Cen Qiusheng didn't expect his younger son to come back at this time, but looking at his son's pale face and bloodless lips, he frowned and said, "Bai He, why didn't you rest in the hospital?"
Cen Baihe glanced over a row of cars parked at the door, lowered his head and said, "It's the same thing as staying in the hospital, it's better to come out and get some air."
Cen Qiusheng knew that his younger son never believed in ghosts, gods and feng shui, so he didn't tell him about it. He didn't expect that he would know it anyway.
Looking at Liang Feng who was following behind Cen Baihe, Cen Qiusheng sighed, "The weather outside is not very good, you go back to rest."
Cen Baihe stretched out his hand to open the car door: "How could I miss such a lively event."
"Bai He, there is no space in the car, and the country road is not easy to walk, so don't go." Boss Cen stretched out his hand to stop his brother, smiling awkwardly.
There is a lot of attention to feng shui, and it is especially taboo for people who do not believe in feng shui to say disrespectful words. Today is a big day, and he is afraid that his brother will make things worse.
Boss Cen is a simple and honest person, and he usually takes great care of his younger brothers and sisters. In his opinion, if rebuilding the ancestral house is good for the younger brother's health, he will definitely be willing without a word.
Because of this, he was even more afraid of his younger brother doing irrational things.
However, due to physical reasons, the younger brother rarely showed his emotions since he was a child. After he said this, he did not see any thoughts on his younger brother's face.
"It doesn't matter if there is no empty seat in this car." Cen Baihe glanced back, chose a car that was closer to him and had no people in it, and sat in silently with his head down.
Qi Yan, who was standing outside the car door, hadn't figured out what was going on, when he saw a man who was red and purple, grabbed in front of him and got into the car arranged for him.
He turned to look at the bodyguard who opened the door for him, who looked at him innocently and embarrassedly.
Qi Yan thought about it for a while, and followed the man with the purple hood into the car, as long as he could rub the purple qi.
After the car door was closed, Qi Yan glanced at the man beside him who was surrounded by purple energy, but looked unhealthy, and found that the man had a stunning face, dark hair stuck behind his ears, and a somewhat morbid beauty. The hand on the knee has distinct knuckles, slender and fair, and if there is more flesh, it will be more perfect.
Cen Baihe noticed that the young man beside him was looking at him, he turned his head to look at the other side, and the other side grinned, revealing small dimples that were neither deep nor shallow.
He was stunned, nodded to the young man, and then withdrew his gaze.
Qi Yan didn't care about his indifferent attitude, retracted his gaze, took out his mobile phone and lowered his head to play.
There was nothing in the car for a while. After the car started to start, Qi Yan put away his phone, leaned his head against the back seat of the car, and began to close his eyes.
After the car drove a certain distance, it jolted, and Qi Yan found that the car had left the suburbs and entered the country lane.
The imperial capital is economically developed, and even the countryside is very lively. From time to time, luxury cars drive past the motorcade, shining brightly in the sun.
"What's the matter with you? I see that something is wrong with your face." Qi Yan looked back at the person who was walking beside him, his face even uglier than before, "Is it motion sickness?"
The bodyguard who was driving heard that Wu Shao might be in the car, and hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head and asked nervously, "Wu Shao, are you alright!"
"I'm fine, continue driving." Cen Baihe covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed twice.
When Qi Yan heard the driver call the man beside him Wu Shao, he guessed his identity.
The old son of Cen Qiusheng, the fifth young master of Cen who may be dead soon in the legend.
He thought that Fifth Master Cen should be a sick, negative patient, but he didn't expect that the image of the other party would greatly exceed his expectations.
This is a person with a firm heart, so he can be so calm when he is afflicted by illness. Although his attitude towards people is a little cold, it is not easy for a person who has suffered from illness since childhood. .
In his opinion, Fifth Master Cen's destiny is extremely precious, and he is the person with the best destiny among the people he has ever met. But perhaps it was because of the excessively prosperous life that he was extremely poor and his body could not bear it, so he was often weak.
I often hear people say that someone's fate is indescribably precious. In fact, there are so many indescribable fates. Generally, people who really have such fates either die prematurely because their bodies cannot bear such great blessings, or they experience setbacks. stand high.
Cen Wuye has been favored by his family since he was a child, and his personal abilities are outstanding. The setbacks such a person can experience is really limited.
It's a pity that the first time I saw someone who was "indescribably expensive", it was a pity that their life was not long. How could such a fate be easily changed by rebuilding the ancestral home
"Little brother, what's the matter with you?" Second Sister Cen saw that the car that her brother was riding in stopped, worried about his physical condition, and quickly got out of the car to have a look.