After rebirth, the old, weak, sick and disabled are a family

"Ayan, is everything okay over there? Yueyue asked me when you'll be back."

While Tan Xuxi was calling Duan Huiyan, she was busy in the kitchen preparing ingredients for dinner.

On the other end of the phone, Duan Huiyan's voice sounded a little tired.

"I ran into a little trouble. It might be a little later."

"Little trouble? Are you okay?" Tan Xuxi's heart immediately lifted and she asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

Duan Huiyan smiled softly, trying to make his voice sound more relaxed. Thousands of words finally turned into one sentence.

"Don't tell Xiaoyue to worry. I bought you a gift. It will arrive in Country C tomorrow morning. Remember to give it to her for me then."

"Okay, then be careful, don't stay out too late, and come back early." Tan Xuxi reminded.

After hanging up the phone, Duan Huiyan stood by the window, looking at the darkening sky in the distance.

"Mr. Duan, we have discussed tomorrow's cooperation plan again. We hope you can attend in person."

Secretary Lan stood aside and reminded carefully.

Duan Huiyan retracted his gaze and took a deep breath, "Okay, I understand. Advance your schedule for tomorrow. Book a flight back to Country C."

"Okay, Mr. Duan." Secretary Lan nodded, turned and left.

Duan Huiyan took out his wallet, which contained a group photo. Qu Shuyue was holding him with one arm and Tan Xuxi with the other, her eyes curved into crescents due to her smiling.

"Yanyan, Yanyan, you bastard Duan, it's time for us to go home."

He seemed to hear her voice again, clear and pleasant, like the sound of a mountain spring, beating against his heart.

Duan Huiyan gently stroked the photo and pulled it out.

There was another photo at the end, which was taken of him and Qu Shuyue in the rose garden, and he shamelessly kissed her face.

Roses are beautiful, but she is more beautiful.

He couldn't help but lower his head, gently press a kiss on the photo, and then carefully put the photo back in its place.

The wallet is small, but it hides his heart.

Duan Huiyan's phone rang again. It was a message from Qu Shuyue:

"Yanyan, I miss you, please come back soon!"

She also took a selfie of herself gnawing on a chicken leg, which was so cute that people couldn't help but laugh. Tan Xuxi's hand also appeared in the photo.

The reply was: "I miss you too. I'm taking care of some small stuff and will be back tomorrow. I bought you a gift."

He put the photo under his head and had no dreams that night.

Duan Huiyan got up early and rushed to the negotiation site. He flipped through the project book and complained:

"What is ME Group thinking? Going to Country C to develop, when their local market is not yet firmly established."

"Maybe they think Country C has greater potential. I'm not sure about the details. I'm just responsible for the contact this time." Secretary Lan guessed.

Duan Huiyan didn't say anything more. He was more concerned about whether this cooperation would be successful and when he could finish his work here and return to Country C.

"Holding the meeting place in such a remote place, so far away from the city, is really a hassle." Secretary Lan complained.

Duan Huiyan glanced at him calmly and said, "Do your job well and don't complain."

Secretary Lan immediately shut up and dared not say anything more.

Mr. Duan was the most gentle when he was in love with Miss Qu, but it was a pity that they didn't end up together.

Since the breakup, Mr. Duan seemed like a different person, becoming increasingly cold and difficult to serve.

Secretary Lan secretly complained in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.

The car stopped at a manor in the suburbs.

Duan Huiyan got out of the car and saw from afar that people from the ME Group were already waiting there.

He straightened his suit and walked towards them.

Duan Huiyan walked closer, nodded politely, then shook hands with the representative of ME Group, and both sides began to get down to business.

The meeting did not go smoothly, as the two sides had serious differences on the details of the cooperation.

Finally decided to take a break.

He took out his cell phone and saw several messages from Qu Shuyue, which made him want to go back even more urgently.

He took a deep breath and smelled a hint of fragrance.

He glanced sideways and saw a rose garden outside the window. He was moved and stood up and walked out.

He stood in the rose garden, closed his eyes, and her smile could heal all his fatigue.

He couldn't help imagining.

If she were here, how they would play in the rose garden and how he would kiss her cheek.

Then she laughed and called to him.

"Mr. Duan, I like roses."

Duan Huiyan's smile faded upon hearing this and he turned around. It was a representative of the ME Group, with blond hair and blue eyes, and some Asian ancestry.

"No, it's my lover who likes it." Duan Huiyan corrected.

Is this what it feels like when Tan Xuxi rejects someone’s advances on the pretext of getting married?

A one-man show.

A lonely carnival for one person.

One person's emotional sacrifice.

"So that's how it is. It seems that Mr. Duan loves your lover deeply." The representative of ME Group said with a smile.

Duan Huiyan was stunned and didn't notice the waiter rushing over and bumping into him.

"Ah!" With a scream, the tray in the waiter's hand flew out.

Duan Huiyan's wallet fell to the ground with a thud. He didn't care about anything else and went to pick it up, but it was still a little too late.

The red wine glass smashed to the ground, and the red liquid stained the photo and his hands.

He stared blankly at the photo soaked in red wine.

My heart suddenly ached.

He squatted down and tried to pick up the photo.

But he found that his finger was cut by the fragments, and blood dripped onto the photo and mixed with the red wine.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." He apologized in a low voice, but no one responded.

"Sorry, sorry! I'll clean it up right away!" The waiter apologized hurriedly and squatted down to pick up the debris.

Duan Huiyan raised his head, with gloom spreading in his eyes. He said lightly: "No need, I can do it myself."

He stood up, took the tissue handed to him by the waiter, and wiped the red wine and blood stains on the photo.

He was blurred in the photo, with only a red area left.

He stroked the photo gently, as if he could touch her cheek.

"I'll make it up to you, I'm really sorry!" the waiter apologized again.

Duan Huiyan raised his head and glanced at the waiter coldly, "No need, you can go now."

Compensation? No matter how you compensate, it’s gone.

He really wanted to curse, but when he thought of Qu Shuyue, he held it back.

He couldn't get angry over such a small matter, he still had to rush back to see her.

"Mr. Duan, I'm really sorry. I will take responsibility for everything." The waiter was still very nervous.

"I said it's not necessary, don't you understand?" Duan Huiyan's voice rose a few degrees, and his brows were full of hostility.

The waiter shuddered and quickly retreated.

The ME Group representative saw the person in the photo clearly and narrowed his eyes.

Afterwards, the meeting continued, but Duan Huiyan's words became even sharper, to the point of refusing to give in.

The representative who flirted with Duan Huiyan had been absent-minded.

"Dongfang, I just saw a photo that might interest you."