Ye Wei hesitated for a very short time, her mood fluctuated, and she almost didn't even see Wang Fuxing, she looked at her daughter who was still in Wang Fuxing's arms, and walked over and sat down with a smile, not sitting next to him, but sitting next to Chu Qianyuan, in all fairness, Ye Wei is not a difficult woman to get along with, she is now the general manager of a company in Huating that is far from being a first-line company, and her ability is naturally nothing to say, if she is too rigid, she can't communicate with her subordinates, and she is not lacking in basic behavior and politeness. On the contrary, it has a kind of warmth and smoothness, which makes people involuntarily feel intimate.

This kind of affinity that is almost devastating, Xia Qinwei does not have, and Huangfu Lingxi does not have it, Chu Qianyuan has some on his body, but compared with the best young woman in front of him, it is quite a distance.

Woman.

Although Wang Fuxing already knew her name, every time he saw it, the two words that came to his heart were still not Ye Wei, but a young woman.

Every woman's life is a process of continuous evolution in the eyes of outsiders, the yellow-haired girl in childhood, the young and innocent girl in her youth, and then the girl who is ignorant but longing for love, and then there are two big roads in front of them, one is the inner full and powerful royal sister route, Chen Hualou is undoubtedly the best in this, mature, intellectual, steady, peaceful, majestic, I don't know how many people can be called King Kong undefeated in the eyes, and the other is the young woman route who marries her man as the center of the world, relatively simple, Well-behaved and gentle, housekeeping, and then, whether it is a royal sister or a young woman, she must evolve to a mature woman, this is undoubtedly the last glamorous period for women, well-maintained, even to the age of fifty still maintain a super high return rate, poorly maintained, in his thirties, he may have a vicissitudes of life that is more than ten years old than his own age, Wang Fuxing firmly believes since the first sight of Ye Wei, even if this girl is in her forties, she can still maintain her current graceful demeanor, which is undoubtedly a very valuable affirmation.

"I can only stay here for a while, Fei'er has a cold now, and after staying outside for a long time, I'm afraid she will be more serious."

Ye Wei smiled, nodded politely with Chu Qianyuan, looked at the daughter who fed Wang Fuxing ice cream with a smile, her eyes doting, she had no husband, and raised the child alone, and the child is his only support and pillar of life now.

"It's not just a matter of being stuffy in the house, and getting out for a breath of fresh air once in a while is also good."

Wang Fuxing said softly, stroking Fei'er's little head, squinting, his eyes were soft, he didn't think that he took the initiative to invite Ye Wei to sit down and chat, but he just looked at the child who didn't mean to get off himself for a while, and naturally said, there is a woman like Chu Qianyuan Huangfu Lingxi by his side, and there is more than one, Wang Fuxing is really a psychotic if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder of scarce thinking, in terms of women, he is indeed getting closer and closer to the direction of honor and disgrace without shocking the water, Even if Ye Wei refused just now, it was nothing to him, and now sitting down is not something worth stealing, mentality is one thing, the second is that he knows that it is not difficult for this kind of woman to get along, and if he really wants to enter their world, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky, even if there is really any action, he can't be in a hurry, dealing with women is a patient job after all, especially when there are some ulterior motives in his heart, there are still a few people who can take strong drugs like Chen Hualou.

"What about you? The last time you came here to guard your wife, now it's her guarding you. ”

Ye Wei smiled softly, looked at the well-behaved and quiet Chu Qianyuan, and her eyes were full of kindness.

With her current position, she is far from reaching the top level of Huating, even if there are people at that level who are willing to tell her some interesting things, she is too lazy to listen, there is never a shortage of beauties in this world, and there is no shortage of interesting men, but they have nothing to do with her, knowing the existence of Wang Fuxing, or Li Qing, one of her best friends, and Wang Tianxiong's nagging, her world is always simple and fulfilling, guarding a memory that will never fade, watching her children grow up, and then slowly getting old, Finally say goodbye to this world, and that's enough.

She knew Wang Fuxing, and she didn't tell anyone about it.

Just as she never told Wang Fuxing that she was best friends with Chen Hualou and Li Qing, and she was also very familiar with Wang Tianxiong, the friendship between gentlemen was as light as water, and the two of them, except for a few meetings in the hospital, the possibility of communication after that was very small.

"Now it is Lingxi who is still lying in the hospital, she is the front edge, surnamed Chu, and they are all my women."

Wang Fuxing said softly, gentle and firm, not at all feeling how unreasonable his words were.

Chu Qianyuan smiled sweetly, and he didn't feel any grievances.

Ye Wei sighed, her posture was elegant, she didn't despise, she didn't envy, she wasn't surprised, the clouds were rolling, the flowers were blooming and falling, and she could look at things that had nothing to do with her.

A new Magotan with a Beijing ordinary license plate slowly drove into the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army, unassuming and low-key.

Wang Fuxing was very keenly aware that when Ye Wei saw this car, a trace of surprise suddenly bloomed in her eyes, and then a trace of complexity flashed, and finally she sighed faintly, a little hesitant.

Magotan stopped in front of Wang Fuxing and his party very accurately.

A young man of the same age as Wang Fuxing slowly got out of the car, stood in place, and looked at Ye Wei quietly, his eyes soft.

At the beginning, the four people in the 213 dormitory of Huaqing University in Beijing, Fang Haoran is undoubtedly the existence with the highest coquettish index and almost supergod-like, when walking on the road with Wang Fuxing, Huzi, and Yan Di, I occasionally saw some seniors sitting in the school with a depressed face and smoking, and they would always muttered sourly, saying that such animals are the most fucking people who want to kick their feet, they are all brains that pretend to be forced to a certain level, and pretend to be blind with a melancholy temperament,The more sad the better,Childhood sweethearts ran away with people and it was a good ending.,Being beaten by parents is a trivial matter.,The most thing I can't stand is to pull some stories of life and death.,It's really okay.,But the can't bear eighty percent of the nonsense that is made up.,To the greatest extent, arouse the motherhood of the sister.,First seduce the tears.,And then seduce the body.,What's more excessive is that after the breakup, his mother said sorry with a vicissitudes of life.,I can't forget my ex-girlfriend.,But I can't make the sister can't hold a grudge.,Even if you break up, you can't forget, This kind of animal should be killed, shot, put into the oil pot, and executed.

Yan Di, who rarely speaks, often comes up with a sentence that you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, just like you, don't say that you can't pretend to be that chicken. Ba melancholy temperament, even if it is pretended, the girl is too lazy to bird you.

Fang Haoran would scold and roll out, staring at Yan Di with squinted eyes, and said with disdain: "Although the melancholy flow is owed. Fuck, but someone who takes the cold route is even more deserving of his uncle's killing, waves of girls pounce on you, and the offense is extremely cheap, so that the buddies can see how embarrassing, no wonder you have such a high hatred value among the masters.

At that time, Wang Fuxing was often very smart like Huzi, he didn't speak, Huzi was too lazy to speak, but Wang Fuxing knew very well that once he spoke, Fang Haoran would repeat the same old tune, saying that Ye Xiaohua is such a good sister-in-law, she is really blind when she sees you.

Wang Fuxing sat on the edge of the flower bed and recalled some conversations from his college days, smiled bitterly in his heart, and saw that there seemed to be only his own Chu Qianyuan in his eyes, and subconsciously touched his nose, as if he had broken Teacher Chu's state of mind at that time, and he also inadvertently walked a debt. the melancholy flow route.

Wang Fuxing touched her little nose, and finally looked up at this young man who gave him too many associations at first glance.

With a height of about 1.75 meters, he is thin, and his figure is not strong, but he looks very weak and seems to be in poor health.

is a very handsome face, but at this time, it is the same as Wang Fuxing, pale and pale.

Black trench coat, with neatly combed long hair, decent, the most attractive thing is the kind of temperament on his body.

It's too vicissitudes. It's so melancholy. It's so decadent.

Too silly. compared.

is different from the temperament that has been painstakingly imitated and disguised by countless people at the moment, his body obviously has a melancholy temperament that almost makes women feel a little distressed and trembling at first sight, very thick, very pure, with an almost bleak despair, coupled with his pale face, I am afraid that most women can't wait to hold him in their arms and comfort him when they see him.

Even Wang Fuxing is almost certain that this is a man who has been injured.

It's just that a good young man has despair in his eyes all the time, how badly does this hurt?

Wang Fuxing's eyes were calm, looking at the buddy who suddenly came out, he didn't speak, and looking at his appearance, it seemed that he had something to do with Ye Wei.

The little girl sitting on Wang Fuxing's lap looked up and saw the young man standing not far away, suddenly cheered, jumped down from Wang Fuxing, hugged the young man's thigh, and said sweetly with a smile: "Little uncle, why are you here?" ”

Little uncle.

Magotan of the capital license.

Ye Wei of Huating.

Wang Fuxing's eyes flashed, and he remained silent.

The young man hugged Fei'er with warm eyes, even if he laughed, it was still distressing, and he said softly: "I heard that Fei'er is sick, of course my uncle wants to come and see, can I play with you here for a few days?" ”

"Hmm."

Fei'er nodded vigorously, smiling very sweetly, hugging the young man's neck affectionately, as if she was not visible at all.

The complexity in Ye Wei's eyes gradually disappeared, she frowned, and said softly: "You are not in good health, what are you doing here?" ”

The young man shook his head, shouted Sister with a bright smile, coughed, and said with a smile: "I can't die yet, but Fei'er, my lungs have not been very good since I was a child, and once I have the flu, it is always easy to be infected, I can't rest assured, come and take a look." ”

Ye Wei sighed lightly.

It's obviously a brother and sister, but it feels like it's more alive than with a stranger.

The young man seemed to have long been accustomed to such treatment, sighed, looked at Wang Fuxing, and wondered: "Who is this?" ”

"It's uncle."

Fei'er couldn't wait to give an answer that made people laugh and cry, for her, Wang Fuxing was indeed an uncle, but for the young man, it was not the case at all.

"Hello, Wang Fuxing."

Wang Fuxing and Chu Qianyuan took the initiative to stand up, stretched out their hands, and looked calm.

The young man's eyebrows suddenly raised upward, which was exactly the same as Wang Fuxing's eyebrows, he seemed to be a little surprised, he glanced at Wang Fuxing deeply, hugged Fei'er with one hand, shook Wang Fuxing with the other hand, and said softly: "Ye Shuyan." ”

At that moment, Chu Qianyuan's body stiffened, lowered her head slightly, and looked at the ground, no one knew what kind of brilliance she had in her eyes.

Wang Fuxing, who was keenly aware of the young man's action of raising his eyebrows and Chu Qianyuan's reaction, silently wrote down the name, remained silent, smiled as usual, touched Fei'er's head, and laughed softly: "Fei'er, go in with your uncle and mother, have a good rest, uncle is playing with you another day, okay?" ”

Fei'er looked at her uncle, and then at her uncle, and seemed to hesitate, but after being glared at by her mother, she pouted and said, "Okay, goodbye, uncle." ”

"Goodbye."

Wang Fuxing smiled gently.

Ye Shuyan and Ye Wei said hello to Wang Fuxing and walked back to the hospital building quietly.

Ye Shuyan, who drove a Magotan from the capital to Huating, seemed to be particularly fond of his little niece, and let her ride on his neck, and only after he was far away from Wang Fuxing did he have a playful look in his eyes and said softly: "Sister, is it really that?" ”

Ye Wei smiled indifferently and said quietly: "It should be." However, the possibility of duplicate names cannot be ruled out. ”

Ye Shuyan sighed and fell into deep thought.

Flower bed side.

After Chu Qianyuan waited for the sisters and brothers to add a little girl to go away, without waiting for Wang Fuxing to take the initiative to ask, he took the lead in frowning and said thoughtfully: "This Sister Ye Wei is not simple." ”

"How?"

Wang Fuxing smiled casually, Chu Qianyuan has been studying in the capital from elementary school to high school, and has a good relationship with Xia Qinwei, it is not strange to know a peer of the same age as them, maybe it is still a classmate or something.

Chu Qianyuan frowned, shook his head, nodded again, and silently recited the name Ye Shuyan over and over again.

"What's the matter? What makes you feel like a great enemy? Silly girl, do I have a grudge against him, are you still afraid that he can suddenly stab me? ”

Wang Fuxing joked, it seemed to be a little cold, lazy Chu Qianyuan's shoulder, and slowly walked to the hospital.

"Do you know the Seven Princes of the capital?"

Chu Qianyuan said softly, raised his eyes, and looked at Wang Fuxing.

Wang Fuxing felt a while in his heart.

The Seven Sons of the Capital.

It sounds like a lot of nonsense, but in the upper circles, these seven people, each of them has a huge force behind them!

Qin Tianjiao and Chen Fengxiao, one is at the top of the list, and the other is in the position of Tanhua, who can give people like them the same name, which one is mediocre? Which one would be an ordinary person?!

Maybe the top few people in the Seven Sons don't care about this broken ranking, but the next few people, as well as a large number of sons and daughters other than the Seven Sons, all want to be on the throne in their dreams.

"Don't tell me that this Ye Shuyan is one of the seven sons of the capital."

Wang Fuxing joked.

Chen Fengxiao's kind of sincere and low-key son-in-law has a domineering side, and has a bearing that people dare not underestimate at a glance, as for Qin Tianjiao, it makes everyone feel dangerous, the seven sons of the capital, being able to include these two people has already shown the full gold content, the young man just now...

Wang Fuxing thought about it, he can afford to be evaluated by four words, but the unusually obvious despair and melancholy on his body don't look like a wealthy family, although the big and young are not necessarily arrogant, but what kind of family background produces what kind of talent, the seventh prince must be the most outstanding young heir of each force, such a person, even if he has demons and obsessions, he will not despair, otherwise how deep should that obsession be?

"If there is no duplicate name, it should be."

Chu Qianyuan muttered to himself, since he heard the name Ye Shuyan, his brows did not loosen.

"Oh, the first of the seven princes?"

Wang Fuxing chuckled, but his eyes were already slightly cautious.

Qin Tianjiao and Chen Fengxiao are not simple characters, in this comparison, Wang Fuxing does not dare to despise even the few people behind.

"Second."

Chu Qianyuan raised his head and said softly-

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