Chu Yan scrambled to stand up, chasing Fu Xingye's back, but when she was about to catch up, she was suddenly frightened, her back pressed firmly against the door frame, just watching Fu Xingye walk away.
I don't know if it was because the door frame was too cold, a biting chill spread from her back, and she was surprised to stand up straight again.
She closed the door in a daze, and walked to the edge of the sofa unconsciously, but instead of sitting down, she just stood there.
It was not until a long time later that she slowly returned to her senses, and then remembered a series of things that had happened just now.
She jerked her phone out of her bag, and tremblingly dialed a call.
"Just let it go."
Hearing this impatience voice, Chu Yan's heartbeat, which had been pounding, fell silent.
Her eyes were sour: "Brother, where are you?"
"You care about me?" Chu Yuqiao on the other end of the phone paused, "Are you okay? It's okay, don't disturb my sleep!"
Chu Yan's tears rolled out: "Brother, I only have you as a relative, can't you be nice to me?"
Chu Yuqiao smiled: "I'm not good enough for you? What you have done these years..."
"Okay, let's not talk about this!" Chu Yan interrupted him immediately, "Brother, can you go back to Whale City?"
Chu Yuqiao was silent over there.
Chu Yan was playing drums in her heart, but at the last time she gritted her teeth and tentatively shouted "Brother".
"What are you doing back? Is it possible that my good sister still misses me? I remember that you lived in Fu's house when you were a child, and you always felt ashamed of me."
"..." Chu Yan swallowed, "That's what happened so many years ago, why do you still remember it? And I can't miss you, I..."
"Chu Yan. If it's because you want to sell Liu Zheng without knowing it, but you finally exposed yourself, and now you want me to come back and take the blame for you, you'd better say it straight. Otherwise, your brother, I will be angry. You know your brother, if he is in a bad mood, he won't even recognize his sister."
He said lightly and casually, as if joking, but Chu Yan heard a cold sweat.
Chu Yan knew that the only emotional connection she had with this elder brother was that she used the money she used to win over her every year by using the name of Mrs. Fu. Chu Yan had calculated that in the past five years, the money she had sent to Chu Yuqiao every year was at least 50 million yuan.
Fifty million.
Chu Yan herself spends no more than a few million a year at most.
Therefore, Chu Yan no longer whispers: "If you come out and help me with the crime, I can... I can give you all my savings."
Chu Yuqiao didn't speak.
Chu Yan felt ridiculed in her heart, but she had no choice but to continue: "I have saved 30 million in the past two years, and there are some depreciable jewelry, which should add up to 40 million."
It is not appropriate to say that it is saved. Only Chu Yan knew how the money came from.
Chu Yuqiao smiled softly: "Okay, deal."
A stone in Chu Yan's heart fell to the ground, but for a short while, his distress was overwhelming.
But if you stay with the green hills, you are not afraid that there will be no firewood. Although everyone including Fu Xingye could find out that the people who kidnapped Liu Zheng were implicated in her, they absolutely couldn't get any evidence, and once Chu Yuqiao came out to plead guilty, then she could completely separate the relationship.
When Chu Yan thought of something, she quickly added: "But if you suddenly stand up and confess your guilt, then you want to cover it up. So, didn't you say that you were interested in Nie Changhuan before? She is back now. You might as well go and talk to her. See you?"
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After Fu Xingye came out of the hotel, he looked around everywhere, but didn't see Nie Changhuan, knowing that she must have taken a taxi and left by herself.
He lowered his head and flicked a cigarette out, and no longer hesitated.
But it didn't suppress the charm of his heart and mind, it was all the feeling of kissing Nie Changhuan at the hotel door before and the scene of her body tightening but her eyelashes trembling.
He took a puff of cigarette, and when the lingering smoke rose up, he pulsed his long legs and walked towards his car.
He originally planned to go directly to Nie Changhuan again, but when he turned his head, he saw the pair of flat-bottomed home slippers that Nie Changhuan had left in his car, and instantly thought that he would have to raise two princesses, one young and one princess. Thought, as soon as the front of the car turned, he went to the group company.
Since Fu Zhen passed away and handed over the group to Fu Xingye, Fu Xingye has been in this position and waited for his death. For the first two years, Chen Yanchuan took care of it almost entirely. Chen Yanchuan's work ability is outstanding, so in those two years, Dacheng Group did not show a state of decline, on the contrary, an unstoppable trend appeared.
So Fu Xingye drove Chen Yanchuan away.
In the following three years, the situation of the Dacheng Group has been worse than that of the year, but it is still lingering on the basis of the vigorous foundation of the previous decades. Therefore, Fu Xingye was almost jointly dismissed by the board of directors of the group several times. In the end, it was Chen Xinlan and Chen Taili who turned the tide to keep his position and barely stabilized the situation.
Everyone asserted that if Dacheng drags on for another two years at most, Fu Zhen's whole life will be wasted.
Originally, Fu Xingye was very happy to see such a situation, but now...
He thought of the photo again, and then imagined that he was also added in, and his thin lips couldn't help being raised.
In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the group.
When he pushed the door in, the secretary at the front desk looked as if he had seen a ghost, looking at him in surprise: "Mr. Fu, why are you still here at this time?"
It was three or four in the afternoon. As usual, Fu Xingye should have left work long ago.
Fu Xingye glanced at her slowly, and the secretary immediately lowered his head: "Sorry, Mr. Fu, do you... Do you need coffee or strong tea?"
"No need. Let Peng Jiangzhou come to my office."
The secretary was a little embarrassed, but didn't dare to chirp, so he lowered his head and said, "Assistant Peng is not there."
Fu Xingye paused, and the secretary hurriedly said: "Assistant Peng went out to give you daily necessities and clothes. He said that you should move to Yancheng in a while and you should need these things, so you should prepare them in advance."
"..." Fu Xingye, "call to get him to get back. By the way, move all the recent backlog of documents to my office."
"Huh?... Oh! I'm going now!"
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When Nie Changhuan returned to Yancheng's house, Peng Jiangzhou also arrived with a cart of things.
When he ran into Nie Changhuan head-on, Peng Jiangzhou, the love brain assistant, was embarrassed. He smirked a few times: "Miss Nie, these are all things that Mr. Fu may need to use. I don't think you have any here either. Convenient, I’ll just... Hey hey... Hey, our President Fu went out?"
Nie Changhuan looked at the pile of men's supplies: "Fu Xingye asked you to buy this?"
"Ah, of course..." Peng Jiangzhou paused. In order to show Fu Xingye's determination to stay here and care about Nie Changhuan, he immediately changed his words, "Yes, isn't Mr. Fu planning to live here forever?"
Nie Changhuan took a deep look at Peng Jiangzhou, and finally smiled faintly: "You can transport your things back, you Fu will never come again."
After speaking, Nie Changhuan directly shut Peng Jiangzhou outside the door.
Peng Jiangzhou was stunned, then turned around and wanted to call Fu Xingye, only to find that his mobile phone had been put in the car before.
As soon as he unlocked the screen of the phone, he found nearly a dozen calls from the secretary's room. After thinking about it, he quickly dialed it back.
"Assistant Peng, you finally answered the phone!" On the other side of the phone, the secretary at the front desk said in a frightened tone, "Mr. Fu has been sitting in the office for almost two hours, so stop shopping and come back quickly. Well, I always think Mr. Fu is very strange today!"
After speaking, without waiting for Peng Jiangzhou to respond, he immediately hung up the phone.
Peng Jiangzhou looked at the pile of things at the door and then looked at the phone call records. In the end, he didn't even care about the things, so he hurried to the company.
When Peng Jiangzhou was gone, Aunt Su opened the door and looked at the pile of things at the door. She asked Nie Changhuan anxiously, "Should we put these things away, or... throw them away? But these things look quite expensive. It's a pity to throw them away. of."
Nie Changhuan put the replaced high-heeled shoes in the cabinet, stepped on the flat slippers and walked upstairs: "Throw it away, there is no need to keep the garbage."
Sure enough, as Nie Changhuan expected, Fu Xingye never appeared again in the next few days.
Nie Changhuan's leg injury was almost healed. After Sha Rong called and asked about the situation, he said that there was a lot of backlog in his hand, so Nie Changhuan hurriedly started work.
"But you put the previous ones first. I recently received a big order. I will send you the request later. You will complete this order first."
Listening to Sha Rong's words, Nie Changhuan recalled other painters he had known before.
Those painters say that painting is to express and express themselves, so every piece of their work is born of emotion. Unlike her, Nie Changhuan, she chose to learn to paint at first because she was good at it. Later, after Sha Rong became a teacher-apprentice relationship, she painted for the sake of painting.
Her paintings are already commercial.
But this path is her own choice, she is not qualified to blame anyone, nor is she qualified to be hypocritical.
So after Sha Rong sent the specific requirements, Nie Changhuan went to the studio on the third floor and began to make ideas.
Before officially writing the pen, Nie Changhuan used a pencil to outline the outline and what he would focus on expressing in this painting.
As a result, she was busy until one o'clock in the morning, and she forgot to eat the dinner that Aunt Su brought her up.
It was completely dark outside, because it was winter night, and there was a bit of cold and sharp in the darkness.
Nie Changhuan closed her eyes and rested for a while. When she opened her eyes again, she stood up and wanted to go downstairs, but as soon as she got up, she suddenly stopped moving.
Chu Yuqiao was lying on the sofa, looking at her with a smile.
Nie Changhuan saw his face clearly, but his body relaxed a little, but she just looked at him from a distance without speaking.
Chu Yuqiao's impression of Nie Changhuan still remained five years ago, thinking that she was still that soft, kind and timid little girl, but now she is not used to seeing her with such cold eyes.
He picked her chin at her: "I haven't seen you for five years, don't you say hello to me?"
"Uninvited people, it would be nice if you didn't drive you out. Do you still expect me to say hello to you?" Nie Changhuan walked two steps towards him without a word of nonsense. "And you are here today, not for Chu Yan. Do you have errands, maybe you are not in the mood to greet me."
Chu Yuqiao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes stained with a strange brilliance.
He even stood up, circled Nie Changhuan twice, tilted his head at the end, and asked her, "How did you know?"
Nie Changhuan pulled his lips and didn't answer.
But a few days ago, she confronted Chu Yan head-on, and Chu Yuqiao appeared in her room in a blink of an eye, and everything worked too well. Do you still have to think about the causality before and after this
And Tang Sihuai said before that the people Chu Yan used were all left to her by Chu Yuqiao.
Seeing that Nie Changhuan did not answer, Chu Yuqiao became more and more interested: "Nie Changhuan, you are a treasure girl. I found that since I first met you until now, you are really getting smarter and smarter. Not getting stupid."
"..." Nie Changhuan turned around and looked into his eyes and asked, "It's getting late, can't you just say something?"
Chu Yuqiao originally came here purely for the money in Chu Yan's hand, but now seeing Nie Changhuan, he suddenly found it interesting and had other plans.
Five years later, he is still the same as before, and you don't need to look closely to know that he is a purebred lunatic.
So when he tilted his head and smiled and said to Nie Changhuan, "If I'm not mistaken, the most important people in your life so far are in this villa", Nie Changhuan suddenly had a cold back, because he believed that he really Everything is done.
But she was still steady.
Looking at her bracing, Chu Yuqiao laughed lowly, the more he laughed, the louder he laughed, and finally he bent over with laughter.
"Have you finished laughing?"
Chu Yuqiao waved his hand, and stopped after a while: "Xiao Huanhuan, you just said that it's already very late, and it's still so cold. You won't have the heart to drive me out, right?"
Nie Changhuan didn't hesitate at all: "You wait here, I'll clean up the guest room for you."
"Hey, together."
Nie Changhuan ignored him and walked downstairs, but Chu Yuqiao's footsteps were behind her, and she could feel his eyes sticking to her, like a cold poisonous snake.
After finally walking to the guest room, she remembered that Peng Jiangzhou had just slept in this room. She was relieved that there was no need to clean up. She did not go in, and stood sideways at the door: "This is the room. There is a separate bathroom inside. You should rest early. ."
Chu Yuqiao glanced into the room, and finally walked inside. When passing by Nie Changhuan, he suddenly stopped and moved towards Nie Changhuan, seeming to smell her body.
Nie Changhuan felt a bitter cold in his heart, but his face was calm.
Finally, Chu Yuqiao retreated by himself. He looked at Nie Changhuan’s face and sighed: "Nie Changhuan, you think you have become stronger, but you are not. Because as long as you still have weaknesses, you will never be Chu Yan’s. The guy’s opponent."
Hearing this sentence, Nie Changhuan's temple suddenly jumped.
But for a moment she smiled: "But, doesn't your sister Chu Yan also have a weakness now? And her weakness is so small now, it's easier to hold it."
Chu Yuqiao was taken aback for a moment, but he shook his head for a moment: "Tsk tsk, just be stiff."
As Chu Yuqiao walked in, Nie Changhuan stopped him again: "How much did she give you when she asked you to come out and let you do these things?"
Nie Changhuan's original intention was to separate Chu Yan and Chu Yuqiao, but he didn't expect Chu Yuqiao to stretch out four fingers: "Forty million, isn't it a lot?"
"Then I will give you 50 million, and you will..."
"You have no money." Chu Yuqiao looked at Nie Changhuan pityingly, "Xiao Huanhuan, don't want to lie to your brother Yu Qiao, all your money is used to raise the child."
Nie Changhuan lowered his eyes and turned to leave.
Chu Yuqiao looked at her puffed back, and felt itching somewhere in his heart, so he quietly followed.
Nie Changhuan was about to close the door, but the door was held by Chu Yuqiao with his feet. Then Chu Yuqiao pushed hard, and after knocking Nie Changhuan out a few steps with the door, he swaggered into Nie Changhuan’s room, looked around, and then he All of a sudden, his eyes fell on the photo on the wall.
"Oh, besides Liu Zheng, do you have a younger sister?"
"..." Nie Changhuan's heart was beating wildly, but she looked at Chu Yuqiao coldly, "Go out."
Chu Yuqiao looked at Nie Changhuan, then looked at the pictures on the wall, and then suddenly clapped his hands like an enlightenment: "I check! I said this little girl looks so familiar at first sight! Turns out she looks like Fu Xingye! This won't be... Let me check!! This is the breaking news, I want to tell my stupid sister that she has to sleep again tonight!"
At this point, Nie Changhuan felt that nothing more would make any sense.
She simply stood quietly on the side, watching Chu Yuqiao strolling in her room, touching here and there, and then watching him go out.
She waited for Chu Yuqiao to return to the guest room, and did not stay in her room anymore, but went straight to Liu Zheng's room.
There was a lunatic Chu Yuqiao at home, and she had to guard Liu Zheng.
Looking at Liu Zheng's sleeping face, Nie Changhuan recalled all of her efforts over the past five years, and when she thought about all this now, she felt more and more like a joke, her own confidence and arrogance before was more like a joke.
She thought she could, but in fact she couldn't.
Liu Zheng has almost had an accident, and she can no longer let her be in danger.
Even if his heart was unwilling, but at this moment, Nie Changhuan finally compromised for the sake of Liu Zheng's peace.
She got up and walked to the window, held her mobile phone for a long time, and finally dialed the phone.
But as soon as the phone dialed, she realized that it was two o'clock in the middle of the night, so she immediately hung up.
She closed her eyes and decided to make it through the night, but when she turned around to walk back to the bed, she suddenly saw a car parked outside the gate of her villa.
Because the headlights of the car just turned on, and then the sound of the car door falling on was faintly heard, and then a slender figure climbed over her wall. When he got off the wall, he seemed to have fallen, but he quickly got up and moved extremely fast. Run towards the villa.
Nie Changhuan kept watching his figure disappear under the eaves, only to come back to his senses in a daze.
Suddenly, the heart beat violently.
She hesitated while holding the phone, then she ran towards the door, yanked the door abruptly and looked at the stairs.
Fu Xingye with messy hair was still panting.
He calmed down, walked to Nie Changhuan and stopped.
He laughed: "Are you looking for me?"