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Ye Lang's hand holding the table knife tightened suddenly, and the back of his hand with strong bones and muscles was extremely ferocious.He lowered his head, his face was blurred in the reflection of the shining dinner plate.

Ye Qijun was still talking: "...Ye Han, everyone knows it in their hearts, and that's enough. He didn't have a good time when he gained power. Why do you have to fight with him to such an extent? Jing Lao Yin Lao, I made a mistake In other words, let you kill, why do you do it so badly? No matter how bad the old man is, he has raised you to such an age, eats and drinks well, and teaches you hard, so you repay him like this? "

When Ye Lang raised his head again, his expression was still impeccable, and he even twitched the corners of his mouth.It's just that this smile is really inhuman in the eyes of outsiders.

"Uncle taught me that," he said.

"I knew from the very beginning that the old man didn't like me." Ye Qijun seemed to not care about table manners at all, with one elbow resting on the table, his upper body leaning forward slightly, his sharp eyes casually swept around, and finally stuck in Ye Qijun's eyes. On Lang's face, "You say your father is cowardly and I'm treacherous. I admit it. He doesn't raise black sheep or moths. He appoints talents on the merits. He doesn't like me, and I have no objection."

"But my two children," Ye Qijun said, paused for a moment, the pause had the meaning of gnashing of teeth, and the voice suddenly became a hundred times louder, "The old man admits that they are no worse than you in terms of talent!"

His voice was already resonant and deep, but this one was like cutting gold and breaking iron. An ancient bell rang loudly, echoing in the entire empty dome restaurant, "I have treated you badly, have they ever treated you badly?! Qingsang is looking at you I grew up! I cut your shares, and Mingyuan gave you his own post! I suppressed you and wanted to train you. I thought you were high-spirited and didn’t want to be a minister. These two people - still against me, Call me unfair, there is no tolerance!"

"Dad," Ye Qingsang, who had been silent all this time, shook his head, "it's useless to talk too much."

"You are still defending him!" Ye Qijun's cardiopulmonary function is estimated to be protesting fiercely.He maintained his demeanor, he didn't lose his composure or blush, he was just out of breath, and he waved away Ye Mingyuan's smooth hand.

Dozens of people around listened to the whole process without saying a word, and there was no sound.Huo Yang was sitting at the same table, feeling thorns on his back, hot sweat sticking to the back of his heart, it was hard to imagine how Ye Lang would feel.

He didn't dare to look at him at all, he just pretended he didn't hear anything.

Ye Lang moved his fingers slightly after being motionless as if in dead silence, and then slowly said: "The matter about the second grandpa... I was taking medicine and diazepam at the time, and my mental state was not stable... Forget it. "

Halfway through his speech, he cut off his voice again, as if he felt that it was useless to say it.Ye Lang was silent for a moment, then said again: "Brother and sister have always been my role models. I am sorry for my brother. Later, I wanted to do a good job, but my sister also left. When I was young, I didn't want to fight... In fact, I couldn't fight .”

He didn't touch the bad luck of his big brother Baogong, but cast his eyes on Ye Qingsang's face, speaking slowly and solemnly, "If my sister is willing, the position of Chairman Ye and all the shares I hold, All transfers. I have prepared the documents for immigration to Switzerland, and I will not come back after I go.”

There was a humming sound from the hall, and Huo Yang turned his head abruptly.He saw Ye Lang's expression was almost desperate and determined, and looked at Ye Qingsang from a distance, as if he had put all his remaining life and vitality on this answer, and would never turn around.

Ye Mingyuan remained unmoved.Ye Qijun's eyes looked like he was looking at a child who had gone crazy, and he was still thinking that the castle built with sand would recover automatically.And Ye Qingsang - she hasn't spoken yet.

She took off the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

This unobstructed face is the same as her father and brother, with a high nose and slashed cheeks, deep eyes and thin lips, and a darker wheat-colored skin. Usually, the eyes are always half-opened lazily, and there seems to be no strength in speaking. of.But when she took off her glasses, her falcon-like aura gradually revealed its edge.

"You don't want to go to Switzerland." Ye Qingsang said, "You haven't lived there for more than five years, and you don't have any investment."

Ye Lang said calmly: "I can get married."

But these words are equivalent to exposing the fact that Ye Qingsang pointed out sharply: he is not qualified to immigrate to Switzerland at all.

"I watched you grow up. I don't know what you will do?" Ye Qingsang said indifferently, "The old man forced you hard, we know. When you were in college, he asked you to make trouble, me and Brother didn't take it seriously at the time."

"As a result, you changed later."

"The more you want to get rid of Grandpa, the more you look like him." She put on her glasses again and shook her head, "Now you don't even leave yourself a way out."

This is what it means to distrust Ye Lang.

The first dish was served without moving at all, the second soup and the third main meal were served, Ye Qijun probably had an appetite after he had exhausted his breath, sat up straight with a knife and fork, and finally paid attention to Huo Yang , the tone was very polite, "I am a guest from afar, and I am also a guest now. Just let my nephew worry about anything, and we will take care of the food."

Under his greeting, Huo Yang ate a mouthful of steak tastefully.

Butler Ma was about to go forward to pour wine for Ye Qijun, but Ye Lang stood up and raised his hand to stop him, "I was the one who poured wine for uncle before, and this is no exception."

Ye Qijun laughed loudly, "Okay!"

The former parent, who is over half a century old, is full of style and sits upright.The noble nephew bent down and poured wine for him, but he didn't even look at it. He was a waiter, and after Ye Lang took his seat, he coldly brought the first glass of wine, "Drink!"

Two bottles of red wine, followed by a bottle of Moutai.Ye Qijun can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and he talks and laughs happily, saying that half of his business is drunk.The atmosphere in the second half of the table was no longer tense, it was just drinking; Ye Qijun's face turned redder as he drank, Ye Lang's face turned paler as he drank, Huo Yang wanted to share with him, but was pushed aside by this stubborn ass.

"The two of us together are not enough for him to drink," Ye Lang said in a low voice, "He has been in poor health these years, so he may not fight with me. Don't provoke him."

Huo Yang frowned, "Then I just watch?"

"You are responsible for carrying me away." Ye Lang patted him without looking, but this action was not comforting. Huo Yang watched him continue to accompany Ye Qijun to fill a glass.

When the second bottle of Moutai was opened, Huo Yang couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed the bottom of the bottle, and stared at Ye Lang with fiery eyes.

"Let go." Ye Lang said slowly.

His eyes were very cold, Huo Yang held back his breath, "Don't let go."

"Then I'll take it to you." Ye Lang let go of his hand indifferently, and glanced at the servant, who quickly opened another bottle and filled it respectfully.

In the middle of the table were flowers in a sapphire blue cloisonné enamel vase, the rose petals were trembling, and dew fell down drop after drop, soaking the tablecloth.

The fifth course was originally a cold appetizer, and the servants served Ye Qijun oyster lobster with crushed ice, but Ye Lang served grilled mixed vegetables sprinkled with shredded cheese.Ye Qijun took out a cigar from the humidor, cut off the cigarette butt, raised his chin and pointed to the table, "What's going on?"

Guanjia Ma said: "Young master has a bad stomach, and if you drink white wine, you won't eat seafood and greasy food."

"You are young," Ye Qijun laughed, lit a match, lit it, and held it in his mouth, "Your health is not good at all."

At this time, Ye Lang stood up unsteadily, and nodded his head with a sense of sanity, "I... go to the bathroom."

Huo Yang got angry when he saw his face, and it was not easy to get him away in front of so many people, so he followed behind him with a sinking face.

The road leading to the bathroom is winding and winding, and there are several abstract paintings hanging on it.When Huo Yang saw that there was no one around, he immediately went to support him, and said impatiently, "What's wrong with your toilet? When will it end?"

"..." Ye Lang pointed forward with pale lips, turned into the cubicle, opened the toilet, and vomited without saying a word.Huo Yang hurriedly helped him loosen the neckline of his tie, and said angrily, "Fuck, you fucked me up just now. I think your uncle is here to squeeze you, why not!"

"Ouch—" Ye Lang vomited intently.

"Alas, ancestor," Huo Yang went up to pat him on the back after a few words of anger, "Spit it out, it's comfortable to spit out."

His Tufa Huoyang had also experienced it, he had to pour out the last bit of the stomach, otherwise the stomach juice and bile would come back together, burning so that his throat was burning and painful, and his mouth was still bitter.

But Ye Lang didn't feel comfortable after vomiting.His fingers twitched convulsively on the white porcelain water tank, unable to utter a weak sentence, his vision was hazy and blackened intermittently.

In a daze, someone knelt on the ground and held his hand, Ye Lang struggled with the last bit of strength and said "my uncle and they are still there", trying to stand up.The man kept repeating in his ears that they had left, and left early, and finally restrained his struggle.

He slumped, resting his forehead on the man's shoulder.In this face-down posture, physiological tears were stored in the eyes, and under the action of gravity, they fell drop by drop.

On the trousers, on the back of the hand, between the fingers.

"They're all gone," Ye Lang heaved a sigh of relief, "They're all gone..."

"I won't go," the man hugged him, kissed him again, and said softly between lips and teeth, "I won't go."

Ye Lang didn't have much memory of how he got home afterwards, although he still retained a little sanity at the time.The advantage of having a big family is here, the two of them don't have to pass through the restaurant anymore, they go directly through a back door, and the driver is waiting there in the car.Ye Lang vomited again in the car, because Huo Yang gave him a bottle of mineral water to drink, he drank a couple of sips obediently, and retched after a while.

"You..." Huo Yang wanted to hug him, but was blocked by Ye Lang's arm.He bent down deeply, put his elbows on his knees, and pressed his forehead against his forehead for a long time without moving, still suppressing and enduring the pain alone.

The inside of the car was very spacious and dark, only the street lights flickering outside.In the flickering light, Huo Yang looked at him, "Is Clavicle Killer your friend? Chu Zhongxiao?"

They didn't speak over there, maybe they didn't even hear this abrupt question.Huo Yang also bent down, pinched his chin, forced him to turn his face, and said softly: "Who told you to meddle in your own business, huh?"

"You can't even take care of yourself, you know that?"

Ye Lang looked at him blankly, beads of sweat fell silently, wet his long eyelashes, and his pupils were dark and cloudy.

It was probably because his hands were a little strong, Ye Lang's stomach ached, he twisted his face back angrily, and continued to shrink back.Huo Yang folded his arms and leaned back, laughing and laughing, "Okay, I won't bully you anymore."

After returning home, Dabai lay down on the sofa and woke up as soon as the door was opened.The short-legged Jingba hopped on the spot several times, sniffed at Ye Lang's heels, and immediately barked wildly.Huo Yang shushed it several times before it calmed down reluctantly and bit the foot pad angrily.

Ye Lang was originally in low battery mode, and when he went to bed, he turned off the phone directly.Huo Yang didn't dislike him smelling of alcohol and sweat, so he stripped off his clothes, and stared at his flushed face in a daze for a long time.

He won't know.Huo Yang thought.

Then she couldn't help but leaned closer centimeter by centimeter, kissed his lips quietly, held her breath and waited for a while before licking his defenseless jaws.

It was impulsive before, but Huo Yang only remembered being distressed.And this kiss was a sneaky taste, his heart was beating in a panic and almost jumped out of his chest, Ye Lang's smell, heat, soft tip of tongue, all tactile sensations were incomparably vivid...

Finally Huo Yang raised his head abruptly, propped himself up, panting impatiently.Ye Lang swallowed subconsciously, a wisp of water trickled down from the corner of his mouth, his sleepy face was ignorant and alluring.

"Am I perverted?" He didn't dare to look at Ye Lang, wiped his lips hastily, covered the quilt, and ran away.