Chapter 33: My Man

"Okay." Yang Ting nodded, stood up and turned around to go out, walked to the door, opened the door, turned his head and said to Zhao Huchen: "It's like I told my daughter, I'll deal with this matter, you stay in Ziyuan for the past two days, don't run around outside, in this acre and three points of land, no one can take anyone away without me nodding." ”

Zhao Huchen nodded, did not say thank you, he and Yang Ting both understood that these two words did not have any meaning, and there was no free lunch in this world, Yang Ting helped Zhao Huchen bear such a big trouble, Zhao Huchen had to pay.

"How about doing things with me? Don't worry, I won't let you do something like stealing chickens and dogs to kill criminals, even if you are willing, I am willing, my daughter will not be willing, I will let you help me manage some industries. Yang Ting's conditions were not unexpected by Zhao Huchen.

"No problem." Zhao Huchen nodded.

Yang Ting smiled with satisfaction, and then closed the door and left.

The room returned to darkness again, Zhao Huchen glanced at the empty bowl of Chinese medicine placed next to the bed, thinking of the Nizi who moved him twice in a day, and the warmth in his heart gently rippled like mercury, just as the moonlight slipped into the room from the window, Zhao Huchen, who was leaning on the bed, took out the jade pendant that was carried by his side whenever he was on the chest, and his heart was as calm as water.

When a person is incapable, he blindly recklessly ends, and his fate may not have anything to do with the hero, and the greater probability is to become a bear who is ridiculed by others, Zhao Huchen knows that he does not have the ability to level the Zhang family and the pearl. Maybe according to what Yang Ting originally expected of him, after twenty or thirty years of obscurity, he may not be able to stand in a position comparable to the current Yang Ting, but he has no time to wait, and it will take twenty or thirty years to climb to a position that is unattainable for ordinary people. Therefore, today's adventure is also his desperate gamble, if he loses, he may not even be able to get out of the pearl, and if he wins, he will be able to maximize the position in a short period of time.

The lucky woman once again made a choice in Zhao Huchen's favor at the crossroads, and it turned out that he won. At least Yang Ting's attitude has changed dramatically.

Now his departure can't help but remind Zhao Huchen of what his grandfather, who has been buried in Zhaojia Village for half his life, said a long time ago, in this society, he eats a bite of food, and he is playing all the time, the little people have the chessboard of the little people, the big people have the game of the big people, the little people work hard all their lives, and the intrigue and intrigue all their lives between the big people's games is just the exchange and transposition between a chess piece and another chess piece, and a small person wants to sit on the big plate of the game, not only needs a thick enough black city, Enough ruthless and decisive means, but also believe in ethereal luck, and most importantly, walk on thin ice step by step, with a fearful mentality.

The old man who chased the old man early when Zhao Huchen was twenty years old seemed to be dead, and Zhao Huchen would definitely have his own deeds, so he, as well as the master who was also buried in Zhaojia Village, tirelessly taught their knowledge in Zhao Huchen's twenty years of life.

Zhao Huchen doesn't know where his future path is, what height he will go to, whether he will fall down and die, but he knows that this big dye vat, once he enters it, he will become a clown if he doesn't become a dan, and if he is out, it means death.

The next day, Zhao Huchen got up early in the morning, and was about to go out to decoct the medicine, but saw Yang Caiwei, who got up earlier than him, squatting outside the courtyard and guarding the Chinese medicine stove in a daze.

At this time, Aunt Wu happened to come over, and when she saw Zhao Huchen, she stopped, pointed to Yang Caiwei, who was facing away from them in the courtyard, and lowered her voice and said, "When I came, Miss was already waiting for me to teach her how to decoct Chinese medicine, I originally planned to come in person but couldn't resist her." ”

Zhao Huchen smiled and nodded, quietly walked behind Yang Caiwei, leaned down and hugged this sometimes silly cute Nizi from behind.

"It's the same when Aunt Wu comes to fry, why does it have to be so hard?" Zhao Huchen asked softly.

Yang Caiwei, who was taken aback by Zhao Huchen, turned her head and glanced at Zhao Huchen, showed a sweet and bright smile, and said, "Of course it's different, I have to decoct the medicine for you personally to rest assured!" ”

"Did you get better from yesterday's burn?" Zhao Huchen held Yang Caiwei's hand and turned his arm upside down, the redness and swelling had improved a lot, but the traces could still be clearly seen.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yang Caiwei is not a heartless stupid girl, regardless of her hard work and exhaustion, she tried her best to please Zhao Huchen, firstly, she really felt sorry for Zhao Huchen, and secondly, she also hoped that Zhao Huchen could see her dedication, although she had never been in love, and she had never set foot in this emotional circle that seemed to her to be somewhat mysterious and even a little terrifying, but Yang Caiwei still understood a superficial truth, there will never be wishful thinking in this world, she admitted that she was hopelessly on Zhao Huchen's thief ship, She wanted to hold on to the mast of the thief ship with all that she had. At this time, the distress on Zhao Huchen's face is the best reward for her.

The next day was not shocked, Zhao Huchen's son still developed according to his own calm trajectory as always, and it didn't seem that anything changed because of the Zhang family's affairs, except for drinking two pieces of Chinese medicine a day, Zhao Huchen stayed in the villa in Ziyuan, read books, and then looked for clues about the jade pendant that is likely to be Yugui according to the words of Han calligraphy and painting.

The sensation caused by the incident of the Zhang family is inevitable, but this sensation did not affect Zhao Huchen of Ziyuan under human intervention, and Zhao Huchen is still the same, he did not feel that he would be able to kill the two men of the Zhang family, and he was also not afraid of the Zhang family's revenge because of this, he treated the waves of the outside world indifferently with an attitude that was almost irrelevant.

And Yang Caiwei has been accompanying Zhao Huchen these days without going out, although occasionally the mobile phone rings, but she didn't even bother to look at it and hung up the phone, and later even turned it off directly.

Until one night, as soon as Yang Caiwei, who was bouncing back to her room from Zhao Huchen's room downstairs, closed the door, the original bright smile on her face disappeared, and was replaced by an indifference that bordered on anger.

Turning on her phone, which had been turned off, dozens of prompt text messages made her phone vibrate for several minutes.

Yang Caiwei flipped through the call records, chose a number that was the most diligent in calling, sent a text message, and then turned off the phone immediately.

The next day.

Peninsula Coffee.

Yang Caiwei sat by the window, holding an ordinary latte in her hand, although she has an almost paranoid hobby for the delicate special latte in the Hyatt Atrium, but this does not mean that Yang Caiwei does not touch ordinary lattes.

The warmth of the snow-white coffee cup makes her slightly cool palms very comfortable, just like the sunlight spilled into the café outside the window makes people feel lazy, looking at the people coming and going outside the window, the coolness of autumn has swept the city, although it is located in the south, but at the end of this autumn season, you can still feel a cold that can not be ignored, and at this time, a cup of warm coffee and a beam of golden sunshine is the most comfortable enjoyment in the afternoon.

The glass door of the quiet café was pushed open, and a cute-looking girl walked into the café, and after glancing around, she saw Yang Caiwei in the corner of the window, and the cute girl seemed to be relieved, and walked over with a little relief and apprehension, sat down, and ordered a glass of Blue Mountain to the waiter.

"Picking rose." The friend Zhou Qiqi looked at actually felt a little nervous, and this feeling was something that Jiang Sisi, who was the strongest in the circle of friends, had never felt before.

Yang Caiwei is the best talkative one in their circle, almost never blushing and arguing with others, first, she is the most beautiful and has a very deep background, those men who are also in this circle can't scold her, let alone make the eldest lady angry, and among their girls, Zhou Qiqi is also the most talkative with Yang Caiwei, because Zhou Qiqi will not feel the pride and arrogance from Yang Caiwei's body and Jiang Sisi.

"Qiqi, how long have we known each other?" Yang Caiwei took a sip of latte gently, the Italian coffee is mellow and far-reaching, plus a lot of rich milk, the combination of the two makes the latte full of an intoxicating sweet smell, with a little sticky coffee sliding from the cup into the mouth, giving people the feeling that they are not drinking coffee but drinking milk, the richness of milk and the long aftertaste of coffee make latte have unique capital, and this sweet taste is more sweet than bitter is also the reason why Yang Caiwei chose it.

"If you count from the first meeting in junior high school, it should have been seven or eight years." Zhou Qiqi took the coffee brought by the waiter, stirred the coffee with a spoon, and said.

"Well, in the past seven or eight years of friendship, let me ask you today, did you and Jiang Sisi team up to lie to me that day?" Yang Caiwei put down the snow-white porcelain cup, the supple and naïve in front of her friends and Zhao Huchen does not mean that she is really a woman who has been sold and stupidly helps people make some money, with a father like Yang Ting, what kind of daughter will be born can probably be guessed one or two, but she has never shown this strong dormant in her genes, she likes to be a good girl more than a strong woman like Jiang Sisi who has to calculate everything, the premise of all this is not to touch her bottom line, and now, Zhao Huchen is her bottom line.

Zhou Qiqi understood that Yang Caiwei had the meaning of asking for guilt, but he didn't expect that this friend, who has rarely shown a spicy side, would come so simply and directly, thinking of the only few times this friend went crazy, Zhou Qiqi sighed, this time Yang Caiwei is probably more serious.

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