In an abandoned warehouse, Cui Haihai kicked over the red hair in front of him, and roared angrily: "You waste, why didn't you tell me before, there is a Yang Feng behind the blind tiger." ”

The red-haired nose and blue face knelt on the ground with a swollen face, and replied with crying: "Mr. Cui, the blind tiger was in charge of things before the entertainment city, this Yang Feng seems to have jumped out of thin air, the last time I met him, I thought he was a little ruffian." ”

"That person is not simple, the little ruffian is not so profound, and this person is a little hidden. The black-skinned weirdo next to him said with a calm face.

Cui Hai squinted his eyes and asked, "You mean his kung fu is above you?"

The black-skinned monster said in a muffled voice, "Even if it's not above me, it's not weaker than me." ”

Cui Hai was slightly stunned, the black skin, but he had never met an opponent, he was once a national martial arts champion, and he had been fighting underground black boxing for several years, he actually felt that Yang Feng was difficult to deal with, and even wanted to admit defeat?

He couldn't help cursing: "Damn, it's all fucking waste, I haven't raised you for so long and I can't use any of them at critical moments." I spent so much energy for this piece of land, and now I finally got to the last step, but I was defeated by a Yang Feng who suddenly appeared, and I couldn't take this piece of land, and my energy in the past few years has been in vain. ”

Hongmao said aggrievedly: "Mr. Cui, in fact, we already have so much land in our hands now, and the land in the east of the city belongs to us except for the entertainment city, why do we have to hold on to that old piece of land." ”

Cui Haihai slapped him a few times and yelled, "What do you know? I didn't do so much to get that piece of land, I fucking ......"

He glared at the red fur and roared angrily: "I can't tell you this waste, we don't have much time, and we won't have a good time if we can't take that piece of land then! ”

"You hurry up and investigate what Yang Feng is all about, we have to think of another way to deal with them. Cui Hai yelled irritably.

The red fur answered a few times and crawled out with a roll.

The black-skinned monster stood beside him, his eyes dark.

Cui Hai glanced at him and said ruthlessly: "Black skin, you know what the people above are, if you can't play your value, you know what your result will be." ”

The black-skinned monster's eyes paused, revealing a cold light.

"Yang Feng handed it over to me. If I can't kill him, I'll solve it myself, and I don't need you to do it. The black monster walked out directly.

Paramount was closed for repairs, Blind Tiger assisted Xiaoya in specific matters, Yang Feng was in charge of fundraising, since he returned to Suicheng, he could no longer take advantage of his identity as a rich second generation, without this identity, he found that he was simply a penniless poor bastard.

Now except for a rich fiancée Murong Qing by his side, he has no access to any big money.

Yang Feng waited for a day in Nanda Group before seeing Murong Qing coming back tired from stepping on high heels.

Yang Feng hurriedly greeted him and took the documents and backpack in Murong Qing's hand diligently.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say to see your father?"

Murong Qing glanced at Yang Feng and pouted angrily.

This was a casual lie he told when the assistant called to urge Yang Feng to come back to work.

Yang Feng nodded again and again and said, "Yes, wife, I'll come back when I go to see it, don't I think the company is too busy and want to come back early to help you." ”

Murong Qing glanced at him suspiciously: "I heard me right, Yang Feng, what kind of ghost idea do you want to fight?"

Yang Feng smiled wryly, was his intention so obvious?

"No, no, wife, you must be very tired when you just came back, let's go back to the office and rest first. ”

They walked into the office, Yang Feng was busy, he personally served tea and poured water, and he wanted to help her massage and relax, not to mention how contrived her flattering look was.

Murong Qing finally couldn't stand it anymore, she put down the document in her hand and looked at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng immediately trotted forward and asked with a smile, "Wife, do you need something?" I'll help you do it right away. ”

"Tell me the truth, did you cause any trouble outside again?" Murong Qing asked in confusion as she bit her lip.

He waved his hand again and again and replied, "No, I haven't gone out for the past two days, so I can cause anything." ”

"Or is Qin Taibao looking for someone to harass you again?"

"How dare he, I guess he can't get out of bed in the hospital now. ”

Yang Feng suddenly had an idea, he was worried that he couldn't find an excuse to ask Murong Qing for money.

Since the last time he rescued Murong Qing from Qin Taibao, he found that Murong Qing's attitude towards him had changed a lot, at least he didn't hate him as much as before.

Could it be that the drama of the hero saving the beauty has worked?

That can just be used as a bargaining chip to make a small request, it's not that he is shameless, but in fact, only Murong Qing can help him at the moment.

Yang Feng deliberately stretched out his arm, and then sighed.

"What's wrong, are you injured?" Murong Qing asked nervously stepping forward.

Yang Feng lifted the clothes on his waist, and an earthworm-like wound on his waist was exposed.

Murong Qing gasped, her eyes showed a look of surprise and distress, and she asked nervously, "What's going on?" Why didn't I know that you were injured so badly, was it because Qin Taibao's people beat you?"

Looking at Murong Qing's worried look, Yang Feng felt a little guilty in his heart, but compared to making her angry, this kind of white lie could be regarded as a last resort.

"Don't worry, this is an old injury, it's just that I was beaten again when I fought with someone surnamed Qin last time, and it always hurts from time to time in the past two days. ”

"Then you didn't go to the hospital for a check-up. ”

"I still don't go, and it costs money to go, and the doctors have said that if they want to be treated, they will have to spend a lot of money. ”

Murong Qing pulled him and said angrily: "What do you call this, if you are injured, you have to be treated, otherwise it will be a lifetime to leave the root of the disease in the future." ”

Looking at Murong Qing's sincere eyes, Yang Feng put down his clothes to cover his wounds, such injuries are countless on his body, these are all traces left in various countries and regions in the world in the past few years.

"I'll advance 1 million to you from the company first, and you take the money to ask the doctor how to cure this disease. ”

Yang Feng paused, and swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"One million?" "Mom, Murong Qing is really generous, this is a big temptation.

When Yang Feng was struggling with his conscience and reality, Murong Qing spoke again.

"Isn't one million not enough, I heard that it costs a lot of money to change an organ, then two million, not enough for me to give. ”

Yang Feng snorted and almost didn't fall, the female president is different, the shots are more than one million, with these two million casinos, you can turn over.

Yang Feng stepped forward and hugged Murong Qing into his arms, and took the opportunity to rub it, and said movingly: "Wife, you are so good to me, so far in this world, except for my father, you should be the best for me." ”

Murong Qing didn't break free from his embrace this time, but said: "Yang Feng, I've also thought about it in the past two days, anyway, I have to get married sooner or later, and whoever I marry can't escape the relationship of interests, it's better to marry a poor ghost, so that others won't say that I am a sugar daddy behind my back, right?" ”

How does this sound like a derogatory term?

Yang Feng let go of her and looked at her puzzled. "Wife, why did you say this all of a sudden? ”

Murong Qing shrugged her shoulders and sat down at the table: "What my dad said is right, now your family is down, if I regret the marriage, then how can I raise my head in the circle after that, and ......"

"What's wrong?"

Murong Qing's eyes were misty, and her mood was a little heavy.

What kind of song is this good?

Murong Qing sighed lightly and said, "Yang Feng, you can tell your uncle to make an appointment to meet my father another day." ”

He didn't know where to find his dad, how to meet him.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "There is no rush to meet, and it is not too late to talk about marriage after our career is stable now." ”

Murong Qing covered her face and paused, then said, "I don't want to get married either, but my dad can't wait." ”

What does it have to do with Murong Nan whether they get married or not, is it possible that they still want to hold their grandson in an old-fashioned way.

"He's seriously ill, and I'm afraid he won't live long. Murong Qing covered her face and cried after speaking.

Yang Feng opened his mouth, this news is indeed a bit explosive, the last time they met, he accidentally touched Murong Nan's pulse, it was indeed a little chaotic, but it wasn't to die.

Yang Feng felt that this matter was a bit suspicious, if he really had some serious illness, he could help.

He stepped forward and comforted: "Wife, don't be too sad, I'll go back with you to see my father-in-law at night, I still know a little about medicine." ”

Murong Qing raised her head with teary eyes and asked, "You really understand medical skills." ”

If he told Murong Qing that he was once an unrivaled master in the medical field, would she scold herself for being insane.

It's better to keep a low profile.

Yang Feng nodded: "I understand, maybe I can cure him." ”

"When, you're still bragging. Murong Qing didn't believe it at all.

"Okay, I'm bragging, wife, you see it's getting late, let's go see my father-in-law together." ”

"Who's your father-in-law, flamboyant. Murong Qing snorted angrily.

After the two left the company, they drove directly to Murong's house.

After entering the door, Yang Feng saw Murong Nan drinking tea on the sofa.

After saying hello, Yang Feng observed Murong Nan's face, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, the old man didn't look like a dying person.

"Virtuous nephew, you're here, why don't you see your father?" Murong Nan looked outside.

"My dad is too busy, I'm coming to visit you instead of him, it's a little bit of caution on my part. Yang Feng handed over the gift to Murong Nan, and touched it between his wrists, and suddenly became more and more suspicious in his heart.

This pulse is not a terminal illness at all, but like a ......

Could it be ......

Yang Feng was secretly frightened, but remained silent, and said, "Old man, what's wrong with your body, what kind of disease do you have?"

"Hey, I'm afraid I'm running out of time, virtuous nephew, I have a wish before I die, that is, I want to see you and Qing'er get married. Murong Nan coughed as he spoke.

"Dad, don't talk about it, if you're not feeling well, just rest, you don't have to worry about me and Yang Feng. ”

Murong Qing was very nervous and helped Murong Nan.

"Qing'er, you listen to me finish speaking, I may have an accident at any time, I have decided, the two of you will get married tomorrow, how about it?" Murong Nan covered his mouth and coughed violently, his face pale.

"What, Dad, don't be so anxious, you are still sick now, let's talk about me and Yang Feng ......"

"Do you want to wait until I die and not see the day you get married?" Murong Nan roared angrily, trembling all over.

"I, I ......" Murong Qing wanted to say goodbye, looked at Yang Feng, and really couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"If you don't want to, then I'm dead now. ”

Murong Nan actually spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell down all of a sudden, twitching all over, but still persistent, "Qing'er, do you want to?"

With tears in her eyes, Murong Qing bit her lip with a complicated expression, looked at Yang Feng, but couldn't open her mouth.