"It has nothing to do with feelings. I don't want to talk about it now."

I don't know how to explain my wish. I really can't say clearly, "brother, I just know one thing recently..."

She told all about Liao Jiangcheng's donation of bone marrow to save her.

Ji Fang looked at the admission records in her mobile phone, holding her chin in disbelief and pondering repeatedly for a long time, "so... What's the matter between him and Liao Meimei?"

"Huh?"

"Some brothers and sisters don't necessarily match the bone marrow. He is the same as Liao Meimei's half mother? He also matches you..."

Ji Fang suddenly had a bold guess and hunch.

When Godfather and godmother were alive, they were with Liao Dongxing... No, no, no, this is pure nonsense. It should be impossible.

But if it's a coincidence, it also makes sense, because people like Liao Jiangcheng will test their bone marrow selflessly, but they always feel a little awkward.

Is it really an accident in an accident?!

Combined with Liao Jiangcheng's attitude towards him just now, does he really want to be his brother-in-law?

"He and Liao Meimei are brothers and sisters, but I haven't asked about the details." Make a wish.

"All right, let's do it first." Ji Fang vaguely felt something was wrong and couldn't say what was wrong for the moment. Let's put it aside for the moment. He said again, "now? In order to repay the grace of saving lives, you have to talk to him..."

"No." Make a wish and respond quickly.

How many snacks do you put in the season, "well, don't be blinded by lard. No matter who you choose finally, I hope you are for love and follow your heart, not for gratitude. It's a different age. Besides, our family doesn't need money. It's no big deal that he gives you as much as he wants. Don't catch up with yourself."

Ji Fang is afraid to think about these things that have happened in recent years. He can't make a wish again. He has suffered a little. Marriage is a lifelong event for everyone. If he makes a mistake once, he will be clumsy once, and he can't have a second time.

Make a wish and nod, "I understand, brother."

"Come on, let him stay two days apart." At least he made a wish and agreed. He couldn't get through his face again. Ji Fang took a deep breath, "but this boy is difficult to deal with. I can stay here and stare at him."

Wishing a bitter smile, did not refuse any.

If Ji Fang stays, it can really contain Liao Jiangcheng. It's also a good way.

"When he gets better, I'll have time to talk to him." Ji Fang said that if you can solve things with money, you should not mention feelings. You should shave your head and pick up hot feelings. Isn't that bullshit.

"By the way, how did he get hurt? Who did he fight with?" Ji Fang asks more questions.

Make a wish and say, "Zuo Zhan."

Ji Fang was silent for two seconds and nodded casually, "good fight!"

Make a wish, "..."

"Neither of them is a thing. Kill one and lose the other."

Make a wish, "..."

"You didn't have eyes at the beginning, just like the one surnamed Zuo. What else is there except that face? You have a bad temper... You can start with anyone. The Zuo family has produced such goods for generations. Fortunately, you left, otherwise you will follow your father and worry about having a child!" Ji Fang read a few words.

Wishing a silent silence.

In fact, Zuo Zhan is not as bad as Ji Fang said.

In addition to his high appearance and outstanding appearance, he has a keen mind, perseverance in case of trouble, excellent vision, unique means, a big husband who can bend and stretch, and as for his temper

Forget it, he's really like an explosive barrel in recent years. Anyone can point it.

Wishing is mostly because of yourself.

But this idea, some self affectionate suspicion, she can not think, also dare not think.

Finally, I put him down in my heart. Let's put him down completely.

Liao Jiangcheng really didn't expect to live here. Ji Fang also stayed. This time, he wanted to find a chance to make a wish and give Cheng Yaojin more.

In the next few days, Liao Jiangcheng recuperated quietly without asking about the world.

He followed the rules to an unprecedented level for the rest of his life.

Even when the guard handle came to deliver things, they were stunned to see the two young people quietly reading a book and sitting there, just like a beautiful male painting carved with heroism.

"Er Er, er Shao, you..."

Don't blame Wei handle for being so surprised. Liao Jiangcheng has always been a superior person full of killing Qi. Even after donating bone marrow surgery, he got up and was busy working. When was he so idle? Is this still the second Shao in Wei handle's memory.

"Infected by Yiyi? What's wrong with stuttering?" Liao Jiangcheng glanced at him.

The guard handle covered his heart. Fortunately, it was his second Shao.

"Isn't the company temporarily handed over to President Gu? What's the matter?" Liao Jiangcheng asked as he flipped through the documents.

Wei handle said, "President Gu can handle it. However, from the recent events of the company, I feel that someone is operating behind the scenes and deliberately targeting US. President Gu asked me to report to you."

Liao Jiangcheng also saw from the documents that various competitions are common in the business field, but he can do so. He made it clear that he deliberately made difficulties. He frowned, "have you checked?"

"Yes, there is a great chance. It seems to be President Xi."

"Who?"

"Xi group's regional head in Greater China and executive CEO..."

"I didn't ask you to report yourself for others!"

"Oh, it's President Xi Yanxi."

Liao Jiangcheng narrowed his eyes, "are you sure?"

"80% confidence, the investigation data is here..." the guard handle sent the remaining two data to him.

The content of the investigation is very detailed. Through the sorting and summary of several recent events in Liao, it is true that the beneficiaries of each time are Xi's group.

Liao Jiangcheng holds his cheek with one hand and habitually takes cigarettes with the other.

The guard handle lit the lighter and sent it to help him light the cigarette.

Liao Jiangcheng took a cigarette and continued to look at the information. "The old boy surnamed Xi is very Yin. He cheated people behind his back. He really underestimated him before."

"It's not belittling. You didn't care about him at all." Wei handle corrected, "but I have reminded you many times that if you are sincere to Xu Dong, Xi Yan is your biggest rival in love. Such a high sounding person, whether a real gentleman or a hypocrite, has to guard against it."

"Well, that makes sense." Liao Jiangcheng admitted his mistakes and learned from them. The loss this time should be regarded as buying experience. He looked at Wei handle and whispered to him.

The guard handle remembers one by one, "yes, I'll arrange it now."

"Wait, Yiyi has been to Qinwang island for some time. If you have nothing to do, pick up the child." Liao Jiangcheng feels that he likes children very much when making a wish. Maybe there is Yiyi, and some things can be changed.

"OK, I'll go when I have time."

After a few days, she was worried about making a wish. Seeing that Liao Jiangcheng was getting better, she went to her grandparents and had a meal with the old people. Midway, her grandmother mentioned Jian Yan. For a moment, making a wish was even worse.

She perfunctorized the topic in three or two sentences, which didn't worry her grandparents.

Later, she called Jane Yan again and turned it off as usual.

The phone doesn't work. Wechat can't get in touch.

Jane Yan never went to the company.

Wishing to sit and stand, he thought again and again. On the way home, the car turned and went directly to the house of Jian Yan and Cheng Huan.

Standing at the door and ringing the bell, I heard footsteps coming from inside.

Wishing feels like she's in the right place. Jane Yan probably lives here.

But the man who opened the door was Cheng Huan.

He was not surprised when he looked at the wish, but said, "come to ah Yan? Sorry, she's not feeling well. It's inconvenient to see guests for the time being. Make a wish. Please go back."

Cheng Huan is about to close the door.

Wishing long legs stretched out, high-heeled shoes against the porch door, and one hand also clasped the door, "why is she unwell? Cheng Huan, what have you done to her!"