"No, I'll sit with you."
Dongfang Liuyun shook his head, pulled a stool beside him, and sat down beside Qi Lei.
"It's not over today, does it really have nothing to do with you?"
Qi Lei asked with concern, while reaching out to pour her a glass of water.
Dongfang Liuyun took it obediently, took a few sips, and replied, "It's a lie to say it's okay, don't worry about it, I'll go there tomorrow if I have time, or just procrastinate."
"Did you delay?"
Qi Lei smiled helplessly.
"Now, there is nothing more important than your side. Do you think I'm pretty serious?"
Dongfang Liuyun also shrugged, and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Qi Lei couldn't help but let out a low laugh, his mood that had been depressed for a long time suddenly found a gap to vent, and was submerged by a warm current all of a sudden, and he felt a little more relaxed.
"It turns out that I am quite handsome. I really believe in your eyesight. The beauty that can make people like you look good is simply the best among human beings."
Dongfang Liuyun listened, and immediately gave Qi Lei a sideways glance, "Why didn't I realize that you are shamelessly climbing up the pole?"
Qi Lei had the same handsome eyebrows, he smiled lowly and remained silent.
The atmosphere in the ward suddenly eased a lot, without the gloom just now.
…
In a blink of an eye, it was already the dead of night.
Hiding in Yunju on the outskirts of Z City.
Matsuda is reporting the situation to Fujiwarano.
"Master, the gift has been delivered. The old lady Dongfang is very happy and said that she hopes you can come to visit her as a guest. In fact, she misses you very much, Master."
Matsuda respectfully said to Fujiwarano who was reclining on the sofa.
At this time, Fujiwarano was flipping through a book in his hand, and he looked like a young master.
Hearing Matsuda's words, he didn't move his eyes, but a cold voice came over—
"Have you seen her?"
He only cares about Dongfang Liuyun's news. He has no interest in others, so naturally he doesn't want to know any news.
"Returning to Young Master, Miss Dongfang didn't pass by today. I waited all night and didn't see Miss Dongfang, including Miss Dongfang's parents. They didn't show up either. So, the old lady Dongfang is not in a good mood tonight. .”
"Not in the past? How is it possible? Uncle Dongfang is far away in Burma, so naturally there is no way to rush back. Is there something going on with Aunt Song?"
Fujiwara asked.
"Let the young master guess right. Lawyer Song was injured by his opponent because of a dispute over the case before, and he is still in the hospital. I have asked someone to inquire, and the news is true, and Lin Yuanyuan and the others also talked to the old lady Dongfang tonight. Speaking of this time, although the old lady Dongfang did not explode on the spot, it can be seen that she must be extremely dissatisfied with Lawyer Song."
"Check Aunt Song's ward. I'm going to see her tomorrow."
Fujiwara ordered.
"yes!"
Matsuda responded.
"Is there no news from Liu Yun?"
Fujiwara asked again in such a silent voice.
"I have sent people out to investigate the news, but there is no news yet. However, Miss Dongfang has returned to work in the Dongfang Group. If the young master wants to see Miss Liuyun, maybe he can go directly to the company to find her. Miss Dongfang is here Lin Yuanyuan is the direct supervisor of the Dongfang Group, and she seems to have given Miss Dongfang little shoes to wear."
"You arrange someone right away. I want to know all about her situation in Z city in the past two years, and I want the most detailed information. You can dispatch the credit investigation team at any time without reporting to me. I want the results before next Wednesday."
As Fujiwarano said, he also closed the book in his hand, raised his hand and gently rubbed the center of his brow—
Dongfang Liuyun, I don't care if what Lan Xiu said is true or not, I won't let go.
No one in this world can make him worry like this, except for her, Dongfang Liuyun, he is also a person who has no intentions. Naturally, it is impossible for him to let her go so calmly after letting her integrate into his life!
Whenever he thinks of these things, Fujiwarano's chest can't help but suddenly feel a pain, condensing thoughts that he dare not explore too much. He doesn't believe that there is no relationship between them, let alone that if you lose it, you can never take it again. return.
"yes!"
Matsuda responded.
Only then did Fujiwarano put down the book in his hand, and slowly got up, "Go to the wine cabinet and bring me a bottle of wine."
"yes!"
Matsuda responded, then turned around and left the living room. After a while, he came back with a bottle of wine, poured it respectfully for Fujiwarano, and said, "Master, if Ms. Inoue knew that we came here in such a hurry, she would Won't you sue the Fujiwara family with the Inoue family?"
Fujiwarano took two sips casually, and said indifferently, "That's my father's own business, he messed with the Inoue family, not me."
When Fujiwarano talked about his father, his eyes were naturally very cold, and he couldn't hear much emotion in that tone, but he could also capture a trace of resentment.
"Young master, the master just chose the best wife for you. Ms. Lizi is very good in character and appearance."
Matsuda couldn't help persuading, while carefully staring at Fujiwara, he was relieved to see that he didn't have much reaction, and continued, "At least, Ms. Reiko's feelings for the young master are very obvious, forgive me Talk too much, young master, Miss Dongfang is actually not suitable for you, Master Lan Xiu said before, Miss Dongfang is very tired to be with you, and why don't you, young master..."
"I don't need you to talk about the relationship between me and her! I can't respond to anyone who is interested in me and has feelings for me. The feeling Liuyun brings to me is unique, and you may not understand it."
Before Matsuda could finish speaking, Fujiwarano's cold voice came over. Such a tone without warmth naturally made Matsuda feel a burst of panic, and a chill suddenly passed over his heart.
"Sorry, young master, count me as a slip of the tongue! Please forgive me!"
Matsuda bowed ninety degrees to apologize.
This time, Fujiwarano waved his hand, "Forget it, you go out first, I want to be surprised alone."
"But, master, I..."
"Go out and close the door."
Fujiwarano didn't even look at him, lowered his eyes silently, poured wine into the glass in front of him, and drank one glass at a time.
In the past few years, he seems to have turned himself into a drunkard, but unlike a drunkard, Fujiwarano has never been drunk once in the past few years. No matter how much he drinks, he just can't get drunk. It's just that I drank too much, and I had a splitting headache the next day.
It's sad, that's how he is, not even a single dream or memory can touch him...