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Wen Zhizhi was deeply entangled, and naturally he did not respond to Meng Qingyang's words. But Meng Qingyang is extremely patient. In his warm eyes, there is a deep lake.

Wenzhizhi can tangle with the rising star, but can not ignore Meng Qingyang's deep feelings.

"Qingyang, I understand. But I Ah Let's work together. "

"What? Still busy at the company? "

Meng's father's telephone is always around the meal. Now the night is almost deep, Meng Qingyang is not used to Meng's father calling himself at this point.

"Hello, Dad, why did you call me all of a sudden?"

Seeing that his father called, Meng Qingyang quickly made a phone call to wenzhizhi and the doctor. He left the office and came to the end of the corridor with few people.

At this time, Meng Qingyang and Wen Zhizhi are asking the doctors on duty at night to see if they can add a nursing bed for Wen Ziyu. Because of the shift care of wenzhizhi and Xiaomei, they have been resting on the benches outside the ward, but there are still many inconveniences.

Simply called Meng Qingyang's phone.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong he was, the more strange he felt.

Yes. No, it's not even 200000.

But it doesn't look like that. More than 200000 yuan was transferred to another account. His children know more about Meng Qingyang's career?

But for so many years, Meng Qingyang has never used this card, so his father is puzzled when he sees this message.

After all, it's still in the early stage of Meng Qingyang's business. Once the child is short of money, he can still sneak some money in, isn't he? Poor parents.

Meng dad saw the transaction flow information from the bank. It turns out that the card he gave Meng Qingyang was in the early stage of Meng Qingyang's entrepreneurship, so Meng's father still bound this card with his mobile phone number. Meng Qingyang, so you can get a message.

"Why? How did you move this card all of a sudden

Just sent a short message, I don't know what is sacred.

Father Meng also took his mobile phone out of his coat pocket.

The atmosphere in the room looks very harmonious on the surface.

Everyone is doing their own things, right when leisure. Office

the meeting is over, so we naturally relax. Even some people, really can't help, hurriedly covered their stomachs and ran to the bathroom.

Meng's father quickly ordered the assistant who was in charge of meeting minutes to order the large box of Zhiwei building.

Big guys have a voice, hard work day, high consumption of brainstorming, so that this group of middle-aged people are a little unbearable. There is a delicious "working meal", and naturally no one will refuse.

"That is to say, Mr. Meng is going to treat us. Let's all go to the autumn festival."

"Hahaha, Lao Meng, I won't save you money for your meal if you have a rare opportunity today."

"Hey, Mr. Meng is so polite!"

Mr. Meng's father has been working hard for a whole day to see the senior management of these companies. He said, "today, it's hard for you. You haven't had dinner yet, have you? If we don't hurry home later, we'll go to Zhiwei building and have a good meal. It's my treat

A group of people were in the office talking about it until the lights were on.

He didn't care. Anyway, if there is something important, the other party should call. This kind of information is likely to be from the communication company.

It's the sound of information.

A group of senior executives of the company got together to discuss things. Meng dad's cell phone suddenly rings.

In dad Meng's office.

At the top of the Meng group.

…

Wenzhizhi thought in her heart, but she didn't dare to express it, hurting Meng Qingyang's pure heart.

"Qingyang, if only you could be my brother."

"Well. Thank you, Qingyang Wenzhizhi's eyes are a little wet, Meng Qingyang has always attached great importance to her and Ziyu. As a former pursuer of wenzhizhi, no one can stick to her side all the time.

"Zhizhi, we must treat Ziyu's illness well." Meng Qingyang's firm eyes also contain pity for wenzhizhi's mother and daughter.

After all, it is Meng Qingyang who has been looking at the grown-up children. Seeing this situation, Meng Qingyang is still extremely uncomfortable.

A pale face, thin body.

Wen Ziyu's small face, set off by the white sheets, is still not ruddy.

"Well." Meng Qingyang's affectionate eyes lingered on Wen Zhizhi for a period of time, then reluctantly moved away and looked at Wen Ziyu's hospital bed through the glass window.

Wenzhizhi didn't want to have a "love affair" with Meng Qingyang, and quickly opened up the topic.

Later, wenzhizhi said again, "Qingyang, come and see Ziyu. She had just finished the rescue operation this afternoon. I always feel that she has lost a lot of weight in the hospital

Meng Qingyang wanted to raise the hand still stay in the air, his hands in the heart of that pair of slender hands have fled. The atmosphere, in the eyes of wenzhizhi, was even more embarrassing. So she quickly explained."It's OK. You don't have to worry." But at the first moment after he let go of his hand, wenzhizhi pulled it back.

In front of you, look carefully for any injuries.

"Zhizhi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." As Meng Qingyang said, he lowered his head and tried to lift wenzhizhi's hand to

this time, Meng Qingyang quickly released his grip on wenzhizhi's hand, just as wenzhizhi wanted.

Wenzhizhi is not used to being held by Meng Qingyang, but Meng Qingyang's strength makes her uncomfortable. So the more eager she was to break free.

"Hiss, Qingyang, you hurt me."

"Zhizhi, I believe you." Unlike wenzhizhi's gloomy entanglement, Meng Qingyang is confident. He gripped Winchester's hand more tightly with excitement.

Wenzhizhi felt that she had no way to respond to Meng Qingyang, but in order to feel the heavy guilt and debt in her heart, she pretended to try to chase Meng Qingyang's pace. This kind of self is really cruel.

"Wenzhizhi, you are cruel." She has a taboo.

However, wenzhizhi deeply understood that she could never respond to Meng Qingyang's affection, but she could never bear to deny or attack.

In other people's eyes, the two beautiful men and women outside the intensive care unit are so well matched.

Wenzhizhi and Meng Qingyang stand face to face. Xiaomei consciously left the place first. After realizing that Meng Qingyang and wenzhizhi had something private to say, she quickly went back to the public rest room.

There is no way, feelings are reluctant to come.

Wenzhizhi really can't bear to attack the man who is as intimate as his brother. Yes, after such a long time of getting along with each other, she still has the affection and care of her relatives for Meng Qingyang. Far from sweetness and heart between lovers.

Meng father heard Meng Qingyang there is very quiet, only occasionally a few car calls, immediately concerned about his son's overtime situation.

"No Meng Qingyang is not good to tell his father, who is flammable and explosive, that he is accompanying wenzhizhi in the hospital. Namun PA's volcano must be

erupting, or his view of wenzhizhi must be even worse.