Seeing that number, Zhong Yuan was a little surprised, and was stunned and hurriedly picked it up.

Zhong Yuan's voice was indeed Liang Jingtao's voice on the other end of the phone, but Zhong Yuan suddenly thought that something was wrong? Even if he was an international caller?

Before she could finish her doubts, Liang Jingtao continued: Zhong Yuan, there is something I have to tell you. You're the boss of this bunch of girls, and you're going to hold on, and I know you've always been the strongest.

Zhong Yuan listened to his voice, but his mind went blank.

Are you still listening?

Liang Jingtao on the other end of the phone called urgently, but the mobile phone in Zhong Yuan's hand fell to the ground with a click, and it took her a long time to realize something, and then slowly squatted down and picked up the mobile phone and buckled it, completely ignoring Liang Jingtao's anxious voice on the other end of the phone.

Zhong Yuan had no idea how she had walked into this small bar hidden in a small alley, and she didn't know how she had fallen on the bar as soon as she entered, so she was clinging to the bar like a dead fish with her messy hair like a waterfall, and her eyes were scattered and her soul wandered away at the call of the waiter.

Ni Kun had just finished washing up and was about to eat breakfast. Last night it was very stormy, and the shaking glass window rattled loudly, so that he did not sleep well, and his expression was still a little confused.

No one knew that he would hide in the loft of this bar hidden deep in a small alley. It is said that Da is hidden in the city, and in the corner behind this prosperity, it is a quiet place for him to escape from the world.

He was wearing thick sea otter fur slippers and his favorite light khaki cashmere coat, and he walked down from the stairs lazily, and couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw Zhong Yuan lying on the bar and asking for a drink.

Before he could ask, a good-looking young girl said, "This girl came in before the opening opened early in the morning."

The girl was dressed as a waiter, and her eyes were full of admiration and respect when she looked at Ni Kun.

I still remember the first time I saw Ni Kun in that luxury nightclub, she desperately escaped from those people, she didn't expect that her biological father, who was addicted to gambling and drugs, would sell her into that kind of place.

Desperate, she happened to meet Ni Kun getting out of the elevator, so she knelt down in front of him, begging him to save herself.

I still remember that day in that suite, she was shivering in a bath towel, looking at the white-faced Confucian man in front of her like a frightened little beast, he smiled faintly, and actually carried the warmth of the spring breeze in March.

If it was him who was a little lucky in her heart, and couldn't escape this catastrophe anyway, then it would be considered lucky.

However, he just sat on the sofa with her and drank coffee and chatted about some family matters, asking her about her situation and predicament, just like a brother next door.

Later, she cried like a child about what happened to her, telling him that she had also fought but did not escape from her father's control after all, and that she also had a boyfriend she loved, but she was destined to not be able to stay together.

He just listened silently, neither consoling nor interrupting.

Maybe because he was too involved, he cried too sadly, and he was too relaxed in front of him, so in the end, he didn't even know when he fell asleep and when he left.

Later, he found himself again, rented a small bar for himself, and let him run it here with his boyfriend, on the only condition that the attic upstairs with a view of Chang'an Street at night was left to him.

Although the bar is small and the turnover is average, there is no pressure of rent and taxes, and it is enough for her and her boyfriend to live, and they have saved some money to get married after the New Year.

To this day, they don't know who he is, they just know that he should be a rich man with some quirks.

He only came to stay occasionally, and when he was happy, he would drink and chat with the guests in the bar. Most of the guests who come here are some tourists who come to the imperial capital, and everyone chats about some anecdotes from all over the world, no one knows the identity of the other party, and no one is interested in inquiring about the past of others.

This kind of rare freedom and casualness must also be what he likes.

She didn't know his name either, she just called him big brother with her boyfriend.

It's very simple, but it's also a very heartwarming name.

Zhong Yuan lay on the bar, gulping down the spirits.

She suddenly hated her physique of not getting drunk for a thousand glasses, no matter how much she drank, she could stay sober, and she couldn't use alcohol to kill her sorrows.

Drink less!Ni Kun walked over and pressed down the wine glass she was holding.

Drinking so much alcohol early in the morning is that no one's body can bear it.

Zhong Yuan rubbed his messy hair, fumbled for a long time and took out a bank card from his pocket: I have money!

With that, she snatched the glass again, poured herself a full one, and then poured it down.

Ni Kun was a little angry: We won't sell it!

Zhong Yuan put on the hat of his jacket, stood up without saying a word, lowered his head, and pushed the door out.

Ni Kun was a little worried, so he followed behind her.

The wind mixed with the ice and rain blew Zhong Yuan staggering, and she was tall and thin, like a tree that could break at any moment.

Ni Kun was also blown away by the wind, he knew that this strange girl had something in her heart, she drank so much and didn't know if there was something.

Seeing Zhong Yuan suddenly stop in front of a tree, Ni Kun thought she was going to vomit, but saw her bow her head and spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Ni Kun was startled, and hurriedly shouted at the waiter behind him: Hurry up and drive my car out and send her to the hospital!

It's a terrible stomach bleed.

Zhong Yuan covered his mouth and waved his hand: Thank you, I'm fine, but I feel uncomfortable.

Anyway, she didn't care about Ni Kun's stunned expression, she suddenly ran, she ran fast, and quickly disappeared from Ni Kun's sight.

Ni Kun looked at the alley where she disappeared, and then looked at the blood stains left on the ground, and suddenly felt as if he had a dream, but the person in the dream, he never saw her face clearly, but the long hair like ink like a waterfall made him feel a sense of déjà vu.

**

Lan Jiyu sat on the bed in pajamas and a camel hair vest.

Zheng Manlin came to make trouble yesterday, although it has been settled, but her heart is still depressed.

The woman's methods were so effective that she really couldn't stand any stimulation anymore.

She handed a document bag to Shang Peng, who was standing in front of her, and smiled at him: Brother Shang Peng, this is for you, thank you for taking care of it all the time.

Shang Peng opened the file bag with doubts, and couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.

Xiaoyu, what are you?

Lan Jiyu lowered his head: This is the property in my name, mainly some real estate of my family, I gave it to you. Find a time to ask someone from the notary office to do justice as soon as possible!

Shang Peng was a little stupid and didn't understand what she meant.

I'm running out of time. Lan Jiyu raised his face and grabbed his heart with his hand, but he still kept smiling.

Her face was paler, her lips were purple, and even her eyes had a faint blue-black tinge.

Why don't you know what to say for a while.

He had always been thinking about what he wanted to get, and now he was at a loss for what to do when it was so easily handed over to him.

Just do as I say! Lan Jiyu held his hand, but found that it was even colder than his own hands: for a dead person, even guarding a mountain of gold is meaningless. I will never forget the people who have helped me, and I will give the port of my home to Brother Ni Kun, and I have written it in my will.

For the first time, Shang Peng felt that there was a pain in his heart that was about to be broken.

The Lan family is ruined, and it is best to die all, isn't this the result he has been expecting? But when this day really comes, why is he suddenly so sad?

This girl, this girl he had been ignoring, he just regarded her as the daughter of the enemy, a poor girl who was seriously ill. He had never used her and he didn't care to use a patient as a pawn, that was what little bit of sanity and pride he had, but why was he so uncomfortable today, his heart trembling uncontrollably.

Thank you, Brother Shang Peng. I'm sure you can protect these and pass them on. Blue Monsoon smiled and was so innocent, like a post-rain orchid blooming on the cliff, beautiful and weak but faintly strong.

Shang Peng didn't know how to refuse her, so he could only quietly walk out the door with those documents.

His heart was suddenly emptied, the goal he had been working on was gone, and his life suddenly had no direction.

I got what I had been looking for all my life, but it felt like a joke

I don't know if it's psychological induction, Xiang Xiaoyuan always felt that something was wrong, although it was certain that Zheng Manlin would not go to the trouble of Lan Jiyu again, but he still couldn't rest assured.

After lunch, she came to Lan's house and saw that Lan Jiyu was safe and sound, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

You came just in time, I was looking for you! Lan Jiyu took her hand and ordered someone to put refreshments on the table, and the two of them sat in the flower room on the terrace and talked.

It's only been a day, and the blue monsoon looks much haggard. Her long hair was messily pulled into a low ponytail and hung over her shoulders, and she wore white loungewear and a silver fox fur shawl.

Wearing such luxurious clothes on her body reflected her more and more pale, and her complexion was very bad.

Xiaoyu, are you okay?Xiang Xiaoyuan was not at ease and asked cautiously.

Lan Jiyu shook his head, then twisted his face to the side.

Outside the window, it was rainy and dry, but the flower room was full of life and greenery. The big-flowered orchid bloomed just right, Lan Xinyu reached out and broke off a branch, put it in the palm of his hand and played with it, and said for a long time:

Xiaoyuan, can you do me a favor?

Xiang Xiaoyuan nodded hurriedly, and then remembered to ask something.

I want to sell the company, and I want Mr. Cheng to help me talk to Lou, he is very familiar with business matters and has a lot of experience, so it is better for him to come forward to talk.

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