Chapter Seventy-Five: The Final Choice

"Wanqing, it turns out that you are back, and you don't say that you will notify your grandfather in advance, you child."

Jie Lao said a little embarrassed, he didn't expect that the person who answered the phone would be a late sunshine.

"Hello grandpa, I just came back and haven't had time to see you yet. I brought you a gift from abroad, so I'll come over to see Ziwei's situation first. ”

"With you by Ziwei's side, I'm relieved, is he awake now?"

"Still sleeping."

Wanqing said lightly, seeing that Jie Zi pouted slightly and turned his head, as if he didn't want to hear such a hypocritical perfunctory.

"You see, there are some important things on my side, and I haven't had time to go over to see Ziwei. Just got back from your father's and was about to go and have a look. ”

"Grandpa, don't go back and forth, it's getting late now, and it's not suitable for too many people to come here. It's okay to have me with Ziwei, you can rest early. If Ziwei wakes up and there is any change, I will call you in time. ”

"Alas, my grandfather is unqualified, if the quilt knows about it, he will definitely be dissatisfied."

"No, grandpa, you're busy with more important things, and it's not helpful for you to come here. Now everything depends on the medical treatment, as well as Ziwei's recovery, I think he will be fine, and I will always be here with him. ”

"Okay, since you are by his side, if there are any changes and situations, you must inform me as soon as possible. I won't bother you today, I'll go over to visit Ziwei early tomorrow morning. ”

"Okay, grandpa, you can rest early."

Wanqing and the other old man on the other side hung up the phone, put down the phone, stuck out his tongue at Jie Zi, and made a grimace.

Jie Zi shrugged slightly, half lying on the bed without speaking.

A day has passed, more than ten hours, and grandpa really didn't even have time to call him and ask about the injury?

Anyway, his uncle called and sent someone to come and see. If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had already ventilated, Jie Fengyang would have come over knowing that he didn't have any major incidents. It's just that it's not necessary now, and Jie Fengyang wants to continue to implement the plan.

Kanaan crouched beside Jie Ziwei and did not speak, listening silently, hugging his father.

"The little one is a little tired."

Wanqing said with a smile, and Jie Ziwei hugged her son with her uninjured arm: "Baby, sleep for a while, Dad will accompany you." ”

"Hmm."

Canaan hummed softly, closing his eyes and entering the haze.

Wanqing said to Jie Ziwei with her lips: "I'll take the little guy to sleep." ”

Jie Zi shook his head slightly, gently pulled his arm out from under his son's neck, and motioned for Wanqing to go to another room to talk.

The text message prompt sounded on Jie Ziwei's mobile phone, and he looked down at it, it was a text message from his uncle Jie Fengyang.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared at the screen of his phone for a moment.

Wanqing silently watched Jie Ziwei and didn't speak, waiting for Jie Ziwei to recover her emotions.

"If I propose an engagement again......

"I'll have a way to deal with it, you promise."

"Okay, I should have done that."

"Come on, I've never seen you be so polite to me, it's just a small thing. Agree or not, it's up to me to decide. ”

Jie Zi smiled slightly and shook his head, at this time, the thing that grandpa cared about was not how his injuries were, whether his life was in danger, but whether he could get engaged to Wanqing!

The mobile phone rang, and Jie Ziwei heard the ringtone, knowing that it was a call from his uncle Jie Fengyang. I just sent him a text message, and now I'm calling him personally.

"Ziwei, I have something important to talk to you about."

"Uncle, please tell me."

Jie Fengyang didn't want to call Jie Ziwei, but after thinking about it, what happened today, he still had to call Jie Ziwei in person to tell Jie Ziwei that the two of them would communicate.

The matter of the Chu family, he said it briefly and concisely, and asked Jie Ziwei: "How much do you know about this matter?" ”

"Grandpa called just now, it was Wanqing who answered, some plans are underway, and our plans must be accelerated."

"Okay, since you say that, I know what to do, you take care of your injuries, and leave something to the people below to do."

"Thank you, uncle, my injury will not be healed for a while."

The two of them said a few words meaningfully.

Jie Ziwei put down his phone and frowned, he couldn't imagine that the Chu family had done such a thing before, although he had also gotten a little vague news, but after all, it was too far away from the center of power, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Evening sunshine...... You must be tired when you just came back, go get some rest first, and then I'll talk to you. ”

"Honestly, what's going on?"

Wanqing refused to let go, and put one hand on Jie Zi's slightly injured shoulder: "Boy, if you don't want to be abused and beg for mercy, let's do it honestly." ”

Jie Zi smiled bitterly, not wanting to involve Wanqing.

"To say or not to say? Do you think that if you don't say it, I won't know anything? Do you want to go to Jie's house now and ask the old man in person? ”

"Yes, my dear, I confess."

The two of them went to another room to talk, and Jie Ziwei held Wanqing's hand: "I don't want you to get involved, don't worry about this bullshit, okay?" ”

"If it's someone else's bullshit, do you think I have the mood and time to care?"

Wanqing gave Jie Ziwei a roll of the eyes: "Boy, do you want to be tortured but confess again, or do you confess obediently now?" ”

"I will take care of everything, you can take care of my son for me with peace of mind, I am already grateful."

"Don't talk nonsense, make it clear to me, or be careful that I will sell your precious son!"

Wanqing grabbed Jie Ziwei's hair and pulled it hard.

"It's almost over, you really don't need to get involved."

"How kind do you think I'm going to be involved in all this you guys? I'm just bored, and I want you to tell me a story, tell it well. ”

Jie Zi shrugged slightly, sat helplessly beside Wanqing, and briefly said some situations and things.

"The Chu family is going to be finished, haha, I came back at the right time, what's the matter with your injury? You can't make it yourself, right? ”

"It's a gift."

He smiled wryly and shook his head, the gift given to him by that father-in-law was really extraordinary!

The case is being investigated quickly and thoroughly, and the superior person must solve the case as quickly as possible, and must not let the murderer go unpunished, it is too rampant!

So the Chu family was re-investigated and came into everyone's sight.

Almost at the same time, all the departments and persons in charge accelerated the investigation of the case in their hands as if they had discussed it.

The Chu family has repeatedly abandoned those small shrimps and chess pieces, although it has temporarily extended the time for the upper echelons to struggle, but it has also made too many people at the lower levels see clearly that the purpose of the Chu family is to give up their pawns to protect the car!

Many people in the lower classes began to wander out, and even entered the hostile camp.

At this time, no one is willing to be a victim, and they all want to be able to protect themselves. Providing some news to express the attitude of Toucheng, the Chu family was in chaos from the lower levels!

The business war is still ongoing, too many business companies are having problems, and stocks are plummeting.

Smuggling, gangsterism, and speculation......

Walking alone in the cold wind silently, Chu Yaoping remembered what Jie Ziwei had said to him a few days ago.

Three days!

Now that the deadline is about to pass, but he hasn't given that little reply yet, even if he is willing to agree now and follow that little arrangement, how can he get in touch with Jie Ziwei?

Is Muon Micro's injury really serious?

Chu Yaoping took out his mobile phone and stood in the cold wind to dial Jie Ziwei's mobile phone, this was his last chance, and he was cold in his heart, the only way, if he hesitated any longer, this road would also be blocked!

"Head, it's Chu Yaoping's phone."

"You deal with it."

"Yes."

Han Yushi answered the phone: "Ping Shao, in the last few minutes, you still called." ”

"Are you...... Han Yushi! ”

"It's rare that Ping Shao can hear my voice, how do you think about it?"

Han Yushi's tone was calm and cold, although he called Chu Yaoping a flat man, he didn't have much respect.

"I've thought about it, and I'm willing to accept all the arrangements, but I'm going to hear a word from the ear to myself."

"I see, you haven't thought about it yet, you might as well keep thinking about it, you still have a few minutes to think about it."

"As long as I say it in person, I have absolutely nothing to say about what you want me to do. Overlord Flower, at this time, I must hear a faint sentence with my own ears, even if it is only a few words! ”

Han Yushi looked sideways at Jie Ziwei, who was half-lying on the bed, and Wanqing, who was also lying on the other bed.

Jie Ziwei stretched out his hand and took the mobile phone from Han Yushi's hand: "Chu Yaoping, do what Yushi said, I'm watching!" ”

"Little...... Yes, I will do as you tell me. ”

Han Yushi took the phone and whispered a few words.

Chu Yaoping heard the sound of hanging up from the phone, he clenched the phone, the chill seemed so cold and ruthless in this deep winter in the north!

What else is there to retreat?

"Mom, tell me, what should I do? Am I doing this right? ”

He gripped a pendant on his chest and asked softly, white gas spurting from his lips.

"Mom, I've decided to do this, you once said that no matter what happens, I have to take care of myself and protect myself. Mom, just take it as a justice for you, I want to see if the Chu family can still look at me with such eyes after falling from the top! ”

Clenching his fists, Chu Yaoping turned around and walked out, got on a bus and left.

Leng looked out through the window of the condensed ice flower, the people of the Chu family, even the small shrimp on the periphery, had a car of their own, but he had never prepared such a luxury for himself.