flying planet

Ye Xiwu was lying on the floor of the fourth floor with his arm pillowed. There was a starlight above his head. Jian Xinglai didn't know what kind of pen he used. The stems of Xiwu flowers were all shining brightly. Ye Xiwu didn't know how long it took him to finish these star lines clearly and distinctly like diamonds. Just thinking about the little time the other party has to squeeze out every day, Ye Xiwu felt his heart filled with love. All turned into tenderness.

He stayed on the fourth floor for a long time before thinking of going down. When he returned to the first floor, he found that Master He was no longer there. Wen Hua was sitting on the sofa. He didn't know where he bought potato chips and Coke, eating very unhealthy , when he saw Ye Xiwu, he even sucked his fingers, which made him look younger.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

Ye Xiwu sighed: "Not hungry, where is Master He?"

Wen Hua opened another bag of potato chips: "I'm here to find Jian Xing, Wen Wanhong should come with Jian Xing now, and I'll pick you up when it's over."

Ye Xiwu actually vaguely guessed what was going on, but he still didn't expect to be in such a positive state, so he couldn't hold back and asked him: "Then why did you kidnap us in the first place?"

Wen Hua: "You have to do enough acting, besides, I am also a temporary mutiny, not an alliance."

Ye Xiwu didn't understand the meaning of temporary mutiny, Wen Hua was half lying on the sofa, he glanced at Ye Xiwu, and muttered: "Jian Xinglai gave me a lot of money."

Ye Xiwu's head was full of question marks: "I gave you a lot of money?!"

Wen Hua shrugged: "It's because I was given a lot of money that I rebelled. After all, Wen Wanhong is too picky."

Ye Xiwu: "..."

When Master He was sent to Xinglai Hotel, he didn't see Jian Shi's ancestors sitting in the town, and the strange thing was that he didn't see Jian Xinglai either. He followed Zhang Weinian to the conference hall of the hotel. The log in the middle of the hall All the tables and chairs were taken away, Wen Wanhong was pressed down by a group of black-clothed bodyguards and knelt in the middle of the red carpet, Lianqiao was sitting at the top in a black cheongsam, her slender legs were folded, and a black scarf and blanket was wrapped between her arms, Her hair was up in the clouds, with a plain white flower on her temples, and Jian Linzhao stood beside her with an expressionless face.

Seeing Master He, Lianqiao didn't seem surprised, and said, "You're back?"

Master He nodded, and went to look at Wen Wanhong on the ground, who happened to see him too.

Wen Wanhong was a well-known beauty when she was young. Master He has heard of her. Even though so many years have passed, the youth is gone, but the charm is still there. Unfortunately, the beauty is gagged today. Yes, nothing can be said.

"Is Xiwu okay?" Lianqiao asked Master He in a soft voice, not paying attention to the gentle gaze on the ground.

Master He is an engineer, so he swallowed his saliva after encountering this kind of battle, and said cautiously: "There is a kidnapper in the hotel, what is his name Wen Hua... He sent me here, he The people are gone, do you want to call the police?"

Lianqiao smiled: "No need." She waved her hand lightly as if she wanted to shake off something dirty.

Several security guards dragged Wen Wanhong and threw her to Lianqiao's feet.

Lian Qiao lowered her head and looked at her condescendingly: "If you want your youngest son to be safe and sound, just spit out the money that Jian Zhongkai has sent you over the years, isn't that too much to ask?"

Jian Linzhao stepped forward, removed the gag from Wen Wanhong's mouth, and grabbed the woman's chin just as the other party was about to spit.

Lianqiao frowned.

Jian Linzhao's hand was extremely ruthless, it was obvious that Wen Wanhong was in pain, her voice turned into a scream, but she couldn't move, Lian Qiao glanced at Jian Linzhao, the man had no expression from the beginning to the end, and only showed it when she looked over. Smile: "Sit far away from her, so you won't be able to spit out."

"..." Lian Qiao stood up silently, the bodyguard helped her move the chair back, and she sat down again.

This time, Jian Linzhao didn't ask Lian Qiao to ask again, and lowered his head to Wen Wanhong's voice and said calmly: "We don't need the money Jian Zhongkai gave you, and Jian Zhongkai can also go abroad with you, and Jian Shi will give you one every year. money to live on.”

Wen Wanhong obviously didn't believe it too much, and stared at Jian Linzhao's face in horror.

"But we have a condition." Jian Linzhao said indifferently, "You have to sign a contract to sever the relationship between mother and child. From then on, Wen Hua will no longer be your son."

Wen Wanhong trembled slightly. She didn't quite believe what Jian Linzhao said, but she couldn't speak, and could only murmur with unknown meaning.

Jian Linzhao let go of her chin and threw a contract at her feet. He looked at Wen Wanhong and said coldly, "Leave your child, take Jian Zhongkai away, and leave here forever. , you have no other choice."

Ye Xiwu and Wen Hua were sitting on the sofa in the living room. The two of them were actually very bored, but they couldn't go anywhere. Wen Hua turned on the TV and found a game console from somewhere. I played bubble shooter myself.

Wen Hua played for a while, her skills were so bad that Ye Xiwu couldn't stand it any longer, so she took the other controller and taught him how to play, and the two of them happily played Bubble Bobble. The pink little dragon on the TV took one bite The beads were spit out, and finally Liancheng disappeared with a "squeak".

Seeing Wen Hua so excited, Ye Xiwu couldn't help asking him, "How old are you?"

Wen Hua was still staring at the flesh-pink dragon, and said without much thought: "I will have my 17th birthday in two months."

Ye Xiwu's handle almost fell to the ground, and he repeated in disbelief: "How old are you?"

Wen Hua finally realized that he had slipped his tongue, and his expression immediately became serious. He glanced at Ye Xiwu, sat a little further away, stopped watching TV, stopped eating French fries, and stopped playing games. He hugged the pillow and sat upright. is sitting.

Ye Xiwu took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress his anger, and pointed to his side: "Come here."

Wen Hua shook her head.

Ye Xiwu: "Come here."

Wen Hua: "I don't."

Ye Xiwu roared angrily: "You fucking come here!"

Wen Hua: "..."

The child finally hugged the mat and slowly came over. Ye Xiwu really couldn't figure out if Lao Mei's food was so good that the underage child grew so mature. Wen Hua's appearance was simply blinding .

"Didn't Wen Wanhong let you study?" Ye Xiwu asked him as calmly as possible.

Wen Hua curled her lips: "It will be fine if she doesn't hit me."

Ye Xiwu: "..." He licked his lips, his voice a little dry, "Has she been hitting you?"

Wen Hua thought for a while: "Not all the time, she doesn't hit me occasionally." After a while, he added, "When she gets a lot of money, she won't hit me."

After finishing speaking, Wen Hua suddenly looked at Ye Xiwu, and he asked curiously, "Is Jian Xinglai treating you well?"

Ye Xiwu didn't understand why he suddenly asked this question, but she nodded anyway: "He treats me very well."

Wen Hua let out a thoughtful "Oh", and Ye Xiwu was about to ask something more, when Wen Hua suddenly rushed forward, the child stretched out his arms, and wrapped his arms around Ye Xiwu's neck, and the two of them were face to face. Frowning, before Ye Xiwu could react, Wen Hua had already pulled out her phone and took a selfie of their faces.

Ye Xiwu: "..."

Wen Hua edited the text message happily: "I want to send it to Jian Xing, tell him that you like me very much, and ask him to give me more money."