Junshan Sanatorium had fallen into the hands of Wei Zongze half a year ago, which means that now this sanatorium is his personal belongings.

The staff inside has long been replaced by his people, which is an important place for him to do secret things in City A. With the brand of the sanatorium as a cover, he must not have thought of it no matter how smart he was.

In the backyard of the nursing home, several dilapidated rooms have been renovated and have now become one of the places where Wei Zongze often operates.

There are offices, lounges, meeting rooms, and all kinds of facilities and equipment are ready.

A place that completely belongs to him, even if someone finds out that he often comes to this place, they will only suspect that he is here to visit the second elder of the Chu family, and no one can think of other things.

Yu Ming followed behind Wei Zongze and said, "Young Master, she is in your room. I gave her sleeping pills when she left, and it should be a while before she wakes up. ”

Wei Zong stopped: "You guard outside, I'll just go in." ”

"Yes." When Yu Ming heard the order, he immediately retreated.

Thinking of that face, Wei Zong went to push the door and took it back, he had to settle down again and make preparations, otherwise he didn't know how he would react after seeing that person for a while.

After a little adjustment, he raised his hand and pushed open the door of the room.

A one-bedroom house, the decoration is very simple, there is a set of wooden benches and a coffee table in the hall, there are no decorations on the wall, and the small hall looks very empty.

Passing through the living room and into the inner room, there is no extra equipment in the room except for a very masculine bed.

Stepping into the inner room, he stopped and looked at the large bed, looking at the person who was asleep on the bed.

The quilt covered most of the man's face, so that he couldn't see clearly, and he could only see that it was a woman from a distance, and he couldn't see what his face was like.

After a moment of thought, he walked closer to the bed again, and stood still on the side of the bed, two eyes falling on the sleeping man on the bed.

After a pause, he pulled down the corner of the quilt again, and a familiar beautiful face appeared in front of him.

"Xiaoyang?"

Seeing that familiar face, Wei Zong couldn't help but blurt out the familiar name.

Even though he already knew that this woman was a copy of the one he had people to retrieve, when he saw it, his heart was still shocked by a strong earthquake.

He kept sighing in his heart, too similar, too similar, how could two people in this world who are not related by blood at all look so alike?

He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, put them back on, and looked at the woman lying on the bed again. That familiar face, he will never be wrong in his life.

She is his Xiaoyang, a Xiaoyang who belongs to him.

The hand involuntarily reached out to caress her face, stroking back and forth, and couldn't put it down: "Xiaoyang? Are you really my little yang? ”

He closed his eyes, took a breath, and looked at the woman again. How good it would be if this person was the real Qiu Lingyang, and how good it would be if it was Qiu Lingyang, who had never been tainted by Shang Xu.

"Xiaoyang—"

The woman asleep on the bed opened her eyes suddenly, shrank to the other side in fright, and stared at him with two round eyes wary.

"Xiaoyang." Wei Zong smiled and stretched out his big hand to pull her out.