"Ah Zhan..."
Listening to the voice of fine mosquito exhortation from the receiver, Zuo Zhan's whole heart was pulled together, and his breathing was stifled instantaneously.
After a few seconds of delay, he pressed the confused thoughts in his head and said to the phone, "what do you mean, just say it."
"She called you in her dream." Liao Jiangcheng's low and cold voice has no temperature. It's as cold as the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month. It's piercing and cone-shaped. "When I'm compassionate, take her away."
A few simple words were squeezed out of Liao Jiangcheng's teeth.
Through the hidden crack of the door, he looked deeply into the eye room. In fact, he could not see anything clearly. In the dark, he could only glance at the outline, but some messy feelings stirred him up like bone etching poison.
"I didn't make it clear, or is there something wrong with your brain?"
"Zuo Zhan, I know exactly what you're thinking, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you again. Just this time and for the last time -"
Liao Jiangcheng's cold voice was mixed with the determination of some force to yield, "now you don't take her away, so, later, you, don't, later, regret!"
When the words fell, Zuo Zhan had finished the line neatly.
Liao Jiangcheng almost fell off the phone angrily.
"Fuck..."
The original intention of his phone call was not like this. Taking the opportunity of making a wish and being terminally ill, he forced Zuo Zhan to compromise and make concessions. He didn't move a soldier or even spend no effort to easily contain Zuo Zhan, so as to have both interests and make sure he won't lose.
But why change your original intention?
Liao Jiangcheng couldn't tell. He couldn't help but feel uneasy when he saw that she was unconscious during her illness and was still thinking about the man. Listening to her whispering Zuo Zhan's name, he couldn't control his mind!
Liao Jiangcheng picked up his coat and hurried out.
The private doctor met him. He walked out of the apartment with a cold face and didn't say a word.
A cold wind blew downstairs and lit a cigarette with a fire.
The cigarette burned more than half, and the messy thoughts haven't pressed down half a minute.
How does he feel about making a wish.
With a wish in hand, Liao Xu marries with a strong man, which is beneficial to the company and the family. However, Liao Dongxing is dead, Liao Haichuan is still in prison, and Su Yimo is out of the Liao family. Liao Meimei doesn't care about inheritance. Yi Yi Yi is young and young... To put it bluntly, the whole Liao family is already in his hands, whether it's bigger and stronger in business, Or consolidate his position. No one can hinder him.
Moreover, no matter how much money he has, his life will be so long. He is really tired of flattering, calculating and intriguing every day
Yes, yes, that's the problem.
The last time he pretended to be dead, he felt lonely on a remote island abroad for the first time. No matter how powerful and how much money he had, he didn't have anyone to trust and accompany. No matter how good things and beautiful scenery were shared, how sad it was. What haunted his mind at that time was making wishes.
That's when everything started.
Her appearance is completely in line with his taste. Her appearance is in line with his aesthetics, and her character is just what he appreciates
"Shit." Liao Jiangcheng recognized his heart for the first time. A sense of absurdity and powerlessness was overwhelming. His chest was full of acid and swelling, like tearing open the gall bladder and filled with bitterness.
"Forget it, I can't manage so much."
He threw away the burnt cigarette butts, turned and went upstairs again.
And the other side of the city.
In the luxury residence on the top floor of the skyscraper, by the raised French window, Zuo Zhan's finger holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and the lighter rattled for several times without catching fire.
With a click, Yan Shiqi lit a lighter and lit a cigarette for Zuo Zhan.
"Brother..."
Zuo Zhan took a smoke and turned to look at the bustling buildings in the night, "how's Liao Meimei?"
"The physical recovery is OK. I just transferred to the general ward. For the time being, the body organs are not suitable for donation. Our people have been paying close attention to it. I heard..."
"What did you hear?"
"I heard she didn't know where she got a bottle of paraquat and took it with her. She said that as long as someone dared to ask her to donate bone marrow again, she would take the poison." Yan Shiqi sighed and rubbed his face wearily. "Su Yimo also made moves, but they were blocked by the Secretary of Liao Jiangcheng. What's his last name? Oh, those surnamed song."
Zuo Zhan frowned. Su Yimo is not well now, and he is completely separated from the Liao family. Although he has some skills, he is not the opponent of Liao Jiangcheng.
Moreover, Zuo Zhan didn't place his hope on this man.
"Don't worry about him. Pay more attention to Liao Meimei, but don't scare the snake." The left occupies the road.
Yan Shiqi nodded, "well, I understand."
Zuo Zhan waved and motioned to him to have a rest first.
Yan Shiqi hesitated. "Brother, I think Liao er... He won't give you another chance."
Liao Meimei has been in Liao's family since returning home. Liao Jiangcheng has countless opportunities to coax her to donate bone marrow. There is no need to delay until now. When Liao Meimei knows about her father's death, she suddenly commits suicide.
"There's no need for us to wait like this. We just pick up our sister-in-law. When Liao Meimei is better, we grab someone to take bone marrow and operate on her again. How simple it is." Yan Shiqi said again.
Zuo Zhan turned sideways and squinted at him. For a long time, his thin lips said, "when did you teach me how to do things?"
"... no, that's what I said."
"It's getting late. Go and have a rest."
"Brother, don't you think about it? My idea is actually very good."
"Get out."
Yan Shiqi scratched his head. He couldn't feel what his brother was thinking, so he bowed his head and went out.
Zuo Zhan leaned against the window and smoked two more cigarettes. Yan Shiqi's method seemed to be OK, but there were too many uncertain factors. For example, the contradiction between him and making a wish, and whether Liao Meimei would commit suicide again... Any slightest negligence could lead to a big mistake.
He has lost her too many times and hurt her too much directly and indirectly
Zuo Zhan's cold face has no expression. He looks very calm and calm, but only he knows how scared he is.
When he was a child, he was punished by his father, hung up by his father, lost control when racing... Even now, he has never been afraid of any crisis in the company.
He always has a strategy to deal with any difficulty as long as he carries it.
And only life and death, no matter how hard he tries, how pious, even if he takes his life and gives up everything, he can't return to heaven.
Yan Shiqi went back to his room to take a shower, changed his home clothes, rubbed his hair with a towel and came out to find a snack.
There was a movement from the porch door.
A moment later, I saw Yan Shiwei tiptoe in.
Sister and brother love each other, with their eyes opposite each other across the huge living room.
For a time, the air was still and the needle could be heard falling.
Yan Shiqi caught the ring on her ring finger with a sharp eye, and her eyes darkened.
"Hungry? Just in time. I'll have some for two." Yan Shiwei said, put down her bag and wanted to go back to her room. After taking a few steps, she stopped again. "Have you had a rest?"
"No, I'm waiting for you." Yan Shiqi opened the refrigerator, turned over the food prepared by the nanny and prepared to heat it in the microwave.
Yan Shiwei was stunned and walked over a few steps. "What are you waiting for me? Brother is in a bad mood?"
"I'm waiting to scold you. When someone throws a bone out, you run back and lick it. Dogs are a hundred times better than you." Yan Shiqi skimmed his mouth, took two dishes, then sandwiched a dish around his neck and went into the kitchen.
Yan Shiwei, "..."
"Didn't I tell you all before? I'm just going to try again with him..." she whispered.
Yan Shiqi said, "what do you say about the ring? Try again. I didn't say to get married!"
"This......" Yan Shiwei rubbed the ring on her finger awkwardly. "Don't talk about it day by day. What's going on when I wait for you?"
"I lied to you."
"Ah?"
"I'm busy every day. I don't have time to bother you." Yan Shiqi waited for the dishes to be cooked in the microwave oven. He turned and took a tin of beer from the refrigerator. He opened it and poured a few mouthfuls. "Seriously, the man surnamed Bai is going to be my brother-in-law?"
"Well, almost." Yan Shiwei blinked. "How to call him? It's a little polite."
Yan Shiqi stared at Bai, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Bai Jinchuan, simple and direct - "red envelope, give money!"
Bai Jinchuan didn't ask after receiving the information, but directly transferred 10000.
Yan Shiqi's mobile phone screen reversed, "look, like you, I'm really picky."
Sting——
The phone rang again.
100000 transfer.
Then Bai Jinchuan added, "just lost a zero, brother-in-law."
Yan Shiqi, "..."