In the morning, the dawn shines through the mist.

A cell phone rings, piercing the silence of the room.

Ye Huanyu closed her eyes and stayed awake all night.

Feeling the slightly cool body beside him, the arm hugging her suddenly withdrew.

After a while, I heard Qi Yemo's deep and magnetic voice in my ears-

“…… Well, I see, Aunt Ling. I'll be back in a moment. ”

She noticed the sound of him hanging up the phone, but she didn't dare to open her eyes, and still pretended to sleep.

Then, there was the sound of clothes rustling.

Then, there was his slightly stumbling footsteps.

Immediately after, click~click.

The door closes.

Leave a room of loneliness.

It wasn't until he couldn't hear his voice for a long time that Ye Huanyu opened his eyes.

In the empty bedroom, in addition to the luxurious decoration, it is deserted and lonely.

He still walked so cleanly.

It seems that last night, those gentle whispers that permeated the ears were just a dream after all.

Her heart was sad......

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The Qi family's mansion.

"Yemo, it's good if you come back." When Song Ruling saw Qi Yemo coming in in a wheelchair, she hurriedly walked over and said while pushing the wheelchair, "Why was you suddenly discharged from the hospital yesterday and didn't go home first?" You kid, make me and your dad worry about it. ”

Qi Yemo pursed his lips slightly, "I'm fine." What about him? ”

"He's much better now and his blood pressure is under control. I'll go in for a while, but don't irritate him again, huh? Song Ruling tightened her eyebrows, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Qi Yemo nodded and entered the study.

The smell of ink, perfume and watercolor wafts in the antique study.

Qi Zhengtian was holding a brush and lying on the shore table, writing a vigorous and powerful brush font, swaying freely like flowing water.

The gloomy old eyes, without even raising a glance at the eyelids, snorted directly from his mouth-

"Willing to come back? Didn't die in the gentle township? ”

Qi Yemo pursed his lips, his eyebrows raised slightly, "I'm reluctant to die, I'm afraid that no one will send you to the end." ”

These two have all kinds of auras when they meet.

A flash of fire flashed in Qi Zhengtian's pupils, and he suddenly raised his head, glared at the son who was in a plaster cast on his legs in a wheelchair, and pouted, "Don't worry, my son and grandson have a lot of them, and you are a lot less." ”

Qi Yemo's thin cold lips hooked slightly, "Since that's the case, you don't have to put so much thought into me." ”

He alluded to Pei Daier's business.

Qi Zhengtian frowned and looked at him, no matter how dissatisfied he was with this son, he loved him in his heart after all.

After blowing a mouthful of his beard, the old man put down the brush, a pair of eagle-like old eyes, and stared at Qi Yemo tightly, "Second brother, Gentle Township has always been a hero's mound, I hope you can learn a lesson from this car accident." ”

Qi Yemo disagreed, a cold light flashed in his gloomy eyes, "The lesson is that I shouldn't have promised you five years ago, so that you can get an inch again and again!" ”

He was referring to the birth of a child in the womb five years ago.

Qi Zhengtian's nose snorted coldly, "Yes, but if you want the Qi Group, you must have a son under your knees!" This was originally a rule set by the ancestors of the Qi family. ”

"Should I not?" Qi Yemo's eyes were cold, "This Qi family is what I deserve!" If I insist, even if I don't have children, there will be a way to get it. ”

"But you don't want to break the rules of your ancestors." Qi Zhengtian's eyes tightened, "I know what happened to your mother back then, and you still blame me." But so many years have passed, and I gave it to you from the Qi family, and now it's just for you to get married, it's so difficult? ”