The contract of the rich and powerful

Hearing Tang Yixin's scream, Yan Luosheng and the servant were startled. Yan Luosheng quickly ran upstairs, opened the door of Tang Yixin's room, and found her lying on the bed with dense beads of sweat on her forehead.

Tang Yixin stretched out a hand and didn't know what she was grabbing, but it could be seen that she must be having a nightmare.

In the dream, Tang Yixin dreamed of Senior Yufei and Senior Yufei's mother. They were standing in front of Tang Yixin, looking at her sadly. Tang Yixin wanted to reach out to grab them, but he couldn't catch them in mid-air. less than them.

"Auntie, I'm sorry. Auntie, I was wrong. I blame me. This matter is all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have died, and your family wouldn't have broken up. I was wrong. Auntie, please forgive me."

Tang Yixin couldn't wake up from the nightmare, but she couldn't cry anymore.

Yan Luosheng did not wake Tang Yixin up, but held her hand tightly, and whispered in her ear: "It's okay, it's okay."

Yan Luosheng's eyes were full of distress. He knew that the matter of Shen Yufei's family had brought Tang Yixin a big blow, and she had always felt guilty.

It seems that Tang Yixin has not been able to sleep well these days.

Yan Luosheng patted her shoulder lightly, and gently wiped away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes. Tang Yixin, who had been crying all the time, gradually calmed down. She stopped crying and talking in sleep, and her breathing gradually became steady.

Seeing that she was sleeping peacefully, Yan Luosheng was about to get up and go back to the room to rest, but Tang Yixin's hand was holding his hand tightly, and refused to let go even if he said he would die.

Yan Luosheng looked back at Tang Yixin in his sleep, shook his head helplessly, and finally stayed, sitting by the bed, allowing her to hold his hand, and stayed by Tang Yixin's side for a whole night.

When it was almost dawn, Yan Luosheng gently withdrew his hands, his legs were a little numb, he knocked on his legs before barely standing up.

Putting Tang Yixin's hands back under the quilt, and pulling the quilt up again, Yan Luosheng left her room.

The servants got up at five o'clock and started to prepare. Seeing Yan Luosheng coming down, they couldn't help asking with concern: "Sir, is Miss Tang okay last night?"

Yan Luosheng shook his head, then he thought of something and asked suddenly: "Will you keep having nightmares like this a few days ago?"

The servants didn't understand, but Miss Tang was really depressed a few days ago: "It should be. You were not at home a few days ago, so I don't know. Miss Tang has a bad complexion and often stares at the TV in a daze. We still I can often hear Ms. Tang crying softly alone in the room. The mood has only improved in the past few days."

Yan Luosheng couldn't help frowning even deeper, he just felt sorry for Tang Yixin, seeing her so helpless alone in the nightmare, Yan Luosheng knew that Tang Yixin had a kind heart, so he thought she was responsible for this incident.

However, this has nothing to do with Tang Yixin, let alone his own business.

In order for Tang Yixin to adjust her mood, Yan Luosheng immediately hung the painting she brought back last night in an obvious place in the living room, hoping that after seeing this painting, her mood would gradually improve.

After packing everything up, Yan Luosheng didn't stay at home. Although he was extremely tired, he still went out early.

I haven't figured out how to face Tang Yixin yet, and it will only be more embarrassing if we meet.

Before going out, Yan Luosheng said to the servants: "If she asked me if I came back last night, you would say that you didn't see me. If she asked where the painting came from, you would say someone sent it in the morning."

Yan Luosheng was thinking, would Tang Yixin know that he stayed by her bedside until dawn last night?

Maybe Tang Yixin didn't know anything, but just in case, Yan Luosheng explained it.

More than an hour after Yan Luosheng left, Tang Yixin finally woke up. She really didn't know what happened last night, but she seemed to be having a nightmare again, and her head hurt after getting up. She shook her hair and got up to go to the bathroom.

For some reason, Tang Yixin always felt that someone was in her room last night, and she seemed to be holding someone's hand. Could it be Yan Luosheng?

Tang Yixin twitched the corners of his mouth for this thought that suddenly flashed into his mind, thinking wildly, how could it be Yan Luosheng?

That man might appear by Xia Yunxi's side and be by her side all the time, but how could he stay by her side?

After washing, Tang Yixin changed her clothes and went downstairs to prepare for dinner. As soon as she walked down the stairs, she was deeply attracted by the painting on the living room wall.

Tang Yixin walked into the painting step by step, and couldn't help stretching out his hands to caress the frame and canvas carefully. This painting is the work of a famous Indian painter. She liked it very much before, but she can't buy this kind of genuine product. You can't even buy it.

But at home, how could there be this painting all of a sudden?

Tang Yixin looked at it carefully over and over again, yes, this is the real thing, this is definitely a real painting.

Just overnight, there was an authentic Indian painting in the house, and Tang Yixin couldn't help but pinch himself.

"Ah, it hurts so much." Tang Yixin stared blankly at the painting, this is not a dream, it is real.

"Morning Miss Tang." Seeing Tang Yixin standing in front of the painting in a daze, the two servants immediately greeted her, but Tang Yixin excitedly grabbed the aunt's arm and asked, "This painting, why is this painting here? Who sent it? "

Seeing this painting, the mood of the whole person became happy.

The servant lady thought of the few words Yan Luosheng explained before leaving, and said according to Yan Luosheng's explanation: "Oh, someone sent it in the morning, maybe the husband bought it."

Tang Yixin let out a dumbfounded oh, unexpectedly Yan Luosheng really had some vision, this painting is definitely a preservation of value when bought, and it is still a genuine work, thinking that he can see this painting every day, the corners of Tang Yixin's mouth can't help but keep rising.

Tang Yixin's mood finally gradually improved, but Yan Luosheng came to the company quite tired.

Xia Yunlei also went to work at the company on time. Seeing Yan Luosheng so tired, she couldn't help but wonder, did A Sheng go to the hospital to accompany her sister after the banquet last night?

Thinking of this, Xia Yunlei became crazily jealous of her sister.Why is that woman so much luckier than myself!

Yan Luosheng sat in front of the desk, rubbing his temples non-stop, he was indeed a little tired last night.

When Yan Luosheng was about to take a break, he received a call. He took it out and saw that the number on the caller ID was the housekeeper's number.

Yan Luosheng couldn't help frowning, why did the housekeeper suddenly call him?Did something happen to grandpa?

As soon as the call was answered, the housekeeper's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Master, it's not good, Master Yan...Master Yan has a heart attack and is being rescued in the No. [-] Hospital!"

When Yan Luosheng heard that something happened to his grandfather, his face changed suddenly, he hung up the phone, and left the company in a hurry.

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