Meng Xianglong rarely returned to his mother's house. The old lady was cutting a lot of flowers and plants in the flower garden, while his brother Meng Shuhai, who was sitting in a wheelchair, silently read the newspaper.
"Brother, what have you been busy with recently? I heard from my mother that you are teaching painting classes?" Meng Xianglong did not dare to make any mistakes in front of his brother. He was not like he did in his villa, where he always put his legs on the table.
Sitting on the sofa obediently and seriously, eating the fruit brought by the servant.
Meng Shuhai raised his head from the newspaper, clicked slightly, and answered.
Meng Shuhai looks very quiet and intellectual. At first glance, he looks like the kind of steady and honest good guy image established on TV, which is completely different from Meng Xianglong's ruffian temperament.
Alas, I am so taciturn again. It feels boring every minute when I am with my brother.
Old Mrs. Meng walked in, still wearing big rubber gloves on her hands, raised her reading glasses, and said to Meng Xianglong, "Your kid is already twenty-six years old, isn't it time to get married? I hug him."
My grandson is very eager!"
"Mom! Why do you always bring up this topic every time we meet? Didn't you say it last time? You don't have the idea of getting married yet, why don't we talk about it later?" Meng Xianglong was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat. When his mother met, she didn't force him to get married.
, just forcing him to go on a blind date, which made him very anxious.
"Mom, why don't you force my brother to get married? My brother is two years older than me!"
Meng Shuhai looked at Meng Xianglong seriously this time and finally said, "I can't get married."
After saying this, he drove his wheelchair to his bedroom on the first floor.
Mrs. Meng was so angry that she walked up to Meng Xianglong, hit Meng Xianglong's head hard with her hand, and scolded him in a pinched voice, "You bastard! Didn't I tell you? Don't use this to irritate your brother! Your brother has no idea.
If you can't get married, it's not like you don't know what his body looks like..."
"Oh, oh, you know, mom, why don't you think I was wrong? Please don't hit me just for saying a word. You beat me silly. Who will earn money for you to take care of yourself in old age?"
"Bah! You don't have a serious time for this kid! You are just like your father, you just waste your life eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and you have no sense of responsibility at all!"
"Yes, yes, I am like my dad, but mom, can you please stop beating me?"
The old lady finally stopped angrily, but said, "I will arrange a blind date for you in a few days. You go there honestly! You are not allowed to pretend to be a disgusting person like picking your nose like you did last time.
Scared away! Damn boy!"
"I know mom, oops, my phone is ringing. Junxi has something to do with me! I'm leaving first, mom." Meng Xianglong stayed at his mother's house for a long time, wishing that the phone rang, and An Junxi happened to call.
He took the car keys and walked out while cheerfully answering the phone.
"Jun Xijun, I suddenly realized how cute you are. Are you back? Brother, I'll treat you to a big dinner." Meng Xianglong waved goodbye to his puffy-cheeked mother over there.
"Something serious has happened!" An Junxi was so anxious on the phone that he wanted to jump up. "You quickly contact your cousin who is a brain surgeon and ask him to go to the International Hospital to perform an operation on an important person of mine! He will be done within an hour.
He's arrived! I'll take a special plane back right away!"
"Ah! Speak slowly, don't be anxious, I'm all confused here..."
"Meng Xianglong! If you can't handle this matter well, we won't be good brothers in the future!" Bang, An Junxi blocked the phone so violently that Meng Xianglong was stunned for a long time.
What? An Junxi has always had such a hot temper. Ever since they were together, An Junxi always had the upper hand in fights.
Hurry up, he didn't dare to disobey the task given by Master An Junxi. Meng Xianglong immediately called his cousin who is a brain surgery expert.
After contacting everything, Meng Xianglong held the steering wheel and wondered.
Huh? An Junxi has always been a calm and cold-hearted guy. I have never seen him so panicked. Who is it that makes him so anxious and lose his temper?
When did our cold and domineering prince start caring about anyone?
Haha, Meng Xianglong pursed his lips and smiled. The phone rang again. After he answered the call, he immediately smiled seductively.
Okay, it's time to go play. A Japanese service company called. A fifteen-year-old geisha he had booked had just flown to this city from Japan.
Tonight, he, Meng Xianglong, will enjoy pure Japanese erotic services.
The car sped onto the road with a huff.
At the entrance of the operating room of the International Hospital, a group of people crowded in a dark crowd.
Two ribs were broken, the forearm was fractured, and the mandible was dislocated. These were all minor injuries. The most serious thing was that a blunt object hit the brain, causing massive bleeding. There was a lot of congestion in the brain, and some of the brain cells died. It was already broken.
medical crisis notice.
Jiang Xiaoqu just mixed his hands together and sat nervously on the bench, with his head hanging down, biting his lips and saying nothing.
Not a single tear left.
He just lost his mind and just held on to his strength and sat there.
In her heart, she kept praying to her sister.
Sister, you have to get better! Please, don’t give up your willpower to live! I know that you care and love me and Xiaohe so much, but you are so mean-spirited that you will never admit that you care about us.
both.
Sister, please come through no matter what. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as we three siblings care about each other, we will be happy no matter how poor we are.
Sister...
Di Zai kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. Because of anxiety and fear, he took off his black shirt, revealing a large vest and the tattoos on his arms.
I have already reported to Mr. An on the phone, but Mr. An didn’t say anything. He just cursed “Damn it!”. This sentence was enough. He will probably punish himself severely when he comes back.
Mr. An was flying back and left behind all unsettled matters in France.
Alas, what a coincidence. The woman who stole the husband of Mr. An's distant relative turned out to be the sister of Mr. An's woman... What a mess.
Di Zai wanted to comfort Jiang Xiaoqu, but as soon as he leaned closer, he got an unceremonious and hostile look, so he had to give up.
No matter what happens, everyone's private affairs must not affect official duties for any reason! This is a rigid rule that An Junxi has set for himself and all employees.
However, this time, he was the first to violate it.
There are still three major projects in France that have not been negotiated, and there is still a financing negotiation with an international bank that has not been carried out. He just took a special plane to return home in a hurry.
Alas, what's going on with me? Why can I, who is calm and calm in everything, feel happy and anxious at other times?
Didn’t he just find that stubborn little girl? Didn’t he just beat her sister unconscious? An’s family has killed countless opponents. He, An Junxi, grew up in a severe environment.
I have long ignored the separation of life and death.
An Junxi, you have to calm down, you must calm down! You have to show the arrogance and indifference you usually treat women. Only in this way can you always be in an invincible position in front of women, never be fettered by emotions, and always win.
By.
But... An Junxi looked at the clouds outside the plane window and sighed helplessly.
This time, it doesn't seem to work.
When I think about meeting that girl soon, I actually feel like I need to press my heart to prevent my heart from beating out.