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In London in March, the weather was still bitterly cold, and when you stepped out of the warm cabin, you were greeted by a somewhat humid cold.

The medical staff who had been waiting at the airport for a long time quickly got off the plane and pushed Tang Tian off the hospital bed and sent him to a nearby hospital.

Fu Tingyuan did not follow him to the hospital, when he got off the plane, he received a call from Yan Qingfeng, asking him to go to the restaurant for dinner.

When Fu Tingyuan came to the box booked by Yan Qingfeng, Yan Qingfeng had not yet arrived, he sat alone in the box, poured a glass of water, and drank it there.

Ten minutes later, Yan Qingfeng rushed over.

He pushed open the door of the box, saw Fu Tingyuan, and said, "I'm sorry, there was a temporary video conference, how long have you been waiting?" ”

"It's fine." He put down the glass of water and said lightly, "I just came, too." ”

Yan Qingfeng came in and put the black suit on the back of the chair, walked in front of Fu Tingyuan and looked at him carefully for a while, then as if relieved, he walked over and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Nothing happened, right?" ”

Fu Tingyuan shook his head.

"You're alright." Yan Qingfeng sat across from him and began to call for serving lettuce.

The two brothers hadn't sat down to eat together for a long time, Yan Qingfeng ordered a few of Fu Tingyuan's favorite dishes, and then ordered a bottle of wine.

"In the days you went to Tongcheng, I didn't get a good night's sleep every night." Yan Qingfeng poured him a glass of wine and said quietly, "I want to call you to ask for peace, but I'm afraid you will feel inexplicable." You're so old, I still treat you like a child, I really shouldn't be. ”

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the crimson wine liquid in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes were quiet, gentle as jade, showing a bit of inhuman delicacy. When Yan Qingfeng was very young, he heard about this brother who was two years younger than him from his mother, and heard that he was the son of his father's favorite lover, and he was raised by him in the Yan family castle to treasure. In those days, his mother was always talking about this younger brother, telling him to fight more, otherwise the position of the heir of the Yan family would not be guaranteed.

And he was precocious when he was young, and he already had his own personal considerations, and while he responded to his mother's instructions, he was so surprised by how amazing the child favored by his father with such a high vision was.

The first time we met was when he was ten years old.

It was the Yan family's annual meeting, which was held on time in the ancient castle.

When Fu Tingyuan was eight years old, he was officially brought to the Yan clan by Yan Zong and accepted as his heir, receiving the education that the descendants of the Yan family should receive.

He leaned on the railing on the second floor and looked down, looking at the child who was still young standing next to his father, and from a distance of more than ten meters, he could also see the beautiful facial features and jade carvings.

Then, as if he was aware of the gaze above his head, the child who had not been moving turned his head and looked up, and it was also at that time that Yan Qingfeng saw a pair of heartless eyes for the first time, silent and snowy, empty.

He, the younger brother who was spoiled by his father, was not pressed by his father.

"I'm sorry." Fu Tingyuan took a sip of wine from his wine glass, and said softly, "I'm worried about you." I want to give you a reply, too, but I don't want to bother you with my own personal affairs all the time. ”

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