Whoever made the Qi family have few female babies, and finally got a pair of little angels who looked exactly the same, they were all painful.

Even the old man Qi, who usually likes to have a cold face, smiles every time he sees them, holding them in his arms one by one, just like an old man in an ordinary family.

But Qi Siming is not included in the people who love Qi Enhui and Qi Ruolin, he is annoyed by the two little cubs of the fourth uncle's family, but he usually doesn't want to get angry because of his face.

Now in front of the head of the family and the old people, Qi Ruolin laughed but hit his wound, causing the old people to laugh, Qi Siming hung his head, and his eyes were vicious.

Why can Qi Yan manage his own property at a young age and he can't! Why can Qi Yan earn countless family fortunes now, and he can only live on the pocket money issued by the old mansion!

It's not because Qi Yan is the eldest son, and he Qi Siming is not! What is there about him that can't compare to him?

If he had also been in contact with authorities in various fields since he was a child, and had been carefully cultivated by his family since he was a child, then his current actions would definitely be far from being comparable to Qi Yan. But all of this was destroyed by the head of the family, by the Qi banquet, and by everyone in the Qi family!

Qi Minghai's wife, Wei Xin, sat beside her son, and her eyes vaguely raised her son. In front of the head of the family and the old man, her son should be very noble, how can people see the joke?

Well-maintained hands tugged at the corners of Qi Siming's clothes under the table, and the woman curled the corners of her mouth into a smile of unknown meaning.

Qi Siming raised his head again, his eyes were already clear, and he smiled lightly and said to Qi Ruolin, "Although the second brother is not as financially powerful as the eldest brother, the benefactor of our Qi family should be kept in mind." ”

Qi Ruolin pursed her lips, disapproving, raised the white porcelain spoon in her hand, and continued to obediently scoop the sweet soup in the bowl to eat.

Qi Yan said lightly, "Since it is a transaction, it is naturally a give-and-take, and the second brother should not say such words that are easy to misunderstand, it will be plain to fall into the face of the Qi family." ”

The development of the Qi family has been so large that it is inviolable, the reason why the ancestral industry is called the ancestral industry, more important than profit, is the historical origin passed down from generation to generation, the decline of Hongjun Restaurant has long been hinted at, then this recipe is to save it.

But as Qi Yan said, since it is a transaction, there is nothing owed or not. The formula is of great significance to the Qi family, and it is indeed the help of the Qi family, but if anyone like Qi Siming doesn't even understand the beginning and end of the matter, they can't wait to talk about the benefactor, and the Qi family's business will not have to continue.

Old Man Qi's face changed slightly after hearing this, he glanced at Qi Siming, and said, "Siming, think about everything before you speak, fortunately, this is your own family, your eldest brother has his own sense of proportion in this matter, you don't have to say more." ”

The atmosphere at the dinner table was not affected at all, and there was still an extremely heated discussion around the recipe, the application and extension of the recipe in the dishes, as well as the promotion in Hongjun Restaurant, which made these old people who were obsessed with cooking extremely excited.

And Qi Siming, who was obviously in the middle of the banquet, was sitting on pins and needles, and his face changed and changed.

With a muffled bang, the little stone lion in the backyard of the Qi family's old house rolled around the flower garden a few times and fell silently on the gravel road.

"Rubbish!" Qi Siming opened his mouth angrily and roared.

"Ah Ming," Wei Xin followed behind him dissatisfied, "but if you lose once, you won't be able to stand up again?" ”

Qi Siming turned his head with a hideous face and met Wei Xin's cold eyes.

"Once? I lost from the beginning, from childhood to adulthood, what does he want, just because he is the eldest grandson?! ”

Wei Xin shook his head and pointed at the position of his temple with the curved index finger of his left hand, "What is the eldest grandson, from ancient times to the present, how many people can be emperors, and how many are princes?" That's not your reason. ”

Qi Siming's face became more and more hideous, and at this time, Wei Xin said lightly, "Powerful position, except for the Qin family in Kyoto, no one in the four major families dares to compare with my Qi family, and what does the head of the family value the most?" ”

It is the inheritance of the ancestral industry, and the two of them know it, Qi Siming's eyes gradually became a cold light, "But today, Qi Yan even got the formula, and I have no room to fight for the position of the head of the family." ”

Money and power are very attractive to him, but for the head of the family, it will never be as good as the declining Hongjun Restaurant.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, Wei Xin looked at it coldly, and there was a burst of disgust in his heart, "Think about it with your brain, isn't the appearance of this recipe just our opportunity, no one can stop the natural decline of Hongjun Restaurant, but Qi Yan wants to mix it up, and when the ancestral industry is defeated in his hands, let his hands and eyes reach the sky, the old man will not let go, are you afraid that the Qi family will not have your share?" ”

Qi Siming's heart was shocked, and he looked at Wei Xin in disbelief, "What do you mean..."

Wei Xin snorted coldly and reprimanded: "Not only that, we still have more opportunities, don't be like your father, when you encounter a little thing, it's like the sky falling." ”

Qi Siming thought for a moment, his eyes gradually brightened again, and there was a faint hint of triumph on his face.

Everyone in the Bai family looked at Tang Rao's revised physical examination results several times, and the old man Bai finally believed that his granddaughter's illness had improved.

"I knew that there would definitely be a way, Rao Rao is a good boy!" Tang Rao's grandmother wiped her tears and stroked the paper with her hand over and over again.

Shen Ru looked sad, "According to the current situation, the chance of recovery is still very high, what she needs most now is a quiet recuperation environment, you can rest assured to hand her over to me." ”

Tang Rao's grandmother couldn't help nodding, "I'm relieved, I'm relieved..."

Bai Minglei and Zhang Yue were amazed, this is not an ordinary minor disease, the older you get, the lower the chance of cure, and now they have recovered by themselves?

The revised result only shows that Tang Rao's body has a clear trend of getting better, and the big data still hasn't changed too much, but it is enough to shock them. However, the joy was greater than the surprise, except for Zhang Yue, no one cared about the reason for Tang Rao's physical recovery, and they were all secretly happy.

When he was alone at night, lying on the bed, Zhang Yue asked Bai Minglei, "Don't you think it's strange that Tang Rao's body suddenly got better?" ”

Bai Minglei glanced at her in surprise, "This is a good thing, what's so strange, what's wrong?" You don't want to be in good health yet. ”

This rhetorical question made Zhang Yue's teeth itch.

"Shen Ru and Tang Rao have always made me feel weird lately, there must be a reason for things to go wrong, you think I'm willing to take care of it," she laughed, "Forget it, why should I worry about this." ”

As he spoke, he put the book in his hand sideways on the bedside table on the right, and never turned around again.

Bai Minglei looked at her emaciated back, and somehow, suddenly wanted to hug her. So he turned off the lights, wrapped his long arms, and the woman in front of him fell obediently into the crook of his arm.

Just as he was about to go further, Zhang Yue opened his eyes in the dark and said coldly, "Be honest, sleep." ”

looked at those eyes in a daze, and then lowered his gaze and fell on the pair of white and fat breasts that were half-exposed under the moonlight. Bai Minglei lowered his head and fiercely sealed the ruddy lips, crushing her coldness, and the temperature on the soft big bed gradually rose.

Until the shadow bowed up and wept, trembling for a long time and never calmed down, the clouds and rain stopped.

A good night's sleep.