If Ye Feng provoked someone else today, Fang Minghui would naturally come back for him because of the friendship between the two families; but unfortunately, Ye Feng didn't read the almanac before going out, and Jiang Kezhou was among the people he provoked. Let Ye Zheng know that Ye Feng's good life will never be over.
Ye Feng is arrogant, but he is not brave enough to make trouble in front of his two elder brothers. When his mother Song Jie brought five-year-old Ye Feng in, Ye Jun was about to get married, and Ye Zheng was about to go to college. Facing this younger brother who fell from the sky, if Ye Jun and Ye Zheng were a little bit more cruel, I am afraid that Ye Feng would not have a chance to stand here and challenge them today.
Ye Jun's peaceful demeanor has gradually subsided after marrying Sun Qingning. Before he was married, he acted in a ruthless and arbitrary manner, just like the true portrayal of his name; Died early, the whole person is basically a capitalized disobedience. Neither of the two of them was a good opponent, and it was really easy to deal with a brat who couldn't speak well back then.
When the two were talking in the study that year, Ye Feng actually hid in the bookcase and dozed off. He heard his name fluttering down from the mouths of his two elder brothers with trepidation, without emotion, as if he was just talking about where to put a suddenly extra thing.
His little life was on the edge of the cliff that the two of them talked about. Ye Jun originally wanted to send him abroad and make an accident. Fortunately, Ye Zheng was merciful and persuaded Ye Jun to get married soon. It's unlucky to be involved in such a thing, and it's a good deed to let him go. At that time, Song Jie had just entered the family, and her foothold was not stable. Fortunately, Ye Feng was already five years old at that time, and he was considered a villain. If he was still in the mother's womb, he probably wouldn't be able to live until the time he landed.
This secret talk in the study left Ye Feng with a deep psychological shadow, causing him to walk around when he met Ye Jun or Ye Zheng for a long time afterwards. Later, when I grew up and became sensible, I realized that those words were clearly intended for him. Otherwise, with the prudence of his elder brother and second brother, how could it be possible not to confirm in advance that he must be excluded when talking about him
So far, the three brothers of the Ye family have reached a balance invisibly. Ye Jun's status as the head of the group is unshakable, and Ye Zheng alone took over the Xihua Group's second largest entertainment industry. The alliance between the two is unshakable. Ye Feng is outside the core, whether he is willing to be a young master who has no worries about food and clothing, or willing to show his fists in a new field, as long as he doesn't get Xihua Group's idea, no one will hinder him.
Ye Feng knew very well that his squandering and arrogant capital these years, and even Fang Minghui's willingness to talk to him in a good manner, was all for the sake of his two brothers, and it was a reward and encouragement for him to keep his own way these years. Right now, if he is asked to succumb to Jiang Kezhou, he actually bows to his second brother.
"Have you figured it out?" Fang Minghui looked at him, "I've thought it over and I'll invite him over. Be more sincere."
Ye Feng, a sophomore boy, felt very ashamed, and said impatiently, "Got it."
Fang Minghui came to Jiang Kezhou's side with a smile, and said, "Young Master Jiang, take a step to talk. This way please."
Jiang Kezhou followed him to the unoccupied part of the lobby, where Ye Feng had been waiting for a long time, stared at him for two seconds, then frowned, poked his neck, and said in a rough voice: "Sorry, it was me just now. wrong."
Jiang Kezhou thought with his toes and knew who he was taking advantage of, and said dumbfoundingly: "Mr. Ye doesn't need to do this, it's just a misunderstanding."
Fang Minghui put his arm on Ye Feng's shoulder: "Hey, the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple. We are all one family. What's the matter? Xiaofeng apologizes to you Brother Jiang, this matter is over for today."
"Okay, okay," Jiang Kezhou waved his hands when he heard that "the family" was extremely embarrassed, "My friends were also impulsive. I offended you just now. Don't take it to heart, Mr. Ye."
Ye Feng opened his mouth and swallowed what he wanted to say. After a while, he said uncomfortably: "It's okay, I'll take someone away first."
Fang Minghui and Jiang Kezhou looked at each other, knowing that this was his voluntary concession, Fang Minghui immediately laughed: "Good boy, come and play when you have free time, Brother Fang will drink with you next time."
Ye Feng slumped his head in response, then turned to Jiang Kezhou dawdly. Jiang Kezhou thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to him: "I appreciate it, thank you."
Ye Feng looked at the slender and powerful right hand, and said with a dry smile: "Cough, you're welcome. Then what, just shake hands... I'm afraid that some people will be sour and chop me up again."
Jiang Kezhou never expected to be swayed by this little bastard, and was stunned in place. Boss Fang, who was watching the show by the side, immediately laughed like a dog, and slapped Ye Feng on the shoulder pretendingly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
hypocritical.
The dispute ended with Ye Feng's concession. Except for Su Da who guessed a little bit of the inside story, the others were all at a loss, and Jiang Kezhou made up a few nonsense to get it out of the way. Fang Minghui personally sent the group to the private room upstairs, and after the arrangements were made, Jiang Kezhou came out to thank him alone, and then took the opportunity to leave the large group and leave the venue first.
He called Su Da after he took a taxi, explaining that it was too embarrassing for him to stay any longer, and he simply avoided it in advance to avoid speculation and questioning. This matter involves privacy, so Su Da can't ask too much, so he has to be careful and remember to tell him when he gets home.
In the freezing night, the huge apartment was illuminated by lights. Empty loneliness is like a basin of cold water poured on the head, suddenly falling into the world from countless excitement and laughter.
The house is too big, it always looks empty, and the decoration can't pretend to be popular. Perhaps when the lights are not turned on, what the pale moonlight sees is its true appearance: the air conditioner blows up the wind, the wash basin is filled with autumn rain, weeds grow wildly on the marble floor, and moss marks grow darkly in the stainless steel cabinets.
Looking around, they are all at a loss.
Jiang Kezhou sat on the sofa in a daze for a while with a blank mind, and then shuffled to take a shower. His figure was reflected in the mirror, his face was still young, but his eyes were old.
Perhaps tonight's classmates will let him see the "other people's life" that he missed, and clearly realize that the original years will never turn back. The real and vivid state of mind in this period of time.
Jiang Kezhou left home at the age of fifteen, all he wanted was to get rid of the imprint on him of that poor and dilapidated Tongzilou. After ten years of struggling in the sea of people, he thought that he had walked far enough by stumbling and refusing to stop for so long. However, tonight, the lights were shining brightly, illuminating the surroundings, but he suddenly found that he was still trapped at the bottom of the well. , the walls are all cages—
And the sky hanging high above his head is still as far away as a dream within reach.
The ringing of the mobile phone shattered the silent air, and also rescued Jiang Kezhou from the white mist.
Wrapped in a bathrobe, he got under the quilt, put a towel on the pillow, and lay down with his wet hair carelessly. Jiang Kezhou didn't answer the phone until he finished all this. Then Ye Zheng's voice flooded in together with the warmth of the quilt.
"What are you doing?"
The effect was almost immediate, and Jiang Kezhou's upper and lower eyelids began to close.
"Just lay down."
"Did you go to bed so early? Don't you have a class reunion?"
Jiang Kezhou turned over, pulled the quilt up to his chin, and almost buried his head in the pillow: "Boss Fang called you to complain."
Ye Zheng's low laughter came from the other end: "You and Ye Feng are fighting, of course he has to say hello to me. I heard that Ye Feng made a move today, didn't it hurt you?"
"I didn't fight Ye Feng," Jiang Kezhou corrected him, "The one who got punched by him is the one who fought him."
He thought for a while, then explained in a low voice with some embarrassment: "I actually stand very far back, who knew that Boss Fang's eyes are so sharp..."
"Fortunately, I brought you to meet him," Ye Zheng sighed, "otherwise you would have fought that bastard Ye Feng. Before I left, I told you not to be blocked."
"What did Boss Fang tell you? It's not that serious. It's just a rant."
Ye Zheng: "You are not familiar with Ye Feng. He is used to being lawless, and he is surrounded by friends who can make trouble. He might be tempted to get into a fight with you if someone teases you a few words. Fang Minghui always dislikes him. , I also knew that he was in Lanting, so I hid on purpose."
Jiang Kezhou curled his lips: "Not necessarily, I think the two of them had a tacit understanding when they ran on me."
Ye Zheng smiled: "Are you suing me?"
Jiang Kezhou: "..."
"Okay, I'll run back for you next time." Ye Zheng accepted it as soon as he saw it: "Go to bed early. The temperature has cooled down in the past two days, and if you feel cold, add an extra quilt. Don't freeze, be obedient."
"good."
"Go to bed, good night baby."
Jiang Kezhou hummed.
The other end did not hang up the phone for a long time, and the two had nothing to say for a while, so they both remained silent.
"Be careful of your stomach," Jiang Kezhou closed his eyes after a long silence, and whispered, "Drink less and eat on time."
"Good night."
One side is entangled and ambiguous, but the other side is completely different coldness.
Ye Feng's complexion at this time is definitely not good-looking, and the act of backing down tonight made him lose face with his friends. Han Xuyang and another little boy in the back seat were still complaining endlessly: "That Jiang guy is best at making gangsters to turn black and white. Young Master Ye, you are too kind to be deceived by his duplicitous white lotus."
"That's right, we were the ones who came first, why should we give up the box to them? Just because he knows the boss? What is his origin? It doesn't look like the young master of any rich family in his clothes. He looks poor."
"Hey, he's just an ordinary office worker, how could he know a wealthy family? I think he probably made up his identity indiscriminately and let the boss recognize him as someone else. I've seen this kind of pretender a lot... Young Master Ye, what is he doing? What did I tell you?"
Ye Feng slammed on the brake suddenly, the sports car stopped suddenly, and the two little boys were caught off guard and bumped into the front seat, screaming.
Ye Feng said coldly: "Get out."
"Ye, Young Master Ye..." Han Xuyang smiled apologetically, and asked tremblingly, "Why are you so angry..."
"Get out. Don't make me say it a second time."
"Young Master Ye, in this cold weather—"
Ye Feng pushed the car door open, strode towards the back row, pulled Han Xuyang and another little boy out by the collar, went back into the car by himself, and slammed the door loudly.
Han Xuyang rushed forward and patted the car door anxiously: "Young Master Ye! Young Master Ye!!"
"piss off!"
Ye Feng yelled at him, stepped on the accelerator, and the engine hummed loudly. The sports car jumped more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, leaving two boys shivering in the cold street wind who refused to wear thick clothes for the sake of their beauty.
By the time Han Xuyang tossed back to the apartment, it was almost morning.
He exhaled a breath of frozen white air, and walked out of the elevator shivering. The house here is under the name of Li Liufeng, the boss of Xinghai. Although the elderly men can be troublesome, they don't come to check the post every day, so Han Xuyang has the opportunity to sneak out and meet some young faces, just like the one he caught tonight. big fish.
However, the name of the third son of the Xihua Ye family sounds majestic, but he is an embroidered pillow that is not worth looking at. Even the owner of a mere club can disgrace him. Han Xuyang thought of Ye Feng throwing him on the road in the middle of the night, and angrily reached into his bag for the keys. As soon as he took a step forward, the toe of his shoe suddenly kicked something placed at the door.
He took a closer look and saw a dark brown kraft envelope lying on the threshold.
There is no title or signature on the envelope, and the thin two-layer paper does not look like it contains money. Han Xuyang thought to himself that this resident probably dropped the empty envelope accidentally, he tore open the seal, and a small silver-gray card fell into his palm.
His eyes widened suddenly.