The world's most sassy sweet wife

As a father, he was actually compared.

at this time.

Someone suddenly opened the door of the ward.

When the father and son saw the person coming, their faces darkened immediately.

Chang Jifeng walked in with big strides.

He glanced at Chang Song with disdain, then looked at Chang Baiyuan with a smile.

When he got to the bedside, he flicked the infusion bag hanging on the infusion stand, and the bag was shaken by the flick.

Chang Song stared at him in disgust: "Chang Jifeng, what are you doing here?"

Chang Jifeng grinned and looked at him: "Xiao Song, I'm your cousin, just for our blood relationship, can I not come and see?"

He sat on the chair with a big face, and looked at Chang Baiyuan again: "If I don't come, don't I look guilty? Others don't know, they think it's me who vomited blood on your old man."

Chang Baiyuan smiled meaningfully, without any trace of fear.

"Do you think you've won?"

Chang Jifeng spread his hands and said proudly: "As long as you kick your legs, the Chang family is mine."

Chang Song's eyes were angry, and his face was flushed with anger: "Chang Jifeng! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Chang Jifeng laughed and said: "Xiao Song, don't be sad. People, there will always be a day. Young people will be gone whenever they say they are gone, let alone old people. We living people have to be careful, there are still many people in the future." Good days await us."

Chang Song couldn't take it anymore, and raised his fist to beat him.

Chang Jifeng said: "If you touch a hair of mine, I will call the police immediately. I will detain you for ten days and a half months. When you come out, your studio will belong to someone else."

He looked at Chang Baiyuan and said with a smile, "Maybe we can catch up with a funeral."

Chang Song really hesitated, held back his anger and didn't dare to make a move, gritted his teeth and growled, "Get out!"

Chang Jifeng didn't move, and said, "When I came here just now, I went to see the old lady of the Su family. If I didn't look at it, I wouldn't know it. I was shocked when I saw it."

"This is too amazing. Uncle, that old lady is just like you, a person who is about to die, and she just came back to life."

Chang Song roared: "Get out! If you don't get out, I'll kill you!"

Chang Jifeng said with a smile: "Xiao Song, you are just too young. Our family sits and chats together, and you are so boring. You don't care about family affection at all."

Chang Song wanted to step forward and tear this scum apart, but thinking of his father and the studio, he finally held back.

At this moment, he felt how powerless he was.

Chang Jifeng stood up, shook his clothes, "All right. Since I'm so unpopular, I'll leave first."

He swaggered away, like a man who had a chance to win, and couldn't help coming over early to show off.

Chang Song stood where he was, his chest heaving violently.

Chang Baiyuan looked at him and said, "Xiao Song, the Chang family can't just disappear like this, and can't just fall into his hands like this. The only thing that can change the status quo now is Yu Ziqing."

Chang Song was firm: "No!"

He knew what his father meant.

As my father mentioned before, I asked Yu Ziqing to connect with the old Chinese doctor, get the prescription to mass-produce the elixir, and get enough funds to compete with Chang Jifeng.

This is indeed a good idea, but Chang Song would not agree.

"Absolutely not! Even if Chang's goes bankrupt, I won't let you drag my sister into it!"

Chang Baiyuan lay down and closed his eyes, "Go and rest, I'm tired too."

Chang Song knew that his father must not have given up.

But he was powerless to change his father's mind.

*
After Yu Ziqing washed up, she said goodnight to the babies and went back to her room.

There is still a faint scent of cologne in the room.

Obviously there is nothing missing in the room, but she feels much emptier than before.

She looked at the leaf paintings on the bookshelf and fell into deep thought.

This was done by He Xuanchen.

She can still recall the excited expression on the man's face when he just finished painting the leaves.

Just like a child who has just learned to walk, finally standing up on his own and taking the first step in life, that pure sense of accomplishment.

Yu Ziqing withdrew her thoughts.

Why did you start thinking about messing around again?

The phone rang suddenly.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she was a little excited for no reason.

Walked to the table in a few steps, picked up the phone, and saw He Xuanchen's profile picture.

The corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, but she forcibly cut off her thoughts.

She didn't answer, and stared at the screen quietly thinking.

They are still calling over there persistently, over and over again.

Yu Ziqing restrained herself from thinking about anything, and didn't want to talk about it.

Suddenly, He Xuanchen's expression when he left flashed in his mind.

She wavered again.

"If he doesn't answer it all the time, will he fly back overnight?" She said to herself.

I found a reason for myself and pressed the answer button.

The moment the screen was switched on, a beautiful face appeared.

The phoenix eyes were shining like obsidian, and the thin lips curved slightly.

The three buttons on the collar of the well-fitting white shirt were unbuttoned, revealing the collarbone and pectoral muscles.

Part of the night scene can be seen through the window behind him.

Yu Ziqing looked calm, and asked lightly, "What are you doing?"

He Xuanchen looked at the camera, and the thoughts in his eyes were about to overflow the screen.

A magnetic voice came from inside:
"doing what?"

Yu Ziqing lowered her eyes and said, "Get ready to sleep."

She unconsciously picked up the hair tie on the dressing table, gently pulled it, wrapped it around her fingers, and changed the pattern.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for half a minute, and the deep voice came again:

"Open the window."

Yu Ziqing suddenly looked up at the window.

She immediately calmed down again. He Xuanchen was obviously in the hotel, so it was impossible for him to be outside the window.

He Xuanchen grinned and said, "There is a surprise, go and open it."

Yu Ziqing frowned, and walked to the window in doubt.

There is nothing outside the window.

There was a trace of loss and anger in her heart.

A man's sexy voice came from the mobile phone on the dressing table again: "Turn off the quilt and have a look."

Yu Ziqing rolled her eyes at the phone, but didn't follow what he said.

"He Xuanchen, are you kidding me? You'd better not come back, or I'll kick you to death."

He Xuanchen smiled and said, "I'll go back tomorrow and wait for you to kick me."

Yu Ziqing said coldly, "Don't go back."

He Xuanchen asked: "You hate seeing me so much?"

Yu Ziqing didn't bother to answer, and said angrily, "I'm going to rest. Hang up."

He Xuanchen hurriedly said: "Don't hang up, that's it, okay?"

Yu Ziqing frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

He Xuanchen said: "Pretend to be with you."

Yu Ziqing pursed her lips, said nothing, and went back to bed with her mobile phone.

The screen on the phone also moved.

He Xuanchen leaned back against the head of the bed and said, "Go to sleep, but don't hang up."

Yu Ziqing put the phone flat on the bedside table.

"I can't see you anymore." He Xuanchen said.

Yu Ziqing closed her eyes and said coldly, "If you talk again, I'll die."

This man is so annoying.

Already flew to another city, still bothering her.

He Xuanchen said: "You're a little irritable, why don't you sing a lullaby for you?"

Yu Ziqing said calmly, "No need, just shut up."

A deep and deep voice came slowly, "Little baby, go to sleep, I will accompany you in your dreams..."

Yu Ziqing let out a chuckle: "Stop singing, it's so ugly."

He has a nice voice, but he doesn't get a single scale right.