Yan Qing slept for a full twenty-six hours before waking up from the complicated dreams. Suddenly, a clear and familiar voice came from my ear.
He seemed to be talking on the phone, but because of the distance and the fact that he didn't want to disturb people, his voice was very low, and it was a little blurry and inaudible.
Yan Qing slept for too long, and her mind was still a little chaotic.
Just as he was about to listen carefully to what the voice was saying, the weakness from the surge of hypotension made his hands and feet go weak, and his heart lost his temper. It seemed to magnify several times in just a few seconds, and the ear sockets were filled with the beating sound of 'puff, puff', which made the clear and erratic sound next to the ear even more distorted.
Zhan Wuyou didn't realize that the people inside had woken up yet, he had just answered a call from Wu Xinjing.
"How about worry-free?" Wu Xinjing's voice was a little tired just after the call was connected.
Zhan Wuyou was holding Yan Qing's mobile phone, and said, "Uncle, it's me."
"Wuyou, are you awake?" Wu Xinjing was overjoyed, and then let out a long breath of relief, "It's good to wake up. I haven't told your mother about your illness for fear that she might be worried. But I couldn't contact you for a long time You, she already has some doubts, and her mood has not been stable recently."
Zhan Wuyou also missed Wu Zijun, thinking of his mother because she was emotionally unstable again, he couldn't help but feel distressed, "Is mother there? I want to say a few words to her."
Wu Xinjing said softly, "Good boy, she is in the piano room now, I will go find her."
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When Wu Xinjing was looking for someone, Zhan Wuyou was not idle, and he said in a chatty manner, "After I woke up, Yan Qing told me about cooperating with you."
Wu Xinjing's feet paused slightly.
Zhan Wuyou waited for three seconds without Wu Xinjing's reply, so he laughed shortly, "It's really not a big deal, why would uncle and Yan Qing hide it from me? It's normal for a man to be a little bit ambitious, and I don't care about the Gran family. I have some ideas, and I want to have a good talk with them." The word 'talk' is very strong, which obviously means to settle accounts after the fall.
In fact, when Zhan Wuyou said the first sentence, Wu Xinjing felt that this clever ghost was deceiving him.
But the words that followed calmed his doubts a lot. Zhan Wuyou didn't shy away from his own thoughts, and mixed the truth with the false, and said, "I don't have any ambitions for the throne. But uncle and Yan have high temperaments, so of course I won't block them if they want to conspire for big things. It's just that Just keeping it from me is a bit unreasonable."
Uncle spicy chicken, hiding from his nephew, dragging his nephew and daughter-in-law to do high-risk jobs!
Wu Xinjing laughed lowly and said vaguely, "This matter is yet to be discussed."
Zhan Wuyou rolled his eyes skyward.
No wonder his mother told him not to trust his uncle.
This man is both ambitious and cautious. Now skipping the cooperation between him and Yan Qing, they all speak so tightly.
Zhan Wuyou said, seemingly false, "The Gran family stretched their hands too far this time." When these words fell, the anger in his heart became real. The corners of the originally curved lips were slowly retracted, and the corners of the eyes were slightly pressed down, bringing out a frightening vicious air, "I have a bad temper and my mouth is sticky, so I can't afford it."
Wu Xinjing checked his nephew.
Understand what happened to him over the years.
Seemingly gentle and soft, he is also a ruthless character without the skin.
He really wanted to seek the throne, but what he enjoyed more was the process of seeking the throne. Listening to Wuyou's words now, my heart froze, and I felt that Zhan Wuyou was someone who could guard his position.
Wu Xinjing acted immediately.
"If you want to teach people a lesson, you have to come to Country X." Wu Xinjing's voice was gentle, like a parent who invited the younger generation to play, and knocked out the itinerary before he knew it, "When are you going to come? I'll send someone to pick it up ?”
Zhan Wuyou laughed inwardly, but his voice became gentle again, "It depends on Yan Qing."
Wu Xinjing had already arrived in front of the piano room, and upon hearing the words, he said, "He has worked hard to take care of you these days, so he should take a good rest. It just so happens that I have hired a few new therapists here, and it's time to come and stay with me for a while."
Zhan Wu worried, the fox's tail must have leaked out.
This will soon want to abduct Yan Qing. He said obediently, "Then I will trouble uncle."
Wu Xinjing said, "Xiaojun is also happy that you can come here. I just talked about the Gran family." Like gossip, he interjected a digression, "The child in their family seems to be pregnant."
Zhan Wuyou raised his eyebrows, grasping the words, "It seems."
"I can't tell the truth." Wu Xinjing chuckled, with a hint of ridicule at the end, "After all, the king is over eighty."
Zhan Wuyou boasted half-truthfully, "The king is really old and strong."
"Worriless is also joking, I will let Xiaojun answer the phone."
"Okay, thank you uncle."
Zhan Wuyou chatted with Wu Zijun for a while, when Yan Qing entered the room, Yan Qing's lips were already pale.
Zhan Wuyou had prepared chocolate and toffee by the bedside table early, just worried that this person would suffer from hypoglycemia.
But looking at his sickly appearance, it was obvious that he didn't see anything on the bedside table.
He walked over quickly, peeled off the sugar coating and stuffed it into his mouth, "Eat."
The round sugar was stuffed between the lips and tongue, and the sweet taste permeated the entire mouth in an instant, and then flowed through the body along with the body fluid, and the beating heartbeat was wrapped by the sweet taste, and gradually suppressed it back.
Yan Qing's voice was weak, her eyes seemed to have a faint luster, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and she whispered, "It's much better."
The appearance of a sickly beauty like Yan Qing is a rarity.
In both lifetimes, this person has always been aloof, arrogant and arrogant. Now that the contrast is so great, it makes Zhan Wuyou's heart itch.
He sat on the edge of the bed, with a serious face, and began to turn over the account, "The great cause of the conspiracy between Lord Yan and Lord Wu is kept a secret."
After defrauding uncle, it is natural to defraud Yan Qing.
Yan Qing is now feeling guilty, and her mental state is obviously not as strong as Wu Xinjing's.
Turning around, he sold Wu Xinjing, "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, don't be angry." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and gently hooked Zhan Wuyou's little finger on the bedside.
This flattering little gesture made Zhan Wuyou's mind tremble.
In a trance, he had the idea that he and Yan Qing had exchanged identities.
When he hooked up with Yan Qing, was he also in the same high spirits
But he still had a calm look on his face, and asked, "What? What is Lord Yan doing?"
Yan Qing was frightened for half a month, and now she really dare not 'do' any more, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you. I was wrong, if you are angry, hit me."
How could Zhan Wuyou be willing to fight.
When he experienced traumatic re-experiencing disorder, he really felt that he was alone again for ten years.
After waking up to see Yan Qing again, there was nothing but rejoicing in my heart.
But he also understood a truth, a man can't get used to it, the more he gets used to it, the more he will die!
Look at this bastard, after a few days of good times, he was thinking of following his uncle to conspire for the throne. If he doesn't beat him, after the two of them seek the throne, do they still want to build a space search ship to conquer the universe!
Zhan Wuyou looked at him with clear eyes, and said sternly, "Our family does not have the rule of domestic violence. I see that your body is a little weak. Before you recover, certain things should be banned."
"Something" is naturally something that only two people can do.
He glanced at his body that had lost weight by two circles, and wanted to return to his previous appearance, and the time unit was at least a month.
Yan Qing fell silent.
This is much crueler than beating him up.
But looking at Zhan Wuyou's unwavering face, he didn't dare to protest, so he could only agree aggrieved.
Looking at his pitiful appearance, Zhan Wuyou thought he deserved it, and maintained a serious look on his lips, "I have already agreed with my uncle to go to Country X next week."
Yan Qing thought that Zhan Wuyou was still angry, and hurriedly assured her, "I've thought about it, don't get involved with uncle..."
"What's the rush?" Zhan Wuyou glanced at him, and interrupted, "I went to Country X to rush to the Gran Family. Do you think I'll let them go so easily?!"
Speaking of this, Yan Qing is just a younger brother who has no right to speak.
He kept his mouth shut obediently, sat on the head of the bed without making a sound, and looked like an obedient baby.
"Let's end the domestic affairs this week. How is the Zhan family?"
Yan Qing's face froze, "... En." He had been with Zhan Wuyou for half a month, and never cared about Zhan's affairs. When Zhan Wuyou asked him about this, he felt his eyes dim.
The only thing I can remember is the contract that Zhan Jinru set up half a month ago.
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Zhan's production volume is simply not enough to complete the signed orders within the specified time.
Zhan Jinru didn't want to swallow it with his family, he had the idea of processing it at that time. Unexpectedly, none of the OEM companies he often cooperated with took his order.
Once and twice, Zhan Jinru thought it was a coincidence, but after being rejected again and again, he smelled a conspiracy.
This order, which might save Zhan's, became the last straw that broke the camel's back in an instant.
He is not reconciled!
For the first time, he put down his dignity, begging his father to sue his grandmother ran all over the entire provincial capital, but was turned away all of them.
He also thought about processing it like a foundry in other cities, but the quality given was far from the standard.
Seeing that the signing date is getting closer, Zhan Jinru is already disheartened.
James, it's over.
And to this day, he never thought of Zhan Zongyan who was sent by him to call Zhan Wuyou to the press conference, but never came back.
[The author has something to say]: I will change the map tomorrow (*?︶?*)