After the people left, Yue Fengshu breathed a sigh of relief, sat upright against the wall, and exhaled deeply.

"The man was about to come to the temptation." Shang Yuetang whispered, "There must be a follow-up." ”

Yue Fengshu nodded and said, "Therefore, my previous judgment was correct. ”

"Boss, this time, no matter what, we must save Xiaoyang." Shang Yuetang suddenly became serious, "Xiaoyang, he is only us, you don't know the group of people in the Xin Mansion-"

Shang Yuetang said, and her eyes turned red.

Yue Fengshu nodded. Then, take out the notebook, pick up the pencil, and walk the pen.

In just a few minutes, the visitor was sketched.

also sketched four copies, and handed one to Shang Yuetang on the spot, saying, "One for each person, pick it up." ”

"I just can't see clearly." Shang Yuetang looked at the sketch and said with some regret.

"Don't get in the way, although this person has hidden his face, his aura is very different, and it is difficult to be ordinary." Yue Fengshu said.

Shang Yuetang also agreed, and couldn't help but look at the sketch again, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Eldest sister, you have painted this person's lips too beautifully." ”

"Originally, it was better than my drawing." Yue Fengshu said. As a lover of portraiture, she has an excellent eye for observing people.

"Ah, the lips are so good-looking?" Shang Yuetang looked carefully.

"This man probably looks better." Yue Fengshu said with the painter's intuition.

"So, he wears a hat for fear of being remembered and hiding his recognition, right?" Shang Yuetang analysis.

Yue Fengshu nodded in agreement, worried, thinking to herself what to do?

She was even wondering: Should she take the risk to find those people for the sake of Xiaoyang's life and ask for help.

However, she didn't want to risk Hengheng's safety. Over the years, she has tried her best to hide everything, just to want everyone to forget Hengheng's existence.

Hengheng is her life and the meaning of her life.

But—

Yue Fengshu couldn't help but look at the ICU, and the shy and sunny boy lying in it would say shyly and politely: "Hello eldest sister!" ”

For a while, Yue Fengshu leaned against the wall, very entangled in her heart.

Shang Yuetang looked at the sketched portrait by himself, and forgot to pick up the takeaway, only wondering as if he had seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember whether he was alive or dead.

However, Jiang Yu left the eleventh floor, and in the little nurse's concerned inquiry, he had to lie softly and say that the little cousin had already contacted him, and he would go to the little cousin now.

The little nurse was very disappointed, and she didn't dare to muster up the courage to ask this person's name, phone number, WeChat, Q or something. I had to watch him leave.

Under the reluctant gaze of the little nurse, Jiang Yu walked out of the door of the inpatient department and got into the car very low-key.

Jiang Xun, Chai Xiu and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and just started the car, but their own Jiushao suddenly said to let the car go to the Jinjiang River. This meant a detour, and security had not been deployed on that road before.

"Huh? It's late at night, nine less. Chai Xiu said cautiously.

Jiang Yu glanced at him and only said, "I can't sleep." ”

Chai Xiu complained in her heart: I can't sleep, uncle, don't toss us, Jincheng is not our territory after all.

However, Chai Xiu only dared to complain in his heart, but in fact he didn't dare to say a word.

Jiang Xun didn't dare to say more, so he symbolically asked Uncle Kang for instructions and took the riverside road instead.

Of course, this night, it is far more than Ningyuan Group and Splendid Culture, and not only Jiang Yu and Jiang Chengyou.

First of all, Old Man Jiang can't sleep.

He's eighty, and he hasn't slept much. Tonight's meal, originally simply wanted to finalize Lao Jiu's marriage in his lifetime and find a reliable granddaughter-in-law of a small family.

Then, he can slowly hand over the Jiangmen Industry in his hands to Lao Jiu, and let him become the new helmsman of the Jiang family.

But tonight's meal made him have mixed tastes.

He liked Xin Xiaoyue very much, and even hit it off at first sight.

He felt that Xin Xiaoyue was more than enough to be the wife of Lao Jiu and the future head of the Jiang family.

Originally, the Jiang family didn't need any marriage to stabilize its status in the rivers and lakes, as long as the wife and family were not bastards, it didn't matter.

Moreover, he is very confident, as long as he doesn't let go, no matter how much Lao Jiu doesn't respect him in his mouth, he will still listen to him in his bones: obediently married Xin Xiaoyue.

But tonight's meal, he is not blind.

Xin Weiguo is no longer the original Xin Weiguo, full of calculations. And he could see that Xin Xiaoyue's situation in this family was not very good.

If Lao Jiu marries Xin Xiaoyue, it is not a good thing to have such a bad mother's family.

So, he hesitated.

When he returned to his residence, the old man's heart was like a cat scratching, and he sighed and couldn't sleep.

The old housekeeper on the side has served the old man for many years, and he also went to the Xin Mansion together tonight, but he insisted that he was the housekeeper, and he didn't go to the banquet table, and only used a little food on the ground floor at will.

"Mr. Jiang, your body matters." The old housekeeper has followed the old man for forty years, and he still habitually calls Mr. Jiang.

"In my heart—" The old man shook his head, lay down at once, grabbed a pillow and threw it out, then got up and paced back and forth in the room.

Finally, I finally picked up a copy of "Chu Ci" and sat on the sofa, thought for a while, and then said to the housekeeper: "Early tomorrow morning, I will tell Lao Jiu that I am sick and very serious." ”

"Yes." After the old housekeeper finished answering, he took out his mobile phone notepad and set an alarm for six o'clock.