The cold arrow shot at Yun Yi like a 'whoosh', and he was frightened and replied uneasily.

"Young Master, only the two of us know about this, and the others don't know about it......"

After a pause, he hurriedly defended again.

"Young master, I don't have ......"

“……”

Ming Zhan didn't say anything, but a cruel smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master......"

Yun Yi looked at him tremblingly, his eyes flustered and at a loss.

He had a clear conscience, but wasn't sure if Ming Zhan believed him. After all, only he and Ming Zhan knew about the preparation to acquire the 'Zhao family' equity in Jiang Haisheng's hands.

He didn't reveal half a point to others, and Ming Zhan was even more impossible.

What's the problem?

Ming Zhan's dark eyes were cold and wanton. Of course, he believed that Yun Yi would not betray him. Between the calcium carbide sparks, he thought of coming alone.

"Zhao Zifeng?!"

He uttered the name word for word.

"Mr. Zhao?" Yun Yi was stunned. "How did he know? Could it be Mr. Twilight? No way, I never told her about it? ”

"Worthy of Zhao Zifeng?!"

Ming Zhan's voice was a little hoarse soaked in anger. His eyes sank even more.

"Young Master, what do you mean?"

Yunyi was puzzled.

"Get out."

Ming Zhan's thin lips opened lightly and scolded angrily.

"Yes."

Yun Yi bent down, picked up the documents scattered on the ground, and walked out uneasily. As soon as he walked out of the door, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him. The voice was extremely hideous, and I didn't know what Ming Zhan had fallen.

"Why does the young master think that Mr. Zhao did it? Could it be that Mr. Zhao installed a listener on us? ”

After Ming Zhan dropped a jade ornament on the coffee table, he kicked the coffee table again.

In the air, anger and cold mingled, and ice and fire collided violently.

Ming Zhan's heart set off a monstrous wave, which could not be calmed down for a while. After sitting for a few minutes, he stood up, crossed his hands on his hips, and walked back and forth a few steps.

He went downstairs again and took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet in the dining room. When he returned to the bedroom, he frowned when he saw the mess in the house, and asked Yunyi to come in and clean up. I took the red wine to the balcony.

After Yun Yi finished packing, he didn't dare to go over, and walked out in a panic.

The night breeze hit, pouring into the open neckline of Ming Zhan, and the coolness breeded. He tilted his head slightly and drank the red wine in one gulp. The soft and sweet wine did not warm his heart, but became more and more cold.

He looked at the endless night, and a ray of gloom fell between his brows. In the end, he was too arrogant and looked down on Zhao Zifeng.

Only then did he have the idea of acquiring the equity in Jiang Haisheng's hands, and Zhao Zifeng had already made a move on Jiang Haisheng. I don't know what means he used to let Jiang Haisheng, who was originally very hostile to the Zhao family, transfer out at the original stock price. How did he willingly accept such a 'deal' that was obviously at a loss?

Soon, a bottle of red wine bottomed out. A shallow layer of drunkenness appeared in Ming Zhan's eyes. As soon as the wind blew, he couldn't help but shudder, pulled the collar of his dressing gown, and turned around and walked into the bedroom.

Yunyi has cleaned the room, and the ornaments on the coffee table have been replaced.

Ming Zhan half leaned on the bed and took his phone to check his mailbox. Inside, there are already a lot of emails. Two-thirds of them are from the headquarters of the 'Yu' group. As the heir to the group, he has a heavy burden on his shoulders.

In fact, even if he gives up this 'identity', the private wealth in his hands will not be spent in several lifetimes.

He occasionally thinks that if he gave up everything in the 'Yu' group, he would definitely have an easier life. However, there are some things that he can't give up if he wants to.

The wine was up, and his vision was slightly hazy.

Ming Zhan closed his eyes and was silent for a few minutes. The turbulent waves under my heart calmed down a little. When I opened my eyes, the words on my phone actually ghosted. It seems that there is no reply today.

He put his phone in airplane mode, threw it on the bedside table, and lay down.

In the room, only a corner of the spotlight remains. The lights are dim and shallow.

Ming Zhan closed his eyes again, and the girl who had been in his mind resurfaced again. She walked barefoot and slowly towards him. On the ground, there are roses blown down by the wind.

"The ...... of the Afantian War"

The long, affectionate voice was like a silver needle, piercing his eardrums and then piercing his heart.

Pain, a little bit, invades the bone marrow.

"Ah Zhan, why don't you go home yet?"

In the haze, the girl asked him with a crying voice.

"Who are you?"

Ming Zhan asked.

"Ah Zhan, I'm Mianmian, don't you remember me?"

When the girl heard this, her body stiffened and she stopped suddenly. A pair of black and white eyes filled with tears, and asked in a low voice.

"Who is Mianmian?"

Ming Zhan looked at her, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Sun Mengjiao......"

A hint of pain crossed the girl's eyes, and she lifted her lips and replied slowly.

“…… The bidding for the first phase of the Yuncheng Riverside Scenic Belt has come to an end, and the long-rumored Yongcheng 'Zhao' Group did not participate in the ......"

"Huh?"

Ming Zhan was stunned for a moment, and his heart rippled.

'Yuncheng Riverside Scenery Belt' is the largest civic project in Yuncheng this year, although it does not make much money, but it can accumulate a good reputation. The news he got was that Zhao Zifeng was actively striving for it. Unexpectedly, he didn't even participate in the bidding.

This person, the city is too deep?

“…… In the end, 'Zhao' passed the first round of bidding and won the first phase of the 'Cloud City Riverside Scenery Belt' project. Mr. Zhao Nancheng, general manager of 'Zhao's Group', delivered an important speech after the successful bidding......"

As soon as the female news host's voice fell, a clear male voice came out of the TV.

“…… Here, I assure you all. We must make the 'scenery belt along the river' into a high-quality project......"

The corners of Ming Zhan's lips twitched slightly, and a sneer erupted.

"Zhao Nancheng?!"

"Is it any wonder that Zhao Zifeng withdrew from the bidding?"

The relationship between Zhao Nancheng and Zhao Zifeng has been investigated clearly since he was ready to come to Yongcheng. It is rumored that their relationship is very bad, and Zhao Zifeng even forced Zhao Nancheng to divorce his sister Zhao Meina. Unexpectedly, this time, Zhao Zifeng took the initiative to help Zhao Nancheng.

This alliance must have some unknown purpose.

“…… Now insert the latest news, the former chairman of 'Xiaotian Bank', He Lianqing, who was previously detained due to economic problems, has just been rushed to Qinghe Hospital due to a heart attack......"

Ming Zhan opened his eyes abruptly and half-sat up.

Suddenly the line of sight was clear.

On the TV screen, He Lianqing, who was wearing an oxygen mask, was lying on the emergency cart, motionless.

“……”

Ming Zhan frowned, and a long needle seemed to have pierced the corner of his forehead. My drowsy brain felt a little heavier.

Although Helian Qing is the former chairman of 'Xiaotian', if something goes wrong at this time, it will inevitably make people wonder what? I'm afraid that the stock price of 'Xiaotian' will also cause great fluctuations.

The high-spirited Ming Zhan felt an unprecedented crisis. He took two deep breaths and pressed his index fingers on his swollen temples on either side. After pressing for a while, the situation did not improve, but a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Call......

He lifted the covers and stood up, pushing open the glass door to the balcony again.

……

Dawn breaks.

The sun swept over the sea level, and the bright morning glow gradually brightened the sky.

Sun Mengjiao woke up to the alarm bell, rubbed her eyes, and then looked at Xiao Zhen.

"Auntie, I'm sorry for the noise?"

Xiao Zhen's eyes were half-squinted, and her lower eyelids were still a little swollen, obviously she had just woken up.

"No, I'd have woken up a long time ago."

"Auntie, how are you feeling today?"

Sun Mengjiao sat up and moved slightly. Bed. Walked up to Xiao Zhen with slippers.

"It feels good. Mengjiao, otherwise, let's go back to Cloud City......"

"Auntie, didn't we say it yesterday?"

Sun Mengjiao bent down and held Xiao Zhen to make her half-sit up.

"I thought about it, but I still think it's better to leave here early......

Xiao Zhen looked at her worriedly.

"Auntie, you just listen to Dr. Wang's words and recuperate here."

Sun Mengjiao held her hand, and said with a firm look in her eyes.

"I promise you, when we finish the work at hand, we will go back to Cloud City."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, auntie, Brother Qingchuan sent me an electronic invitation letter a few days ago."

"What invitation?"

"Charity recital of the Warena Philharmonic Orchestra. He also specially told me that he must take you there. ”

"Recitals?"

Xiao Zhen was stunned for a moment, and the gloomy color on her face faded a little.

"Auntie, do you know? It is said that this time the orchestra will perform for charity, and King will participate in the assistant performance. ”

Speaking of King, Sun Mengjiao's black and white eyes instantly shone brightly.

That mysterious piano master is a legend in the piano world, and even people like Zhao Qingchuan are full of admiration for him.

"Will he really participate?"

Xiao Zhen's eyes froze, and she couldn't believe it.

"Well, it's all written on the invitation, and he will definitely participate."

Sun Mengjiao pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows.

"If nothing else, I'll be able to finish almost the work I have next month......"

"Look at your ......"

Xiao Zhen saw that she was happy, and couldn't help but bend her lips and laugh.

"Auntie, since I was a child, I have always wanted to grow up on the stage of the Warenna Golden Hall, dream of becoming the principal pianist of the orchestra, and hope to meet King ...... one day."

Sun Mengjiao said as she spoke, and a wisp of sadness suddenly surged in her heart. The bright light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Mengjiao, in fact, if you continue to work hard now, maybe these things will come true."

Xiao Zhen looked at her very distressed.

She knows better than anyone that Sun Mengjiao's talent on the piano far surpasses Zhao Qingchuan. If it weren't for creation, how could her world be like this?

Even when she graduated from high school, she followed Sun Anhua's advice and applied for the Department of Finance of C University. But if she continues to train, she will definitely be able to be the same as Zhao Qingchuan.

"Now?"

Sun Mengjiao was stunned for half a second, and a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Auntie, I've been deserted for four whole years......"

"Mianmian, it's my aunt who dragged you down......"

Xiao Zhen's eyes twitched, and a thin mist formed in her eyes. Because she was distressed, she called Sun Mengjiao by her nickname.

"Auntie, what did you say?"

Sun Mengjiao hugged Xiao Zhen and rested her chin on her neck socket.

"Auntie, actually, I still have a dream......"

"What is it?"

Xiao Hao asked softly.

"Auntie, I want to work hard to make money and buy back the villa that was auctioned off......"

"Which one are you talking about?"

Xiao Zhen's heart stabbed and her voice trembled.

"All."

Sun Mengjiao tugged at the corners of her mouth and laughed.

"Auntie, am I a little greedy?"

"How can there be ......?"

Xiao Zhen gently patted her back and said softly.

"Auntie knows that no matter which building it is, you will be kept...... Good memories. When my aunt gets better, I will also look for a job. Let's work together ......"

She was worried that Sun Mengjiao couldn't stand Zhao Zifeng's affection and accepted him. Then the chills suddenly returned. That......

She is a living example of what happened before.

Such a thing, she will never allow it to happen to Sun Mengjiao again.

Sun Mengjiao only thought that the nurse had come, and she didn't wear a single piece of clothing, so she opened the door in her little daisy pajamas. Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, a clear figure appeared in front of her.

Today's Zhao Zifeng is wearing a white shirt, which doesn't look so cold.

"Mr. Zhao, ...... early"

Sun Mengjiao quickly closed the door and greeted him lightly.