In the past, he was first in his heart, then Wei Dongsheng, then Zhuo Zhanheng, and then Wei Yuan.
These are his relatives. No matter how violent the quarrel is, they are connected by blood. No matter how noisy or angry, he will be the first to rush out to protect them when something happens. That's why he is always called Wei Dongsheng threatened with seven inches.
But after Yan Chuyang appeared, the order of positions was completely disrupted. He put him first, the number one in his heart, even far surpassing himself.
Since he was a child, he has never treated a person with all his heart.
He always thought that he could feel his kindness to Yan Chuyang.
But it was wrong, Yan Chuyang couldn't feel it, he only felt that his kindness to him had a purpose,
He actually thought of repaying him with money. In his heart, the two of them were still partners.
With money, you can clearly explain the relationship between partners.
With pale lips, Wei Qing leaned back on the chair back, let out a long breath, and his heart was as cold as ice.
"You go." After a long silence, Wei Qing said solemnly.
Yan Chuyang's eyes flickered, he clenched his fists, hummed, turned and walked out.
Just two steps away, someone called out again: "Wait a minute."
Yan Chuyang turned around quickly.
Wei Qing stood up from the sofa, walked to the boy, handed over a bank card, and said in a calm voice: "This is all your money, including your bonus, and the salary I gave you."
Yan Chuyang pursed her lips, and said after a moment of silence: "I don't want it anymore, you take it, take it as... just take it as repayment for your care for me these past few months."
"Oh." Wei Qing sneered, maybe his heart was so hurt that he was numb, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore.
The man let out a sigh of relief, and after calming down, he bent down slightly, raised his hand and put the bank card in the boy's shirt pocket, and stared into the other's eyes, saying every word.
"Yan Chuyang, my kindness to you is so cheap, it's just this little money, is it considered to repay me?"
The boy's fingertips trembled, and he looked up in a panic to explain: "I didn't mean that, I just felt..."
"You go." Wei Qing interrupted him, and said in a calm voice, "I will transfer all the salary and bonus that should be given to you in the past three months to your bank card. From today, It's okay between us, the contract is terminated."
After finishing speaking, the man turned around, sat back on the sofa with a calm expression, picked up a magazine from the coffee table, and flipped through it expressionlessly.
Yan Chuyang lowered his hands weakly, and he could clearly hear the broken sounds coming from his heart.
The scene in the nightmare that made his heart palpitate the most finally appeared.
It's okay between us, the contract is terminated.
I thought that hearing this sentence would be a relief, but I didn't expect that I would still be uncomfortable and out of breath.
It's okay, Yan Chuyang clenched his fists and kept muttering in his heart like self-hypnosis.
Termination is termination, isn't this his original intention
Leave cleanly and come back cleanly.
He will still pursue him, and it's not that the two of them can't meet again, as long as he works hard, one day, he will make Wei Qing like him, and he will live here again!
After reluctantly doing a good job of mental construction, Yan Chuyang let out a long breath, cleared up the panic in his eyes, and tried to keep his voice calm and said: "Wei Qing, no matter what, I still want to say thank you, thank you for being so kind to me, recently Excuse me, then... I'll go first."
Wei Qing didn't speak, just sat so still, his eyes never took off from the magazine, as if the things around him had nothing to do with him.
Looking at the man's calm side face, Yan Chuyang felt sad, sighed and wanted to turn around and go out, but when he glanced down casually, his body froze suddenly.
The back of the man's left hand holding the book was already blood-red, bruised and bruised, and swollen like a steamed bun.
It was Wei Qing's injury caused by smashing the safe when he saw the marriage certificate in the morning.
Yan Chuyang's heart tightened, he was only focused on arguing with Wei Qing and being sad just now, he didn't even see such an obvious injury.
The boy frowned, hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help leaning over, squatting halfway in front of the man, staring at the back of his hand and saying,
"Wei Qing, you, your hand is injured."
The man's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand and flipped the page of the magazine nonchalantly, "My hand should have nothing to do with Mr. Yan, right
Yan Chuyang's complexion changed, and he said sullenly: "I will leave, but I have to deal with the injury on your hand before leaving."
Wei Qing had a twitching vein on his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't need to worry about it."
Yan Chuyang didn't speak, and stood up from the ground on his own, turned around and walked to the TV cabinet, opened the drawer, and took out the family spare medicine box from it.
"You have to bear it." Yan Chuyang knelt on the carpet with one knee, opened the medicine box, took out the disinfectant and medical cotton swabs, then held Wei Qing's wrist, and put the back of the injured hand on his leg.
Seeing the boy's seriously lowered eyebrows, Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he pulled his hand back after grinding his teeth: "I told you, it has nothing to do with you, please leave, leave, you don't understand right?"
"Don't move!" Seeing the blood overflowing from the back of his hand, Yan Chuyang roared anxiously, then forcefully pulled the man's wrist back, put it on his lap, and said with a frown, "How big is it?" People, even if you get angry again, you can't use self-mutilation to vent it! Are you naive?!"
"Who hurt himself!" Wei Qing roared, "It was accidentally dropped!"
Yan Chuyang snorted and didn't speak. He held the man's wrist with one hand and a cotton swab in the other. After dipping it in the disinfectant water bottle, he said softly, "I'll disinfect you first before applying the medicine. You should It will hurt, bear with it."
Wei Qing kept silent with a cold face.
Yan Chuyang raised his hand and pressed the cotton swab on the wound.
"Ah!" Wei Qing suddenly yelled in a low voice, gasping for air with a pale face.