After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

Qin Ce took out his cell phone from his arms and looked at it, then hung it up and put it back without leaving a trace.

Just as Wang Ye was about to speak, his cell phone rang again.

He hung up again and threw it on the sofa.

When it rang for the third time, Wang Ye couldn't help it anymore, "Qin Ce, why don't you answer the phone?"

"Sales call." Qin Ce continued to stare at the computer and ignored the ringtone.

Wang Ye smacked his lips and complained to Qiao Xing, "He is such a busy man every day."

"I call people every day when I go to work. People get annoyed when they see my phone number and hang up on me just like him."

Qiao Xing also thought of his job, "Cousin, haven't you quit your job yet?"

"I'm resigning. It's not due yet. There are only a few days until one month. But there are still things that need to be done before the resignation is due."

"what's up?"

Wang Ye grinned, "Repay Bai Yi's money, so I can get [-]% commission."

"Didn't you say that she owes 230 million yuan? It must be more than that if you add interest. Can aunt give her such a colorful gift?"

Wang Ye said: "I definitely can't give it. My mother gave her 150 million, but she paid back 20 before, so adding the 150 million, she paid back 170 million."

Wang Ye was still counting on his fingers, "But it's still not enough, so I can only pay back 100 million first, and the remaining 50..."

Qiao Xing listened to his words and looked at him with more and more subtle eyes.

She suddenly didn't know whether Wang Ye was calculating his own commission or calculating the debt for Bai Yi and planning to repay the debt together with Bai Yi?

But when I heard that he quit that terrible job, I felt relieved, "Well quit, you are not suitable for that job, so what are you going to do after quitting?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I want academic qualifications and skills, so I just go to the construction site and move bricks."

"I told you not to go to school well, and now I know you regret it."

Wang Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, "Oh, my mother complained about this to me, and you asked me, is it true, have you been assimilated by my mother?"

Qiao Xing blinked and chose to end the topic, "Just kidding."

"I know, forget it, I think you have nothing to do, so I won't disturb you anymore. You can rest, I'm leaving."

"Well, take Linlin and take it slow."

"I know." Wang Ye glanced at Linlin beside him, "Are you leaving?"

Not to be outdone, Linlin glared at him, "I want my mother!"

"Your mother hasn't gotten off work yet. As you grow up, you know you need your mother every day. When I was your age, I was the boss in the class!"

Wang Ye has been naughty since he was a child. When he was in school, he was the thorn in the class since kindergarten. No one dared to mess with him.

This was especially true when he was in junior high school. Relying on his loyalty, he became brothers with a group of low-school students and did not do his job properly.

They think they are very powerful, but those who study well look down on them, including teachers, who think people like him have no future.

The results of it.

Fulfilled!

Now in their junior high school class group, he doesn't dare to speak when he sees those people showing off.

Although he was sometimes pulled out and teased, Wang Ye could only pretend to be dead silently. After being severely beaten by society, Wang Ye and those with good grades seemed to have switched identities.

During the Chinese New Year, someone invited everyone to have a class reunion, but Wang Ye didn't go either. He was too embarrassed to go and there was no need to go.

Even if I go there, I’ll make people laugh.

Now Wang Ye has almost lost contact with those so-called brothers in the past.

Wang Ye took Linlin and left the hospital, going to Weisheng to wait for Bai Yi to get off work.

As soon as he left, Qin Ce's phone rang again.

Qiao Xing couldn't help but glance at him. She saw that Qin Ce's expression was solemn and a little upset.

This time he still hung up, but walked out with his cell phone.

Qiao Xing stared at his back, thinking that he was too busy at work. He had to take care of her at the same time.

She felt very sorry.

Qin Ce came outside the corridor, far away from the ward, and then answered the call again.

"It's more difficult to get through to you than it is for Monk Tang to ask for scriptures. It took me a few phone calls before you answered my call. Qin Ce, what do you mean now?"

Qin Ce frowned and said in a deep voice: "I should ask you this, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean? My meaning is very simple. Let your brother and your grandfather come back to me. It's better now. These two grandfathers are determined to go against me. Are you up to something?"

"I don't have that much free time. It's your own problem whether you can bring someone back or not. Don't blame it on me."

Qin Liang sneered, "Xiao Ce, you are my son. You can tell me what you want. As a father, can I still deny it to you?"

Qin Ce frowned deeper and deeper and did not answer his words.

Qin Liang continued on the other end, "But the old man is getting older. This person will inevitably become confused when he gets older. If he is fooled by others, he will make some wrong decisions. He is confused, but you can't be confused, you know? ?”

Qin Liang's words were full of insinuations, and Qin Ce would be able to hear them as long as he wasn't stupid.

Qin Ce said: "I think that although the old man is old, he is more sober than anyone else. He knew that someone would plot against him when he returned to Beijing, so he made some wise decisions."

"On the contrary, there are some people whose plans have failed, who are resentful and do some unworthy things under high-sounding excuses."

After saying this, there was silence on the phone for a few seconds.

Then, Qin Liang's angry laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Okay, okay, you are really my good son. I hear what you mean, are you ready to declare war on your father?"

Qin Ce said: "I didn't mean that. Your father is so arrogant, how can I dare to declare war with you? The old man's shares were given to me, but I am not interested in these things."

"Of course, the premise is that you don't bother me. Otherwise, you might be interested one day."

Qin Liang laughed, but the smile was through gritted teeth, "What a loud tone, you are worthy of being my son. I shouldn't have let your mother take you away in the first place!"

"Anything else?"

"Qin Ce, let me ask you something. Do you still recognize me as your father?"

Qin Ce said nothing.

"Very good, then I'll wait and see. I want to see how much real ability you have in saying these words."

After saying that, there was a beep of hang up on the other end of the phone.

He squeezed the phone, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

After standing in the corridor for a while, he pinched his eyebrows and returned to the ward.

When Qiao Xing saw him coming back, he just wanted to say hello to him, but seeing his serious face and looking not in a good mood, Qiao Xing swallowed his last words.

He returned to the sofa and sat down, picked up his laptop again and opened it. The keyboard was typing so hard that Qiao Xing didn't even dare to talk to him.

Then his phone rang again.

Qiao Xing could clearly see the rage in his eyes.

But he still answered the phone and his voice sounded normal, "Say."