Love shuffle

After confirming that Sheng Lianjiang's surgery was successful, the number of people who came here turned into three on the return trip. Fang Qining injected Xi Lu with a dose to calm him down, and threw him in the last row of the cabin.

Sensing Zhong Yao's eyes, Fang Qirui turned his face sideways to comfort him, "After you go back, you stay with me first, Meng Mingyi won't find you."

Zhong Yao held his hand involuntarily and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Fang Qirui pressed his head on his chest, "Wait a little longer, after this period of time, you will be free."

A long time ago, the word freedom was unattainable to Zhong Yao. It was the moon sinking in the water. What he thought he saw was the moon, but in fact it was just a reflection.

Fang Qirui reached out to fish out the moon and handed it to him, but now he is not so persistent.

"What can I do for you?" Zhong Yao asked, leaning into his arms.

Xiao Xu gave him a three-year video, which was used to ring the first bell of revenge.Xi Lu is now behind Fang Qirui, and as the trigger that detonated the internal disputes of the Hongjian Group, it is also a sharp double-edged sword in Fang Qirui's hands, which led to Sheng Chenxing's father who was all-powerful in the Nancheng Public Security Bureau.

The eight people on the chessboard were clearly divided into two sides. On one side were those who shared the same spirit with Fang Qirui, his younger brother, his younger brother's boyfriend, and the kind and timid Xiao Xu.And the people on the other side are standing on the other boat, even though they have cleverly formed a relationship that is not known but closely connected.

Xi Lu used money to do bad things, and put Fang Qirui's father in jail.Sheng Lianjiang assisted in the falsification, and Bai Ya released Qi Manrong's so-called autopsy report at the press conference.Meng Mingyi put a lot of effort into public opinion, and once again brought the already fragile Fang family to the bottom.

The cabin is quite comfortably furnished. Since it is privately owned, the interior decoration is not as cold and simple as that of ordinary airliners.Zhong Yao stared blankly at the warm-colored light source on the wall, and at this moment there was a tinge of regret, regretting that his tone just now was too blunt, a little bit like opening the skylight to speak plainly.

Perhaps because of his unique sensitivity, he realized that Fang Qirui and Lu An were not so compatible, but were only bound together because of their common relatives.The first thing he accepted was another olive branch, and he sold Meng Mingyi's trifling habits and the relationship system that he intentionally or unintentionally revealed to Lu An.In other words, Zhong Yao didn't actually do anything for Fang Qirui.

Zhong Yao has realized that he is largely out of touch, neither providing help to Fang Qirui, nor participating in an old incident in the past.

No businessman who has ever done business would be a philanthropist. Fang Qirui helping him regain his freedom essentially violated the balance of payments. Such a loss is not something a businessman would take the initiative to suffer.

Not getting an answer for a long time, Zhong Yao didn't have the courage to repeat it again.

He just nestled in Fang Qirui's arms, like a well-behaved and obedient pet, not much different from before, but this time he was willing to do so.

Fang Qirui heard his question, what the long silence brought was not thinking, but blind emptiness.When Zhong Yao in his arms was about to fall asleep, Fang Qirui whispered in his ear, "You don't need to do anything, just stay with me for a while."

How tolerant, gently and softly supporting Zhong Yao who is hanging in the air, he is always worried that he will fall in the next second, but the happiness at this moment makes him have no time to care about other things.

The plane landed in Nancheng without any surprises. Xi Lu went from a basement to another dark warehouse. The first second he woke up, he heard the sound of locking the door.

Fang Qirui took Zhong Yao back to his apartment, and at the same time, Meng Mingyi's flight had just landed.

The driver waited for him outside the airport. Seeing someone coming, he quickly got out of the driver's seat and opened the rear door to make sure Meng Mingyi was seated before returning to the driver's seat.

"Boss Meng, where are you going now?"

Meng Mingyi rubbed his swollen head, and was about to talk about going back to Repulse Bay when the phone rang inappropriately.

His career has not gone smoothly, and his regular partners will not accept hard and soft, no matter how slow he is, he can sense something is wrong.Meng Mingyi suspected that someone tripped him, otherwise no one would have trouble with money.He doesn't have that much time to spend outside, and his father's [-]th birthday will be in a few days, so it's time to stop the loss and return home in time.

There were three words hanging on the screen at a glance, Qiu Jianping.Meng Mingyi answered the phone almost immediately, and he dared not neglect his old partner who had been with his father for decades.

"Hi, Uncle Qiu, it's me, what's the matter?" Meng Mingyi even greeted him very humbly.

However, Qiu Jianping did not naturally put himself in the position of an elder, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Four young masters, I am here at the old house, you are not busy now, Mr. Meng said that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want you to come back when you have time." Come and see him."

Meng Mingyi trembled in his heart, and replied cautiously: "Okay, I happen to be on the way, so I won't disturb Dad when I go back now?"

Qiu Jianping seemed to have anticipated his attitude, and quickly followed up his words: "Well, I can have dinner with my husband when you come over."

Meng Mingyi hung up the phone with a good attitude, spoke abruptly, and told the driver, "Go to Nanfu Road."

Nanfu Road is the address of the old house, and the driver understood as soon as he said it, and the slow-moving car diverted to the next intersection and drove in the predetermined direction.

Meng Mingyi rubbed his fingers uneasily. His father's special assistant dialed the call very cleverly, just in time for the moment when his plane landed and returned home, as if there were eyes watching his every move in the dark.It's not hard for him to suspect that his father already knew his whereabouts these past few days, and also knew about his ineffective actions.

He pinched his mobile phone and thought, and suddenly realized that he had hardly received any news from China during the few days he left.And the day before he left, he was originally planning to beat Zhong Yao.At the first thought of this incident, his thoughts were out of control, Meng Mingyi decisively dialed Zhong Yao's contact number.

The gentle and powerful female voice repeated three times. In the past, Meng Mingyi would have been impatient before the end of one repetition, but he listened to it for two more rounds.

Zhong Yao didn't answer his call.

Meng Mingyi turned his attention to Zhong Yao's manager, even though Zhong Yao hadn't filmed a movie for more than half a year.The manager is a sophisticated middle-aged man in his early forties, knowing that Meng Mingyi is not as hardworking towards Zhong Yao as he is for other young lovers, so he simply let Zhong Yao go, and everything went according to Meng Mingyi's wishes.

When he received the call, the manager was running around with another second-tier male artist in his hands, wondering: "No, Boss Meng, I haven't accepted a play for Zhong Yao recently, and I haven't contacted him for a while."

Meng Mingyi's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, he rubbed the side of the phone, and opened the positioning software that hadn't been used for a long time.

The driver was driving the car without looking sideways, when he suddenly heard a dull and loud noise from behind the fender, like a punch hitting the leather back seat.Slightly turning his head away, he hastily turned back, the employer's joy and anger were beyond his imagination as an ordinary driver.

Not answering the phone, disappearing from the location, losing contact with the agent... What kind of tricks is Zhong Yao playing, or is he just getting too bold?

"Boss Meng, we're here."

The driver's trembling voice flooded into Meng Mingyi's ears, and his clenched fists slowly opened. Meng Mingyi tried his best to dispel the anger in his head, so that his expression would not look so ugly.

The car door was opened, and Meng Mingyi looked up at the low-key and elegant building in front of him. It didn't look like a mountain or dewy water on the outside, but everything inside was fully furnished. It was his dream to live in.It's not for the house itself, but for Meng Qiuhua's approval. It's a pity that he hasn't received Meng Qiuhua's praise in three years.

Meng Mingyi paused, turned his head and said to the driver: "Don't go too far in the vicinity, if you want to stay overnight, I will notify you in advance."

"Okay, okay," the driver responded hastily, "I'll be waiting nearby."

The servant opened the door from the inside, Meng Mingyi took a deep breath, and strode up a long corridor leading to the living room.

The newly hired servant was cleaning the leather sofa in the living room. Seeing Meng Mingyi, whom he had never met before, coming in, he did not show any timidity, and showed him the way respectfully, "Fourth Young Master, Mr. Meng is waiting for you in the study."

There were two people sitting in the study, and Qiu Jianping, who lived on the right, put down the teacup in his hand according to the old-fashioned rules, got up and greeted him.

Right opposite hung an oil painting by an unknown artist, the use of colors was very bold, even though Meng Mingyi couldn't see any ingenuity, he could still praise it inappropriately.

The heating supply in the room was sufficient, Meng Qiuhua only added a cashmere vest over his shirt, and unhurriedly glanced up and down at Meng Mingyi, "You just came back from outside?"

He asked this question very trickily, and the meaning outside could be explained in more than one word. Meng Mingyi never dared to make trouble in front of his father, so he answered honestly: "Yes."

They are superiors and subordinates, and they have been friends for many years.Knowing that the father and son had something to say, Qiu Jianping took this opportunity to retreat. Meng Qiuhua didn't keep him, but waved his hand.

The furnishing of the study is extremely cold, only the murals on the walls are bright.Meng Mingyi seldom talked to his father here, every time he remembered it vividly.

Meng Qiuhua pointed to the teapot on the table, motioning for him to pour himself a cup.Meng Mingyi quickly grasped the handle of the pot, and out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the half cup of old tea remaining in his father's cup, and refilled Meng Qiuhua's cup on his own initiative.

Talking to Meng Qiuhua is a very challenging thing, at least for Meng Mingyi.Meng Qiuhua has five children in total. He has two older brothers, one older sister, and one younger sister.Except for the eldest brother and third sister who are siblings of the same mother, the other children are only half related by blood.Meng Mingyi is not his first child, nor is he as young and beautiful as his younger sister who has just turned nineteen and can act like a baby, so he is in a situation that is neither awkward nor embarrassing.

Because of this, he has to pay more than other brothers and sisters.