Qiu Xing hid in the office and stayed there for almost an hour before coming out again.
"It's okay." His expression was calm, and it seemed that he didn't care that the first Valentine's Day was so missed. He also offered a solution, "We can celebrate Valentine's Day in advance, or postpone it by a day."
Xie Yang nodded, suppressing a smile and replied: "Okay, it's up to you."
"Well, let's arrange it like this." Qiu Xing turned sideways, looking like he was about to turn back to the office, halfway through and suddenly came back to his side, and said to Xie Yang again, "Then arrange like this."
Xie Yang was very obedient and obedient: "Well, just arrange it like this, I have no objection."
"..." Qiu Xing asked again, "Aren't you unhappy?"
"Of course not." Xie Yang said with a guilty tone, "After all, it is because I have to work that made our first Valentine's Day not have a good time. You should be unhappy. We can't eat candlelight dinner, can't On a date, I can’t have a little surprise in the evening... These losses are all because of me, my fault, I’m sorry."
Qiu Xing's face turned green when he heard it, but he still insisted on his generosity, and even soothed: "Don't blame you. These...we can all do it in advance."
"Well, it is indeed possible to do it in advance, although you should be preparing for the operation or have already had an operation at that time, you may not have time to get these in advance with me."
"..."
Xie Yang is empathetic: "It doesn't matter, we can go a little earlier. Christmas is also a good day. Why don't we spend Christmas as Valentine's Day?"
Qiu Xing paused, his eyebrows loosened.
Xie Yang smiled: "You shouldn't be hospitalized at that time. We can celebrate and then move to the hospital. Can you?"
"Of course you can." Qiu Xing immediately responded. After answering, he probably felt that his tone was too eager. He patched up and said, "Since you asked, so be it."
Xie Yang nodded again, then glanced at the office door behind Qiu Xing: "Are you finished?"
"... Almost." Qiu Xing turned sideways again.
Xie Yang thoughtfully told: "Call me wherever you need help."
Qiu Xing stopped abruptly, looked back at Xie Yang, then turned around and strode forward to Xie Yang, bent over to embrace Xie Yang and kissed him, before he really entered the office.
After confirming that Qiu Xing would not come out, Xie Yang Pogong laughed, turned out the phone calendar, made a small reminder on Christmas, and then moved his sight to the day after Christmas.
On December 26, Qiu Xing's birthday. According to the information provided by Liu Sha, Qiu Xing has not celebrated his birthday in at least seven years. For the past gangsters, birthdays are like a reminder.
Last year, Qiu Xing’s birthday, Xie Yang had no concept of birthday in his mind. At that time, he had not established a relationship with Qiu Xing, so I missed it. This year, Xie Yang hopes that Qiu Xing’s birthday is different.
…
Over the weekend, Feng Qinglin, who had not been seen since the death of his mother, suddenly found Dingsheng Garden.
Xie Yang lost a lot of weight and his hair grew a lot, and Feng Qinglin, who hadn't shaved his beard, put it in the door, looked up and down Feng Qinglin's appearance, and asked: "Did you go mining?"
"Almost." Feng Qinglin asked, "What about uncle?"
Xie Yang replied: "Taking a nap."
"… what?"
"Your uncle won't get up until two o'clock. Come in first. Have you had lunch?"
The excitement in Feng Qinglin's eyes diminished slightly, and his brows frowned. He glanced at the room and asked with a slight worry: "Why did my uncle suddenly take a nap? Did he... Is he in very bad health? Last time? I said on the Internet that my uncle is not in good health. I called back. You comforted me and said it was okay. Is it actually a lie—"
Xie Yang took out a pair of new slippers and threw them into Feng Qinglin's arms, raising his eyelids: "It's okay to curse your uncle, otherwise I will shave your head and let you go with him."
"..." Feng Qinglin shut up, changed his slippers and walked in.
Xie Yang walked in with Feng Qinglin and asked again: "Have you had lunch?"
"ate."
"Go and sit on the sofa and wait for me." After Xie Yang went upstairs, he took out a set of house clothes and a set of toiletries, put them in front of Feng Qinglin and pointed to the guest room on the first floor. "The clothes are Your uncle’s, don’t wear it. You can wash over there. If you dare to see your uncle like this, you are not afraid of being scolded?"
Feng Qinglin looked at the clothes in front of him, and then at Xie Yang, who was pouring a glass of water and bringing him over, his mouth opened, but he didn't speak.
"Drink water. After drinking, go take a bath." Xie Yang straightened up and glanced at Feng Qinglin's face that the left-behind children suddenly got the stupid expression of parental care, and raised his eyebrows, "Moved?"
Feng Qinglin returned to his senses and shook his head: "No." After speaking, he picked up the water glass and drank it in one gulp.
He picked up his clothes and got up and walked to the guest room. When he reached the door of the guest room, he suddenly stopped. He looked back at Xie Yang, who had already sat back on the sofa and took out his mobile phone and started playing. He said, "Thank you, uncle." , Disappeared behind the guest room door in a blink of an eye.
"..." Xie Yang put down the phone.
As expected of the two uncles and nephews, the awkwardness in this bone is exactly the same.
…
After waking up, Qiu Xing didn't see Xie Yang on the second floor, frowned, went downstairs to search for a circle, but still couldn't find it. He was about to take out his mobile phone to call Xie Yang, Yu Guang noticed someone on the floor-to-ceiling glass window in the living room. After shaking over, after a while, put down the phone and look for it.
On the wooden promenade on the side of the house, Xie Yang was leaning against the railing to direct Feng Qinglin, who was wearing house clothes and a thick coat, to feed the fish.
Xie Yang is like a landlord who enslaves long-time workers. He pointed his fingers here and there, and said as he pointed, "There are more fish over there. Feed more. Don’t be unhappy, this fish was bought by your grandma. , Don’t you think you can see things and think about people when you feed them?"
Feng Qinglin dropped the fish feed honestly, and replied: "I'm not unhappy."
The landlord Jie was very satisfied and started throwing red dates: "After the feeding, there will be afternoon tea. Do you like sweet or salty?"
"Salty mouth."
"The dim sum that Master Liao made today is sweet."
"... I have a sweet bite."
The landlord Xie was very pleased, and stood up and said: "Here is finished feeding, go to the backyard." After speaking, he seemed to have noticed this side, and suddenly turned his head to look over.
Qiu Xing returned to his senses, and after walking past, he shook Xie Yang's hand, then looked towards Feng Qinglin and asked, "When did you come?"
Feng Qinglin noticed Qiu Xing's actions and pretended to be blind. Then he looked carefully at Qiu Xing. Seeing that his complexion and spirit were good, he let go of the worries in his heart, and replied, "I will come sooner."
"Have you had lunch?"
The same as the question Xie Yang asked before.
Feng Qinglin smiled suddenly and nodded: "I have eaten."
"What a giggle?" Qiu Xing frowned, stepped forward and took away the fish feed from Feng Qinglin's hands—
Xie Yang let out a low cough.
Qiu Xing had a meal, took only half of the fish feed in Feng Qinglin's hand, and said to Feng Qinglin: "Go to the backyard, go and feed the fish first."
Xie Yang said at the right time: "Then you go and feed, I'll go back to the house to see how Master Liao's dim sum is doing." After speaking, he leaned in and kissed Qiu Xing very naturally, then turned back to the house.
Qiu Xing: "..."
Feng Qinglin: "..."
The two uncles and nephew stared at each other.
"... Cough." Qiu Xing pretended to be calm, and motioned to the backyard, "Let's go, feed the fish. You... Your brother-in-law is young and more exposed, it's nothing."
Feng Qinglin: "..." He didn't say anything.
After entering the house, Xie Yang touched the back door, stood at the door and looked at the uncle and nephew who were standing side by side by the lake in the yard and chatting while feeding the fish. He took out his phone and took a picture.
A few minutes later, Qiu Xing brought Feng Qinglin back to the house, and the three of them sat down in the living room and chatted while having afternoon tea.
Feng Qinglin said: "I snatched a pillar project of Feng Family's overseas, and Feng Zhen's vitality was greatly injured. I should come back to Feng Chuang for help."
"Good job."
Feng Qinglin received the compliment, smiled lightly, and then continued: "Then I contacted Fengdian and showed him the new company I established, Linmu, and told him that if he wants, I can help him get him back. Want it. He got the bait and is very close to me now."
Qiu Xing sneered and said, "Don't let him participate too deeply, his hands and feet are not clean."
"I see."
Afterwards, the two exchanged the current situation of Feng's family. Xie Yang listened for a while, and roughly understood that this uncle and nephew had already lost several layers of the Feng Family's meat during this period. Now the Feng Family's assets have shrunk greatly, and several large projects have been docked before they are barely stable. .
However, judging from the calculations of the uncle and nephew, Feng's current stability is only temporary. The storm’s damage to foreign business this time will result in the Feng Family’s business having to move back to China, and the Feng’s domestic business will soon have the Feng Dian, a shit-stirring stick.
With internal and external troubles, Feng's family should soon become chaotic again.
This section is roughly the same as the plot in the original book. Feng's family first ended up doing business abroad and then at home. If you follow the original plot, then Feng Qinglin will soon assist Fengdian to grab the position of Fengchuang, and then Feng Qinglin will pull down Fengdian to replace it, and take Fenghua in his hands.
At this point, the male protagonist's career line has basically been completed. After mastering Fenghua, Feng Qinglin will use his secretly accumulated power to give Fenghua a big tidy, and completely hold Fenghua in his hand. Not long afterwards, Qiu Xing died of illness and Rongding was in chaos, and Feng Qinglin inherited Rongding as his nephew. Later, the original owner died in a car accident.
Xie Yang returned to his senses, looking at the opposite side who was holding a water cup and listening carefully, and an uncle and nephew who spoke quickly with depression and excitement, and drank the milk tea that had become warm.
It's all different. Qiu Xing would never die of illness, and the car accident that led to the death of the original owner... Xie Yang frowned, scooped up a pearl with a spoon, and slowly bit it into pieces.
He sensed the small clusters of dark energy still blocked in the core of the power, and swallowed the pearl.
Car accidents are never allowed to happen.
…
That night, Xie Yang used his abilities to "move" Qiu Xing's tumor and did not immediately fall asleep. Instead, he carefully picked the smallest dark energy group and "nibbled" it over.
The head began to feel dizzy, Xie Yang relaxed his body, and moved closer to Qiu Xing's arms.
Countless pictures flashed before my eyes, as if they had had a fragmented dream.
The next day, Xie Yang woke up with a splitting headache, frowned and sorted out the content of last night’s "dream", but unfortunately found that there was no useful gain, but yesterday because of "moving" the tumor to Qiu Xing, he almost consumed empty powers. The core is now refilled again.
He looked at Qiu Xing who was still asleep next to him, and simply closed his eyes again, hugged Qiu Xing's waist, and started the great cause of "moving" the tumor again.
…
In late November, the day after the official selection of Rongding's deputy, Kirkman returned to China with a new treatment plan. He asked Qiu Xing to do a physical examination for the first time. A few hours later, when the results of the examination came out, Kirkman stared at the various data on Qiu Xing's body.
Qiu Xing frowned when he saw this and asked, "Is the situation bad?"
"No, no, no, no." Kirkman regained his senses, and carefully reviewed Qiu Xing's checklist. After flipping through it, he suddenly threw his newly prepared treatment plan into the trash can, and said to Qiu Xing, "Chou , I suggest that you stay in the hospital as soon as possible. You are well recuperated and the second course of treatment can begin at any time. I will contact the surgical team that has been set up for you to get them in place as soon as possible. Oh, their schedules have to be adjusted. I urged my visa, suddenly there were more things to be busy. Qiu, you are a miracle, really a miracle."
Kirkman had already picked up his cell phone and started to make a phone call without hesitation to explain to Qiu Xing. It can be seen that he is very happy and very excited.
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing, lowered his voice and asked, "So do we have to advance our Valentine's Day again?"