Chapter 1407

Five hours later, the plane stopped at a private airport.

In London in March, the weather is still very cold. When you walk out of the warm cabin, you will find some moist cold.

Waiting for a long time in the airport, the medical staff quickly got on the plane and pushed Tang Qing down from the hospital bed to the nearby hospital.

Fu Tingyuan didn't follow him to the hospital. When he got off the plane, he received a call from Yan Qingfeng and asked him to go to a restaurant for dinner.

When Fu Tingyuan came to yanqingfeng's reserved box, yanqingfeng had not arrived. He sat alone in the box, poured a glass of water and drank there.

Ten minutes later, yanqingfeng rushed over.

He pushed open the door of the box and saw Fu Tingyuan. He said, "sorry, there was a temporary video conference. How long have you been waiting?"

"It's OK." He put down his glass and said, "I've just come."

Yan Qingfeng came in and put his black suit on the back of the chair. He went to Fu Tingyuan and looked at him carefully for a moment. Then he felt relieved and went to pat him on the shoulder and asked, "is nothing wrong?"

Fu Tingyuan shook his head.

"If you're OK." Yan Qingfeng sat opposite him and began to ask the waiter to serve.

The two brothers had not sat down together for a long time. Yan Qingfeng ordered some dishes that Fu Tingyuan liked to eat, and then ordered a bottle of wine.

"I didn't get a good sleep every night when you went to Tongcheng." Yan Qingfeng poured him a glass of wine and said quietly, "I want to call you to ask about Ping'an, but I'm afraid you will feel puzzled. You are so old, and I still treat you as a child. I really shouldn't

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the crimson wine in front of him. His eyebrows were quiet and elegant like jade, showing a kind of inhuman delicacy. When Yan Qingfeng was very young, he heard about his two-year-old brother from his mother. He heard that he was the son of his father's favorite lover, and was kept by him in the Yan family castle. In those days, the mother was always talking about this younger brother, telling him to strive for more success, otherwise the position of Yan Family's successor would not be guaranteed.

When he was young and wise, he had his own personal consideration. While he should comply with his mother's advice, he was curious about the amazing talent of a child who could be favored by a father of such high vision.

The first meeting was when he was ten years old.

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

When Fu Tingyuan was eight years old, he was formally brought to Yan's clan by Yanzong and accepted as his heir. He received the education that the descendants of Yan Family deserved.

He was lying on the railing on the second floor, looking down at the younger child standing next to his father. From a distance of more than ten meters, he could also see the beautiful facial features, carved with powder and jade.

Then, it seems to be aware of the line of sight on the top of his head. The child who has been quiet has turned his head and looked up. At that time, Yan Qingfeng saw a pair of heartless eyes for the first time. It was snowing and empty.

His brother, who was adored by his father, didn't give a heart to his father.

"Sorry." Fu Tingyuan picked up his glass and took a sip of the wine. He said in a warm voice, "you're worried. I want to give you a reply, but I don't want to disturb you with my personal affairs