Chapter 95

She looks like an 18-year-old girl with a casual dress and a plain face. Wu Qing's long hair is tied with a ponytail, a pair of sports shoes and a pair of washed white jeans. Yi Feng seems to see the clean and pure girl five years ago

He had a tight heart.

"Huan, I'm here -"

GU Huan nodded with a smile, opened the door and sat in.

"Yifeng, it's so late. What can I do for you?"

Also maple is still a gentle smile: "Huan, why to resign suddenly?"

“……” She laughed apologetically.

Yi Feng continued to ask, "is it to avoid me, or do you have any difficulties?"

"Of course not..." Gu Huan quickly denied it, but he didn't know how to tell Yifeng. She had to smile at him reluctantly for the ridiculous reason why she resigned. "It's none of your business, Yifeng. Don't think much about it. I'm just tired. I don't want to get entangled in the project for Gu's sake any more... "

"You just give up? Isn't Gu important to you? " Yi Feng suddenly had a smile, "I thought..."

"No. Yifeng, you are wrong. Gu is not important to me at all! "

"Then why do you do everything possible to help Gu? Why should Gu win the first two rounds of bidding regardless of the consequences? You should know that I entered Gu's for you. Now that I'm even in the finals, you suddenly quit? Huan, is my appearance really too much for you to avoid? "

Also Maple micro wring eyebrows, tone in a trace of elusive serious.

"I..." Gu Huan's heart trembled and bit his lower lip. He did not dare to look directly at his melancholy eyes. "I'm sorry, Yifeng. I don't want to talk about these things any more. Thank you very much for your help to Gu these days. I.... "

"I don't want to be sorry!" Also Maple hastily interrupts her words, sincere double pupil closely stares at her Mou eye, "looking at me, Huan!"

He made her face him!

Gu Huan raised her eyes slightly and looked at Yifeng's clear face. Her white skin was delicate and tight. She was just like the man who came out of the cartoon. It should be sunny, but she only saw his sadness

At the bottom of her heart, she suddenly felt a little sad: "Yifeng, five years. Everything is different, you know? We can't go back... "

"Huan, do you know?" Yifeng's gentle voice suddenly choked, "I hate that I'm a step late in returning home..."

He stopped talking, and his pupils twinkled with clear light, "but I never regret meeting you. I know that after five years, maybe many things have changed, but I am the same to you! Huan, as long as you remember this, no matter what difficulties you encounter now, please believe that you still have me! "

Please believe that you still have me!

Such a touching words, if change to do in the past, Huan must be moved to fall in his arms. But now She has too many secrets to tell

"Yifeng, don't be nice to me, OK? I'm not worth it... "

"I think it's worth it." Yi Feng is still smiling gently, eyes full of tenderness, "I take you to a place, where you will understand why I hate my late return home. If you go there, you will know that I am your best choice! "

She Leng for a while, did not understand also Feng's words.

In the morning, he said on the phone that he was the best choice for her, and this is the second time he has emphasized.

What did he want to hint at? Or did he know something?

Gu Huan was worried and asked subconsciously, "where are you going?"

With a faint smile, Yi Feng clenched the steering wheel with his fingers, started the car and put down a sentence -

"my family."

The rich family that Yifeng never told anyone about

Night fell.

The Beiming mansion is brightly lit.

Different from the previous quiet, tonight, this luxurious mansion is full of red lights, full of lively atmosphere.

Beiming Zhengtian, the old man of Beiming, is wearing a retro Zhongshan suit tonight. Although his hair is gray, he is old and strong.

Leaning on a red sandalwood crutch, pacing back and forth, mouth kept nagging, "that bastard in the end did not come back?"

Jiang Huixin is sitting on one side, elegant tea, she is wearing a retro cheongsam, atmosphere gentle.

"Zhengtian, just sit down. I'm dazzled by the way I walk around. " Jiang Huixin sighed and laughed, "isn't Xing Huo on the road? You can rest assured that your second child and your baby grandson will be back soon. "

The northern underworld government day blew the short white beard for a while, as if Jiang Huixin said the central thing, round eyes a stare, "who said I care about the second son of a bitch? I'm talking about the third son of a bitch

As soon as the old man began to talk about his own son again, Jiang Huixin could not help shaking her head. "Yan Yan called early in the morning and said that there was still one scene left unfinished. It was estimated that he would arrive later, but he promised that he would come back before dinner.""Well! Didn't Beiming family have food for him? All day long you know how to show yourself in public! Make a play. What's your future? He has lost all the faces of the Beiming family! " As soon as Beiming Zhengtian talked about Laosan, he frowned more tightly.

"Well, well, don't read it. What play does not play. Son, said strange ugly! You don't know that Yan Yan is not the material for business. What's more, you let Yan Yan of our family win the second place in the industry of Beiming family! " Jiang Huixin doesn't blame anything. She always respects her son's choice. What's more, she has no ambition. She just wants to live a stable life.

"Do you blame me for being partial to the second child?" Jiang Huixin's words made the old man red with anger.

Jiang Huixin looked at the old man bitterly, "maybe in the eyes of outsiders, you are partial to ink, because he took over the industry of Beiming family. But I can see very clearly, you, the real eccentric is the boss, right

“……” The weather of the northern underworld government is bulging. It seems that he has been poked in his mind, and he hasn't held a word for a long time.

"Yes. You appreciate the talent of ink most, and you like ink most! You focus on cultivating Mo to be the successor of Beiming family. Now he is very successful, and you have a brilliant face. But Zhengtian, I've been with you for so many years. You're partial to the boss... " Jiang Huixin has been very clear, "eccentric and like, is not the same."

Just like a mother, she has a child and adopted a child. No matter how good the adopted child is and how much the mother likes it, she is always partial to the child.

This is what Jiang Huixin said about eccentricity and liking. It's not the same.

As soon as he trembled, he sat down beside Jiang Hui with a crutch and sighed, "Alas Huixin, the eldest brother has been forced to go abroad by his second brother all these years and has been afraid to come back. Now when he comes back, I lose even his 20% equity. How do you think I can live up to the eldest brother's dead mother

Jiang Huixin frowned and glared at Beiming Zhengtian with a smile: "if you don't lose 20% of the shares, will Mo agree to return to China? Zhengtian, although I don't know what deal you have made with Mo, I know that no matter what the situation turns out to be, you old fox, you are always the winner! "

After looking at Jiang Huixin for a long time, he burst out laughing, "ha ha ha..."

Indeed, as Jiang Huixin said, it seems that Beiming master lost his bet with Beiming Mo and lost 20% of the equity in his boss's hands.

But at the same time, not only pull out the second son's side, Su yingwan's female thorn, which has existed for ten years. Also because the boss was kicked out of the Beiming family, it made the second to get rid of the old guard, agreed to return home.

The old man of Beiming loves the old man. Jiang Huixin knows this better than anyone else.

"Huixin, I've married three ladies in my life, and only you know me best." The old man stopped laughing and sighed, "we are all old. Now I hope the next generation can get rid of the past and have a harmonious family."

Jiang Huixin sighed and took a deep look at Beiming Zhengtian, "hope."

At this time, the servant of Beiming family rushed in -

"master, madam, young master and young grandmother are back!"

As soon as the servant's voice fell, he stood up excitedly and saw a pair of men and women marching into the hall

Jiang Huixin quickly went to help the old man.

"Dad -" the man entering the hall is the eldest son of Beiming family. Beiming is young and old, and Beiming flies far away.

At the moment when Beiming feiyuan saw Beiming Zhengtian, he took his wife beside him and knelt down together. Tears came out, "I'm back! Dad, I'm sorry I haven't been around you all these years

"Just come back, just come back..." Beiming old man choked, eyes also followed red, but finally hidden. Forbearance.

North Ming flies far and respectfully called a river wisdom heart, "heart aunt."

Jiang Huixin smiles and nods, "feiyuan, Xiaolan, don't kneel down, get up."

Beiming feiyuan quickly wiped his tears and stood up with his wife lannian. "Aunt Xin, thank you for taking care of dad these years..."

"Silly child, take care of you. Dad should. Don't say thank you. Come on, sit down. Mo and Yan will be here soon. " Jiang Huixin is busy making arrangements.

"Well. Thank you, aunt

Beiming feiyuan is different from Beiming ink, full of elegant temperament. Although he is in his early 40s, he still shows the noble spirit and inherits the excellent blood of Beiming family. Lannian was his wife, only two years younger than him.

The couple have been abroad for several years, and now they have come back home with great difficulty. However, they are timid and reserved.

Beiming Zhengtian pursed his lips, and Lao Huai comforted him, "boss, you've lost a lot of weight in a few years. Don't worry about it. Dad promised you that he would make it up to you... "

Before the old man's voice fell, he was stopped by a sharp voice at the door -

"what's the compensation?""Second young master!" The servant's voice followed.

The body of Beiming Mo Wei'an strides into the hall. Consistent suit cutting, consistent arrogant and strong, consistent indifference.

From the moment he entered the hall, the temperature of the luxurious Beiming mansion dropped sharply!

"Mo, are you coming?" Jiang Huixin nodded to him with a smile, and then quickly looked behind him, "where's Cheng Cheng?"

Beiming Mo just politely took a look at Jiang Huixin, and didn't speak.

Xing Huo followed her and politely answered her, "madam, Young Master Cheng has gone to see Bella. He will come here in a moment."