Chapter 113

"Jiwei?"

Jian Haixi came out of the kitchen, looked at Ning Jiwei standing with Jane Chenran, smiled and asked, "what are you two talking about?"

"Nothing," Ning Jiwei said first. "Haixi, are you ready? I'll take you back."

"Send us?" Jian Haixi looked at him suspiciously. "Don't you go back? Do you have anything else?"

"Well." Ning Jiwei nodded, looked at Jane Chenran and said, "I have something to deal with. It won't take long."

Jian Haixi didn't doubt him and said with a smile, "then go ahead and let my brother or Chen Yi send us later."

Jane Chenran knew what he was going to do, and nodded and said, "go first. I'll send Haixi and Ruirui back later."

"Well, please." Ning Jiwei didn't delay. After explaining, he immediately took the car key and left Jane Chenran's house.

About Qin Tian, he must ask Qin Zhixu himself.

RU。

Seeing Ning Jiwei at the front desk, he didn't dare to stop him, but hurriedly informed Yang Yaru and Qin Zhixu.

Ning Jiwei went all the way to Qin Zhixu's office.

In the office, Qin Zhixu looked at Ning Jiwei with an eyebrow and sneered, "what a rare guest. It's hard for you to come to see me on the first day you return home."

"Less nonsense." Ning Jiwei said coldly.

Qin Zhixu picked up a cold arc at the corner of his mouth and handed the death certificate to Ning Jiwei. "You don't believe it, so do you come to see the evidence?"

Ning Jiwei ignored him and just picked up the death certificate and looked at it carefully.

Qin Zhi Xu Leng snorted, "are you satisfied with this result now?"

"Satisfied?" Ning Jiwei narrowed his eyes, scanned the word Qin Tian on his eyes, sneered and tore the death certificate to pieces.

"Ning Jiwei, what are you doing?" Qin Zhixu angrily said when he tore up the death certificate.

Ning Jiwei said coldly, "didn't you ask me if I was satisfied? I tell you now, I'm not satisfied, not at all."

"You..." Qin Zhixu gritted his teeth and stared at Ning Jiwei with hatred. "What else do you want? I know it's Qin Tian's fault, but she's dead now. What else do you want?"

"Does her death mean that this matter is over?" Ning Jiwei seemed to have a storm in his eyes. He raised his hand and threw the torn death certificate on Qin Zhixu's table and said, "even if she died a hundred times, she can't replace my son."

"You..."

Unexpectedly, even Qin Tian's death certificate can't let Ning Jiwei put it down. Qin knows Xu Qi's teeth. But looking at Ning Jiwei, he thought about it, but smiled again.

Looking at the sarcastic smile on Qin Zhixu's face, Ning Jiwei frowned, "what are you laughing at?"

"ZHUGE Liang was competent after I laughed at you." Qin Zhixu looked at Ning Jiwei sarcastically.

"What are you talking about?"

"Isn't it?" Qin knew that Xu Si stared back at Ning Jiwei without fear. "Before this happened, you should have seen Jian Yi more than once? They all said that father and son were connected, but you didn't even notice your own son standing in front of you. Now that there are no people, you have become a good father. Isn't it wise after the event?"

"Shut up!" Ning Jiwei's eyes were dark. The whole person was like a stabbed beast. He suddenly came forward and grabbed Qin Zhixu's neck. "Don't think I dare not do it to you."

"Ha!" Qin Zhixu was strangled by his neck, but the smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger. "Why, it's urgent? I'm right. I'm guilty, right?"

"Qin Zhixu, you want to die!" Ning Jiwei kept tightening his strength.

Qin Zhixu sneered, "even if you strangle me, I still say this. If you had been a good father earlier, this tragedy would never have happened. Qin Tian is very wrong, but Ning Jiwei, you are not innocent."

"Enough! Shut up!" Ning Jiwei roared.

"I don't know." Qin Zhixu stared at Ning Jiwei with red eyes. "Unless you strangle me now, my mouth will never be closed."

Ning Jiwei stared at Qin Zhixu, his strength was increasing, and his eyes seemed to be brewing a tsunami.

"Why, I can't stand it?" Qin Zhixu laughed wildly, but it seemed to stimulate Ning Jiwei. The more happy he was, "Ning Jiwei, in fact, you also know that you have responsibility in this matter, right? It's just that Qin Tian is here, so you can put all your sins on her. Now he's dead and your scapegoat is gone, so you're in a hurry, right?"

"If you want to die, I can help you." Ning Jiwei's eyes shot a cold light, his strength suddenly increased, and Qin Zhixu changed his face.

"Ning Jiwei, no!"

Yang Yaru had been worried when she knew Ning Jiwei was coming. Seeing that he hadn't come out after entering the office for so long, she felt that something was wrong. She looked quietly at the door. Unexpectedly, she saw such a situation, so she rushed in.

"What are you doing in here?" when Yang Yaru came in, Qin Zhixu frowned and said to her coldly, "there's nothing for you here. Go out."

Yang Yaru didn't look at him, but looked at Ning Jiwei and said, "Ning Jiwei, Qin Zhixu has nothing to do with this matter."

"Irrelevant?" Ning Jiwei sneered. "In his words, there are no irrelevant people or innocent people in this matter."

Qin Zhixu Leng hummed, "I admit I have a responsibility, but Ning Jiwei, if it's more responsible than either of us, I can't compare with you."

"It seems that you really want to die." Ning Jiwei said coldly, holding Qin Zhixu impolitely and pressing him against the wall.

"Stop, don't!" Yang Yaru looked at the scene and panicked instantly. She looked at Ning Jiwei with red eyes and said, "Ning Jiwei, it was Qin Tian, not Qin Zhixu, who killed your son. No matter what he said, he has been helping for six months. It's unfair for him to do so."

"Fair?" Ning Jiwei sneered. "Don't you think it's funny to talk about fairness with me now?"

"You..." Yang Yaru choked and bited her lips. "If you really did anything to him, I don't think Haixi would agree."

Hearing Jian Haixi's name, Ning Jiwei paused his hand, pursed his lips and stared at Qin Zhixu, shook off his hand with a cold hum and turned away.

Qin knew that Xu Ning retreated two steps after being dumped by Ji Wei. He just fell down and sat in a chair and coughed twice.

Yang Yaru looked at such Qin Zhixu, angry and helpless, "are you looking for trouble or crazy? What's the good for you to deliberately annoy Ning Jiwei?"

Qin knew Xu sneered, touched Ning Jiwei's neck and said, "I just can't see him like that. Besides, I'm not wrong."

"You are really..." Yang Yaru was about to say something. She looked down and accidentally saw the torn death certificate on the table, on which the word Qin Tian could be vaguely seen.

Looking at the torn death certificate, Yang Yaru was stunned, "Qin Tian is dead?"

Qin Zhixu rolled his hair impatiently, "otherwise, why do you think Ning Jiwei came to me?"

Yang Yaru frowned and stared at Qin Zhixu for a long time.

Qin Zhixu was impatient with her, "what are you always looking at me for?"

"Is this true?" Yang Yaru asked coldly, "are you sure that the person on this death certificate is really Qin Tian?"

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At night, after returning from the dinner at Jane Chenran's house, Jian Haixi probably cleaned up the room first, then took care of Jane Rui to wash, and then lay in bed with Jane Rui.

"Mommy, I want to hear a different story today." Jian Ruiwo said Jiao in Jian Haixi's arms.

Jian Haixi chuckled, "no problem, my little princess, but I have to wait until Mommy sends these photos."

Jian Haixi moved the computer and shared their travel photos with a group. Then he put the computer next to it and opened the story book to tell Jian Rui a story.

After a while, a continuous reminder came from the chat box on the computer.

Jian Rui got up excitedly. "It must have been sent by his brother's powerful friends."

Jian Haixi also smiled, held the computer and opened the chat box.

After seeing the photos sent by Jian Haixi, all the people in the group began to show their magic power. In a short time, they succeeded in putting Jian Yi on P in the photos, and P's perfection did not violate it.

"Landlady, are you satisfied?"

Looking at the message sent by the people in the group, Jian Haixi smiled and returned an OK gesture.

Since Jane Yi's accident, the website he created before has been in a state of being unmanaged. Later, Ning Jiwei opened his computer and found the existence of this mysterious website.

With the idea that his son's efforts should not be wasted, Ning Ji Weiguo took over the management of the website and made it a physical company within six months. Now it has also been successfully listed.

The chat box Jian Haixi logged in to just now is the internal management group of Jian Yi's website. Almost all the people inside know Ning Jiwei and Jian Haixi. They usually call Ning Jiwei boss and Jian Haixi boss's wife.

"Mommy, they're very nice." Jian Rui's excited wise man pointed to the picture and said, "you see, it's like my brother is really with us."

Jian Haixi also nodded and looked at the familiar little face in the photo, turning slowly one by one.

When Ning Jiwei came back, he saw his mother and daughter sitting on the bed with a computer in their arms. He couldn't help but walk over curiously and asked, "what are you looking at?"

"Daddy, come on, come on!" Jianrui waved excitedly to Ning Jiwei. "Mommy and I are picking photos. Come and have a look."

Ning Jiwei picked it or not, went to the bedside and saw that it was the people in the group who had also p Jian Yi. He couldn't help but hook up the corner of his lips and nodded: "P's good."

"Daddy, which one do you think is the best?" asked Jianrui.

Ning Jiwei said with a smile, "then I have to have a good look." he also sat on the bed, held Jian Haixi and Jian Rui in his arms, and selected the photos with them.

"This one." Jian Haixi pointed to a group photo on the snow mountain. It turned out that there were only three of them. Now there is another Jian Yi. It looks like a family together.

"Good." Ning Jiwei nodded.

In fact, as long as Jian Haixi chose it, he would feel good.

Jian Haixi reached out and touched the picture on the screen. His eyes were slightly wet. He looked up and said to Ning Jiwei, "it's nice that we have a family photo."

Ning Jiwei looked at the smile on her face, kissed her in the corner of her eye, nodded and didn't speak.

Originally, their family could be together in a round and round way. Originally, the whole family should be together on the family photo. There is no need for p-chart.

But now

Jian Haixi buried his head in Ning Jiwei's neck and whispered, "Jiwei, do you think our family photo looks good?"

Ning Jiwei had a astringent sore throat and said in a dumb voice, "well, it's good-looking."

"Ding ~" a message came from the group. Jian Rui pointed to the computer screen and said, "Daddy, Mommy, they sent it again."

Jian Haixi opened it and saw the photos of several staff in the office. The accompanying text was: "landlady, who do you think is the best?"

Jian Haixi smiled, turned to Ning Jiwei and said, "they definitely bet."

Ning Jiwei picked his eyebrow and said, "just ask and see."

Then he clicked the video call and sent it.

The other end soon answered, but several people were excited and frightened, "landlady, this big night..."

"Shut up, don't you see the boss? Can you talk?"

"Boss, don't bother with this man, he will only talk to computers and don't understand people."

Ning Jiwei smiled and waved, "it's all right. I don't care about him. I'll deduct his bonus for one month."

The person who said the wrong words across the street immediately burst into a wail, while the others laughed with glee.

Jian Haixi laughed and shook his head. "Why are you still in the office?"

A white boy across the street said, "we want to finish our work quickly."

Jian Haixi picked his eyebrows, turned to Ning Jiwei and said, "the company has forced overtime? You're wrong."

Ning Jiwei looked at Jian Haixi innocently. "You really wronged me. The good welfare of our company is famous. Besides, I'm not in a hurry to work overtime. How can I let my employees work overtime?"

"Really?" Jian Haixi looked at him suspiciously.

Ning Jiwei was helpless. "If you ask them, they won't know."

"Landlady, the company really didn't let you work overtime."

Several people across the street scrambled to explain for Ning Jiwei, "the boss drives us home early every time he sees us here, but we are all single Wang. It's okay to go home. We just stay in the company."

Jian Haixi was speechless. In the face of these workaholics, she had no choice but to shake her head.

"Boss, madam boss, you haven't chosen which photo is the best."

Jian Haixi smiled and said, "just the snow mountain. Who of you won the bet?"

The white boy blushed shyly, raised his hand and said, "thank you, boss, for letting me win tonight's snack."

Ning Jiwei said with a smile, "OK, if you win the snack, hurry off work and have dinner."

"Well, good night, madam boss ~"

"I wish the boss and his wife hi PI ~"

"Stop talking and sew your mouth."

Finally, the video hung up in a uproar. Jian Haixi smiled and said, "the people Yiyi knows are really living treasures."

Ning Jiwei nodded and said, "people are really wonderful, but they are really powerful in ability."

Jian Rui smiled and squeezed into the middle of the two, "that's, the people my brother knows are not powerful ~"

Ning Jiwei looked at Jian Rui, nodded her little nose and said, "girl, how did you squeeze here?"

Jian Rui wrinkled her nose and said, "Rui Rui not only wants to be held by her father, but also by her mother."

"OK, OK, let's hold you together." Jane Haixi hugged her daughter, opened the story book and asked, "tell me, which do you want to hear today?"

Ning Jiwei put the computer in the past and contentedly held his mother and daughter in bed.

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At the same time, on the far side of the earth, is the vast white Iceland.

Under the cover of ice and snow, it seems that the world is silent, silent and pure.

On a path piled up with ice and snow, there was the squeak of gears and the sound of human footsteps.

A middle-aged man walked forward in a wheelchair. He didn't walk fast because of the influence of ice and snow.

There is a house not far ahead, which is his destination.

The figure on the wheelchair is covered under the towel and hat, and you can't see the age and size. I can only vaguely see that it is a small figure, small and thin, which is not like being able to survive in such ice and snow.

The middle-aged man pushed his wheelchair to a room and stopped at the door.

He first opened the door, then squatted down in front of the wheelchair and gently lifted the covered hat and towel for the small figure above.

In an instant, a small face full of scars appeared in front of me.

The ferocious scars on that face are in sharp contrast to the young skin. It seems that the best jade has been poured with countless cracks from the middle. It's a pity.

The middle-aged man looked at the small face and whispered, "do you want to go in?"

The child in the wheelchair didn't respond. He just stared down at the mobile phone screen in his hand. There were a lot of good photos by P in the chat group on the screen.

He looked at the family photos, his small hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help shaking, and big tears rolled onto the screen.

"Why are you crying?"

Seeing the child crying, the middle-aged man quickly picked up a handkerchief to wipe the tears on his face. He wiped them very carefully for fear of touching other wounds on his face, but the child's tears still couldn't stop flowing.

The middle-aged man sighed painfully: "Yi Yi, you can't cry. The burn on your face is undergoing rehabilitation treatment. You can't cry. It will infect you."

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Jian Yi slowly stopped his tears. He looked up at the middle-aged man in front of him, but his eyes looked different.

One eye was still clean and clear, while the other looked dull and dull.

This is the price of his survival from the explosion. He was blind in one eye and burned 90% of his whole body.

It has been rumored that he is dead, and even most people have confirmed that he is dead.

But what's the difference between him and dying once?

Now this Jian Yi is just pieced together to survive. He has been fragmented both physically and internally.

"Yi Yi?" seeing that Jian Yi didn't speak, the middle-aged man looked at him in doubt.

"Is the treatment... Meaningful?" Jian Yi looked at the middle-aged man with unprecedented despair in his voice. "Can I go back?"

In this way, can he go back to the past and return to his family?