Cang dog

Yancheng took a few deep breaths before suppressing his fury. Now it was not the time for the negotiation to collapse. He was at a disadvantage in the negotiation and had to maintain his demeanor: "I can transfer all the profits I made in Zhuyan in my own name to you. I can't decide the rest."

This project was Yancheng's first project after returning to China, and it was valued by his father, and it was also the capital for him to gain a foothold in Yan's family.He is not lacking in ability, but he is gentle in nature. He is a benevolent doctor, but not a qualified businessman.Yan's father wanted to hand over the family business to him, but he was still worried and determined to use this biggest project to temper him.

This project has a good prospect, and coupled with the paving of the Yan family's domestic and foreign relations, it is almost guaranteed to make a profit. It is the largest investment of the Yan family in decades, and almost all the hard work of Yan's father and Yancheng has been poured into it.

Taking out all the personal income from Zhu Yanzhong, this is all Yancheng can come up with.

Yancheng didn't hold back, and showed his last hole card.

He didn't want to go back and forth on the conditions anymore, he was afraid that Jiang Xiaoxi wouldn't be able to wait.

Wei Qidong looked at him, the playfulness and sternness in his eyes were gone, and the joy and anger on his face had also disappeared.

After a long time, he sneered:

"Yancheng, I really didn't expect that you could do this for him."

He originally thought that Yancheng only had a liking for Jiang Xiaoxi, and he would never give up almost all of his interests for this kind of love that he regarded as "playing around". This is in his world, or in the world of adults , It takes a lot of brains to do it.

But Yancheng did just that.

He wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh out loud.The anger that had been hidden in his heart for a long time gradually surfaced, rumbling and rolling towards him, trying to drown him—someone could do this.

He originally wanted to test it out, to see how far Yancheng could do it, and then imagined that the other party ran away, and he could also use this matter to joke with Jiang Xiaoxi and tell him: Look, in front of interests, what is there? Sincerely, staying by my side is the best choice.

But now, his imagination has come to nothing.Not only did he fail, but he also learned a fact that made his eyes tear open.

He didn't want to admit that beneath the anger, there was a shallow layer of fear that he deliberately ignored.

——Someone may love Jiang Xiaoxi more than him, and someone wants to snatch Jiang Xiaoxi away, so if Jiang Xiaoxi knows this fact, will he go with Yancheng without hesitation.

"Unfortunately, I don't want to." Wei Qidong turned cold and said again:

"No matter what you give in exchange, I won't let him go!"

Yan Cheng hurriedly stood up, and he was extremely angry: "He is a human being, not your private property. He has dignity, personality, and freedom. You can't control him just to satisfy your own desires!"

"So what, he's mine too."

Wei Qidong stood up, walked to the door, slapped the door button, and the automatic door opened slowly.

There was no need to talk any further, Yan Cheng clenched his fists, a trace of ruin flashed in the depths of his pupils, he couldn't take Jiang Xiaoxi away, at least he couldn't take his own initiative.Can we just wait for Wei Qidong to give up on his own initiative?He can't do it, even if he can do it, Jiang Xiaoxi probably won't be able to wait.

Yan Cheng walked to the door and turned to look at Wei Qidong, who were separated by a few steps.

"I was at your house just now, I believe you saw and heard it," Yan Cheng said suddenly, his tone was disheartened, and there was a kind of resignation and trembling that was overwhelmed, "I must go to see him, and it has nothing to do with him."

Wei Qidong didn't speak, just stared at him coldly.

Yan Cheng swallowed hard, and said, "I'm a doctor, Wei Qidong, he...he's not in the right mental state, don't blame him."

"If you still have a little bit of conscience, think about the things he did for you on Duoyu Island, treat him better, and don't hurt him again."

"Think about the conditions I proposed again. If possible, I can honor them at any time. If not..."

I haven't finished talking, sometimes it's not that I can't continue, or there is no way, but I have reached a dead end.As far as Yancheng is concerned, it is hard to say whether one-sided feelings can be responded to. Even if there is a response, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people to pay such conditions and prices.

But who is Yancheng?He lived a good life since he was a child, with pure feelings and never counting gains and losses. He and Wei Qidong are like two extremes.He didn't finish his sentence, not because of the trivial reasons that ordinary people think about, but because he thinks that he really has no position and identity.

He hoped that Jiang Xiaoxi would have a good life and that Jiang Xiaoxi would not be burdened.But right now, he is not sure what he said or what he did, unintentionally became Jiang Xiaoxi's burden.

He guessed that Jiang Xiaoxi was injured, from the opponent's posture and expression of resistance, as well as the panic and reaction to the action, but the injury in the opponent's heart was more serious.

He thought, no matter what, he would find a way to bring Jiang Xiaoxi out.

When Wei Qidong returned home, Jiang Xiaoxi was sitting in a corner in a daze.

He hugged the pillow to his chest, looking dazed and listless.Wei Qidong walked up to him, and he looked dully at the man's toes.Going up from the toes and seeing the calves, I dare not look any more.

"What did you do today?" Wei Qidong knelt down and reached out to rub his hair.He stretched out his hand very slowly, with a prelude of a little reminder, but Jiang Xiaoxi shrank his shoulders still in fright.

"Yan... I've been here..." He didn't dare not answer.

"I know." Wei Qidong's voice turned cold, "I'm asking you what did you do at home?"

What he can do, he can't do.

Jiang Xiaoxi was silent.

Wei Qidong sighed softly, sat down on the floor, and looked at Jiang Xiaoxi face to face: "Yancheng likes you, you know that? It's okay, even if you don't know, it's okay, now you know, you have to pay attention to the distance from him in the future."

Jiang Xiaoxi bit her lower lip, nodded, and heard Wei Qidong say: "Try not to meet each other in the future. If he looks for you, he must tell me."

"Xiaoxi, we're fine." He hugged the stiff person into his arms and muttered to himself, like a warning or a promise:

"You can't leave me, we will be together forever."

Wei Qidong began to take Jiang Xiaoxi out frequently, some casual receptions, relaxed business activities, and even dinners with friends. Many people knew the little lover who hid behind Wei Qidong and didn't talk much.

He usually introduces people like this, this is my lover.Then he hugged him tightly throughout the whole process, even if he walked away sometimes, his eyes would be fixed on him.

Over time, it was said in the circle that Wei's second son had changed his sex, played with real feelings, and took his little lover with him everywhere, for fear that others would not know.

He even looked at Jiang Xiaoxi next to him with a smile when others asked, "It depends on what he means", and then everyone booed and asked where to go for honeymoon, and he asked again: "Where are you going?" Where do you like it?"

Once Wei Qidong ran into an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years, chatted a little longer, and when he turned his head, Jiang Xiaoxi disappeared. With a serious look on his face, he rushed out to find someone.

The friend thought that something important had happened, and he couldn't hear him calling after him, so he had to look for it with him.Finally, when he found Jiang Xiaoxi in the bathroom, Wei Qidong rushed over a few steps, grabbed the person who had just washed his face, and yelled sharply: "What did you do?"

Jiang Xiaoxi was obviously taken aback, wet drops of water were still hanging on his face, his pale lips were slightly parted, a smear of red at the end of his eyes soaked in his wet pupils, he struggled innocently and pleadingly.

He was grabbed by one wrist, and the other hand was leaning on the sink behind him. He quickly glanced at the stunned friend behind Wei Qidong who was stunned by the situation in front of him, and seemed to say a word with great difficulty: "I am very happy." Sleepy, come and wash your face."

Jiang Xiaoxi's eyes seemed to be a reminder, making Wei Qidong realize that there are others here.Calm down when he speaks again: "Why don't you tell me, we'll go home when we're sleepy."

The person who lost control just now seemed to be a hallucination. My friend almost doubted his eyes, but he still smiled awkwardly and politely, teasing Wei Qidong:

"You're really watching closely. It's just that he's going to the bathroom. You didn't know what happened just now, so you thought something was wrong."

Before the reception was over, Wei Qidong hurried home with Jiang Xiaoxi.

Wei Qidong's way of walking under the fire would shake slightly, and his index finger and thumb would also rub back and forth.Jiang Xiaoxi got out of the car after him, hesitating to follow him.Regardless of Wei Qidong or Jiang Dayu, when there are obvious changes in mood, the small movements and micro-expressions on the body are always so consistent, reminding Jiang Xiaoxi to stay away.

It was just past 8pm and the night was still long.

The two of them took the elevator from the basement all the way up, Wei Qidong didn't speak any more.In fact, after coming out of the reception, he didn't speak again.The person who dotingly asked "Where are you going for your honeymoon" in front of others seems to be Jiang Xiaoxi's hallucination.

Entering the bedroom, Wei Qidong took off his coat, tie and watch, and changed into pajamas as if no one was there.Jiang Xiaoxi didn't dare to stay far away, nor did she dare to get closer, she timidly stood by the doorway wall, trying to minimize her sense of existence.

Wei Qidong looked back at the man who looked like a quail, feeling agitated, and strode over to try to pull him.

Jiang Xiaoxi looked at the person who came suddenly, and yelled "I didn't mean to" in horror.

Sure enough, Wei Qidong stopped in his tracks.Jiang Xiaoxi pursed her lips tightly, trying to adjust her breathing.

Wei Qidong's unknown fires often come suddenly, at first Jiang Xiaoxi couldn't figure out the pattern, and then gradually discovered the clues, for example, today, he ran to the bathroom without Wei Qidong's consent, it was very wrong.

"My head hurts. I didn't see you chatting with your friend. I plan to come back after washing my face." His blushing face did not fade, and the corners of his full and round eyes drooped. He looked obedient and pitiful.

"Head hurts again?" Wei Qidong's anger dissipated just like that, and he asked a little lazily.

Jiang Xiaoxi nodded and explained: "There are...too many people."

Wei Qidong stared deeply at his face, knowingly asked: "Would you like to go out with me?"

Jiang Xiaoxi was about to cry, and shook her head with her mouth flattened.

Ever since Yancheng accused him of restricting his personal freedom, Wei Qidong was uncharacteristically, often taking people out.I don't know why, but he still likes to declare his sovereignty in front of people, but he still looks like a pervert behind people, treating Jiang Xiaoxi as airtight.

Every time the fire of ignorance comes up, it starts to torment people again.

Just like now, he pressed on step by step: "Jiang Xiaoxi, the mouth is not just for eating."

Jiang Xiaoxi clung to the wall, compromised and begged for mercy: "I am willing to go out with you..."

"Then why are you crying, why are you always crying?" Wei Qidong saw that his tears would not be shed, and the fire in his heart flared up again.

"...Because my head hurts..." Jiang Xiaoxi pulled her hair, watched the person in front of her walk up step by step, and put her hands on her shoulders.He slid down the wall, unable to speak, "I'm sorry... I was wrong..."

"Don't cry," Wei Qidong looked at him with a complicated expression, rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, held the back of his neck with his palms, and pressed him into his arms.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Wei Qidong returned to his gentle and loving appearance: "Tell me about the headache, and I will take you to the doctor."

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Wei Gou, why is he crying, don't you know?