Chapter 1213

In the following days, Jiang Xiaomi began to devote herself to her work. She wanted to complete the tasks assigned by the company before Jiang Hanbo's birthday.

Unfortunately, even Wei Shaoyong didn't see a hair for two days.

Jiang Xiaomi wondered whether he was in East Asia or not.

Of course, Wei Shaoyong is in East Asia, but he is not in the company or at home, but in the hospital.

The tall man looked down at the old man on the hospital bed. The corners of his mouth were tight, and his painted eyes were calm as if they were a pool of stagnant water without any ripples.

Lying on the hospital bed, Mr. Wei had his legs in plaster, his arms curled up on his chest, and his face was covered with oxygen, just like he was dying.

Wei Shaoyong clenched his fist: "how could it be like this?"

The housekeeper nearby looked uneasy and said: "... The master is riding with miss a cha on the horse farm. The master is old and strong..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Trampled by a horse."

Wei Shaoyong moved his eyes to his father's legs in plaster and frowned.

The housekeeper hurriedly added: "stepped on two feet back and forth."

It is well known that old man Wei loves riding horses. But because he was old, the doctor didn't mind him riding again.

Mr. Wei is a cautious man. He will never make fun of his life on a whim.

"Shaoyong ~ ~" the old man on the hospital bed took off the oxygen mask with his uninjured left hand and weakly called his son.

Wei Shaoyong quickly bent over: "you say."

Master Wei's Adam's apple slipped twice: "it's none of other people's business, it's all me ~ ~ ~ it's all my own carelessness."

After the solid chest wrapped by the shirt fluctuated up and down twice, Wei Shaoyong said, "I know."

"... ah cha... Ah Cha, please take care of her. I'll pick her up when my legs are good. Do you think this is all right?"

Wei Shaoyong closed his eyes and his face was full of helplessness. Things had reached this point. He still remembered the granddaughter of the seventh uncle.

"Dad, you can rest at ease in the hospital and leave the rest to me."

"She's very poor. Don't bully her." Old man Wei grabbed his son's clothes and shook them.

Wei Shaoyong looked down at the withered arm: "I have discretion."

At this time, the doctor pushed the door in: "Wei Shao, the channel has been empty. You can start right away."

Wei Shaoyong took a step backward: "Dad, I have a private sanatorium in San Francisco. You can go there to recuperate."

Old man Wei nodded weakly, "HMM."

After seeing off old man Wei, Wei Shaoyong's face darkened instantly.

"Where is she?"

The bodyguard in black came forward and said, "in the old house."

Wei Shaoyong's face was silent: "take me there."

"Yes!"

……

Wei Rui came into the house with a strong feeling of Wei Rui coming from the door.

The servants in the house gave way one after another and dared not even lift their heads.

"Where are the people?"

The housekeeper pointed upstairs.

In the bedroom on the second floor, a girl wearing a black suspender sat cross legged on the ground, her whole body was plated with a light golden yellow by the sunset, and her soft long hair was loosely coiled behind her head. She held the game console, focused on fighting with her teammates, and laughed from time to time.

The granddaughter of the seventh uncle?

Wei Shaoyong hugged his arms and stared at the tea sitting on the ground indifferently. His sharp eyes narrowed into a thin line.

"Miss cha..." the housekeeper tried to remind her.

"Don't make a noise. Don't you see I'm playing a game? You're responsible for losing?" The girl scolded unhappily, without the anxiety and cowardice that orphans should have.

The housekeeper took a deep breath and looked very helpless.

The little ancestor just came a few days ago and broke his two legs and one arm. Instead of feeling guilty, she played games here as if nothing had happened.

"You go out." Wei Shaoyong said faintly.

The housekeeper twitched his eyelids: "but the master told me..."

"Get out!" Wei Shaoyong could not help but accentuate his tone.

Perhaps disturbed by the man's indisputable tone, Cha Cha turned her head angrily and just collided with Wei Shaoyong's gloomy eyes.

This is the first formal meeting between the two.

Just back in the light, Wei Shaoyong didn't see clearly. Now she turned her face and was startled by her strange makeup, including the housekeeper.

The pale face and neck seem to be in two colors. The eyebrows are big curved eyebrows in Europe and America. Eyeliner can't wait to hook up to the temples. The thick and colorful eye shadow... Is still green pearlescent. The most important thing is the lipstick of the mouth, which is pure black, like poisoned. Except that the hair is normal, the housekeeper can't understand it.

The housekeeper held his breath and didn't dare to breathe out easily. It is said that the old man fell off his horse's back because his horse suddenly lost control. Now he seriously doubts whether the horse was frightened by her, so he lost control.

Wei Shaoyong handed the housekeeper a warning look. The housekeeper understood that Wei Shaoyong didn't like to say the same thing three times.

The housekeeper retreated obediently.

Wei Shaoyong stepped towards her.

The girl was immersed in the game and couldn't extricate herself. Suddenly, a dark shadow was cast. The next second, the game console in her hand disappeared.

Bang——

Followed by the sound of the machine. Cha Cha was startled and stared angrily at the culprit: "what are you doing!"

Wei Shaoyong's three-dimensional outline sank instantly, as sharp as a blade.

"Give you half an hour to straighten yourself out and come with me."

"Who are you!" The girl turned a blind eye to Wei Shaoyong's warning.

Wei Shaoyong was a bloodthirsty melancholy. He raised his thin lips and gave a soft, inaudible sneer: "your future guardian."

Cha Cha's eyes widened in an instant: "you? How can you become you again? Where's old man Wei?"

Wei Shaoyong looked at her: "did your grandfather teach you how to respect the elderly?"

"It's none of your business to turn your eyes on tea."

"It's really none of my business, but let me remind you that this is the Wei family. No matter how long you live here, you have to abide by the rules of the Wei family."

Cha Cha stood up from the ground, imitated his appearance, hugged his arms and defied his face: "I remember, you are Wei Shaoyong, the unlucky guy who was robbed of his fiancee at the engagement banquet."

On the day when Wei Shaoyong and song Zhenzhen were engaged for the wedding banquet, tea was actually there.

"What qualifications do you have to teach Miss Ben, you wretch? Huh?"

Tea and tea revolved around Wei Shaoyong, and their eyebrows were filled with the satisfaction of God: "I know you came to ask for the blame. You think I caused your father to fall off his horse, didn't you?"

"Ha ha, it's funny. I didn't let him go up. Can it depend on me?"

"Also, I'll be 18 years old in eight months. You don't have to take care of me so much. I'll leave as soon as the time comes, and I won't stay for a second. Do you understand what I mean? O! Ji! Sang!"

In Japanese, ojishan means uncle.

Indeed, at Wei Shaoyong's age, being an uncle of tea is more than enough.

"Hehe." Wei Shaoyong's throat overflowed with a deep low smile, and then gently picked and slowly twisted out a sentence: "it seems that the seventh uncle really didn't teach you what rules are."

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