yuren chose a topic of insurance to start, and everyone can then talk about the industry prospects, stock market volatility and even the Sino-US trade war.

Yi Chengfeng, who is domineering from head to toe, answered truthfully, "It's an auto repair shop in Guantun."

Compared with the undisguised mockery on Zhuang Meichan's face, his look and tone were much more natural, probably no different from the answer "I just developed a few villas in the second ring road at random when I have nothing to do".

Everyone present here is a genius, one question is enough to spy on one or two, and no one tries to continue this kind of topic.

Issac is a banana man who grew up abroad, and he has no prejudice against homosexuality. After all, the Netherlands where he lives is the first country in the world to legalize same-sex marriage. The first time I saw Yan Yu leading such a handsome boy over, I was a little bit curious. It is recommended that they become naturalized and go to the Netherlands to obtain a certificate.

"From Meichuan? Then you and Yan are classmates? Meichuan Institute of Technology?"

Issac's Chinese listening is fine, and he is only used to speaking in English. It just so happens that Yi Chengfeng's English is poor, and he almost gave back ABC to the teacher after not touching it for more than ten years.

"SeniorSchool." Yan Yu answered for him.

Miao Miao dug the fresh milk pudding, tilted her head to look at Yi Chengfeng with a confused face, and beckoned him to come over to whisper mode regardless of previous suspicions.

"Daddy asked if you and your beautiful uncle are college classmates." The little girl was confident in her translation skills, and nodded encouragingly at Yi Chengfeng, "You just need to answer, yes or no."

Yi Chengfeng looked at Isaac, "No, I only went to high school and didn't graduate. He is much better." He turned to look at Yan Yu.

It was really hard to communicate with the fake foreign devils, and Jiang Qiao still had to explain to Issac what "leaving school" meant in a polite voice and vocabulary.

Probably because when Yi Chengfeng said the phrase "he is much better", the matching eyes were too gentle, and the nuclear leak radiated to Zhuang Meichan, and the latter's knife clattered on the plate.

"So," Zhuang Meichan turned her head and looked over, her willow eyebrows were raised high and provocative, and the corners of her lips were full of sarcasm, "You took care of him six years ago to pay off the debt, now? My son's soft rice tastes good Bar?"

Such an unfriendly verbal attack was so provocative that no one looked at Jiang Yuren's restraining eyes.

Yan Yu's hand holding the table knife suddenly tightened, and the tail edge pressed into the knuckle of his index finger. If he hadn't put down the knife and fork in time and restraint, he could hardly control the fine trembling.

"What did you say?"

He turned to face his mother, eyes full of disbelief.

six years ago?This time point is unforgettable for him.

Yi Chengfeng took care of him with all his heart and soul for three weeks, and one day after Zhuang Meichan suddenly returned to Meichuan to visit him, he said the word "scroll" to himself, so determined that there was no turning back!

Repayment of debts is just nonsense between the two of them, why would Zhuang Meichan know!

All of them, like a flash of light, connected a fact in Yan Yu's mind, a fact that made him trek for five years...

Yi Chengfeng doesn't care to listen to a few dirty-eared ridicules, he has long been mentally prepared for this.He was just worried about Yan Yu, so he quickly lowered his head and pulled up his hand to check. Even if it wasn't sharpened, the knife could cut a steak after all. Sure enough, there was a little blood oozing from his knuckles, which was not serious.

He didn't want Yan Yu to repeat what happened six years ago. The scabbed wound had already grown granulation, so why bother tearing it apart again to make him hurt again.

"Let's go." Yi Chengfeng said in a low voice, then stood up and glanced at the crowd, "Eat slowly, I'll take him back first."

Zhuang Meichan tore open her handbag excitedly, and the buckle broke off her newly made nails. She casually grabbed a stack of paper money and threw it at Yi Chengfeng, and the snowflakes of coins scattered all over the ground.

"Tell me, how much money do you want? Instead of wasting time climbing the bed here, you might as well get the money and get out—"

Jiang Yuren had already stood up to pull people away, and Jiang Qiao hurriedly coaxed Miaomiao to go out to eat ice cream and watch the night view. Issac never thought that his stepmother would be so tough, and he just froze on his seat and was helpless against Chinese-style family conflicts. Only Wei Qiancheng silently picked up the wine glass and drank the champagne in one gulp.

"Go and drive first, I'll be right there." Yan Yu still managed to maintain a trace of calm on the surface, pushing Yi Chengfeng a step away, "Be obedient——"

Yi Chengfeng frowned, and frankly said that he couldn't let it go, but Yan Yu must have his reasons for letting him go first, he would respect his decision, he didn't want to stay here and be embarrassed by others, maybe there was something It was inconvenient to speak out in front of his family members.

"You only have 10 minutes." Yi Chengfeng squeezed Yan Yu's palm, turned and walked out.

If Yan Yu doesn't come out after 10 minutes, he will come back and take him away no matter the hail of bullets.

"Xiao Yu, don't blame your mother, this matter may be a bit sudden..." Jiang Yuren still did not give up the last effort of the peacemaker, and issued a yellow card to both parties, "Mei Chan, if you have something to say to the child, you are going too far! "

"No need!" Yan Yu raised his hand to stop their hypocritical performance, and looked directly at Zhuang Meichan, "Six years ago, what did you do?"

"What do you think I should have done?!" The ravaged handbag was pressed directly on the dinner plate and died, "Kang Jing, that bitch! At least I got a whole person, taking away everything that belongs to you. He What? But you’re not picky! You don’t have to be tricked into making a will before—”

Yan Yu's breathing was sluggish, and one hand with bulging veins tightly grasped the corner of the tablecloth, and suddenly pulled it hard, the cups, plates and bowls on the table fell to the ground with a crash, the candlesticks fell over, the flowers were sprinkled with soup, and the champagne rolled out of the barrel Sprinkled half of Wei Qiancheng's trouser legs.

"In, you, eyes, in," Yan Yu paused, his eyes red, "I should be a cripple that no one wants, right!"

"How much do you hate me? You can't see anything good about me!"

"Isn't this face of mine your own? Didn't you ever expect me to help you get back everything you deserve? Why, you failed to use me, so I became the shameful pillar that crucified you ?”

"Mother..." Yan Yu sneered and said this address, "Am I not good enough for you? Is it because I was not humble enough to please you before, or I am not active enough to spend money now?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't love me, you have to hate me until the day I die?"

The wine glass poured by the table was picked up by Yan Yu's slender fingers, and it slammed against the edge of the table to make a sharp fracture. Yan Yu backhanded the handle of the cup into Zhuang Meichan's hand.

"Give you a chance, you can either kill me now, or smear my face! Count me as compensation for your life—"

Zhuang Meichan's hand holding the cup trembled, and she threw the cup away like grabbing a soldering iron. She seemed to want to say something, but only the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Give up? Then don't regret it!"

"From now on, you and I are just mother and son in legal relationship, and we have no relationship other than that."

"You don't have to worry about my affairs."

"Everyone, excuse me—"

Yan Yu turned the wheelchair out of the private room, Jiang Yuren was comforting the collapsed and crying Zhuang Meichan, Wei Qiancheng was silent for a moment, got up and chased him out.

It took 40 seconds for the elevator to go down. Wei Qiancheng stood behind Yan Yu with one side of his trousers wet, his brow furrowed.

"Aunt Zhuang...Xiaoyu, we are still a family, we should talk properly when we go back, and don't be willful."

"Boss Wei laughed."

Today's chance encounter is really too coincidental, someone really spared no expense for a ticket!

Yan Yu had regained his composure at this time, he just wanted to go out immediately and see Yi Chengfeng for the first time.

The elevator door opened, Yan Yu pushed the wheelchair through the lobby and out the revolving door, Wei Qiancheng quickened his pace and followed behind him.

There are seven or eight steps in front of the hotel, Wei Qiancheng sideways blocked the barrier-free ramp on one side, "Xiao Yu—"

He raised his hand and pulled the push handle on one side, and the wheelchair was forced to stop.

After all, Wei Qiancheng has the physical strength to keep fit for years, if he doesn't take the initiative to let go, it is impossible for Yan Yu to break free by himself.

Yan Yu: "Let go."

Wei Qiancheng's strength remained unabated, and he even pulled him back a little.

"Let him go—"

Yi Chengfeng turned around the pillars of the gate, put his hands in his pockets, and walked up the steps step by step, his eyes gently covering Yan Yu.

He walked all the way to Yan Yu's side, stood on the other side of him, turned his head to look at Wei Qiancheng, his deep gaze met the other's cold gaze, "Let him go."

Yi Chengfeng's tone was calm, he could not hear any threat or hostility, and he generally disdain to argue when stating the facts.

Wei Qiancheng was holding the push handle of the wheelchair with one hand all the time, showing no intention of compromising.

Yi Chengfeng took out his hands from his pockets, looked away indifferently, leaned over, picked Yan Yu up from the wheelchair, turned around, and walked down the steps step by step.

The author has something to say:

I wrote it for two days, and finally finished it, I may change it later, anyway, I will post it first today...

Happy birthday to the motherland!

Happy holidays little angels!