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"How is the investigation going?" Wu Yicheng asked.

"The DNA of Mr. Wu and Mr. An was tested according to your words. This is the result of the test." He took out the test form from his bag and handed it to Wu Yicheng. Mr. Li said, "As you guessed, they are not the biological father and son."

Wu Yicheng twisted his handsome eyebrows a few times, but he didn't expect that one of his conjectures had really become a reality, and that An Yi was not Wu Yibai's biological son.In this way, everything was explained clearly. An Yi was injured, fell ill, and became increasingly indifferent to Wu Yibai. In the end, he didn't get a penny of the Wu family's property.

"Who is Wu Yibai's biological son??"

"We don't have any other clues yet. Mr. Li said hesitantly. Since he has cooperated with Wu Yicheng for so many years, he thinks it is good to say some things: "Mr. Wu, have you ever thought that Mr. Wu Yibai's shareholding in the company If it is transferred to you, do you just admit that you are.

"no!"

Wu Yicheng interrupted him.A little anxious, of course he also thought about this fact, but he didn't dare to admit it.

If this is the case, he is really Wu Yibai's biological son, does An Yi know? ?If he knows, then.

Wu Yicheng didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Let's go first." Wu Yicheng said, "Call me if you have anything to do."

Mr. Li got up first to leave, and Wu Yicheng was lost in thought for a moment as he stared at the official contract in front of him.An Yi, who was kidnapped and blackmailed when he was a child, was imprisoned when he grew up, self-harmed, depressed, and hypnotized for memory implantation.

What kind of cruel person can do all this, Wu Yibai.If Wu Yibai is really his father.Then Ann will also be the biggest victim, himself.Even without knowing it is an accomplice.

Wu Yicheng was not in the mood to do anything anymore, his heart was in a mess, he copied his coat and hurriedly left the company.

"An Yi, where are you??"

"I?? I'm at work." An Yi was a little surprised, and Wu Yicheng's voice sounded anxious: "What's wrong with you?"

Wu Yicheng took a deep breath: "I'll go find you."

"Hello?? Hello??"

The screen of the mobile phone showed that the call was over. An Yi was surprised that Wu Yicheng was different from the past, and wanted to call him again to ask him, but the customers lined up to check out one by one. An Yi was busy with the work in hand. Afterwards, the crowd gradually decreased. At 10:08 in the evening, Wu Yicheng rushed in from the outside, dragged An Yi and walked out.

"Acheng?? Acheng! What's wrong with you!"

He wanted to break free from Wu Yicheng's hand, but his strength was really great. Regardless of the pointing eyes of the people around him, Wu Yicheng directly dragged An Yi to a dark intersection, where Wu Yicheng's car also stopped.

"Hey!"

Being dragged into the back seat of the car, An Yi's head hit the window glass, grinning in pain, and just about to swear, Wu Yicheng's lips pressed up suddenly.

"Well.

An Yi was a little confused by the sudden kiss, Wu Yicheng closed the car door, two big men squeezed into the back seat of the car, a bit crowded, Wu Yicheng didn't know what he was panicking about, just wanted to take off the clothes on An Yi, and couldn't wait feel each other's body temperature.

"Acheng! You... ah..."

What he wanted to blame was an uncontrollable groan. An Yi leaned half of his body against the car window, and was about to be stripped naked, and Wu Yicheng wanted to set his body on fire.

The temperature gradually rose, and the breaths of the two of them mixed together, and An Yi could feel Wu Yicheng's uneasiness, which was why he acquiesced in Wu Yicheng's ridiculous behavior.

Since the last time at the hotel, after a long time, An Yi still burst into tears in pain, even though Wu Yicheng moved a lot softer after seeing An Yi cry again, An Yi saw Wu Yicheng's forbearing expression , holding his neck, indicating that he himself is okay.

Wu Yicheng gritted his teeth, kissed An Yi's shoulder blades, and they hugged each other, as if only in this way could they feel a little bit more secure.

Pain and pleasure are intertwined, just like what An Yi has always felt, Wu Yicheng also felt it.

As if he knew something, An Yi thought at the moment when his mouth fainted.

Forget it, you know it when you know it.

An also doesn't care anymore.

"I'm sorry. An Yi... I'm sorry.

Wu Yicheng stayed up all night, sitting on the chair beside the bed, holding An Yi's hand, and kept apologizing.

In the middle of the night last night, I went back to the house I rented for An Yi, and when I cleaned up An Yi who had fainted, I found out that he was injured.Carefully hugging the sleepy An Yi to the bed, Wu Yicheng's heart ached.

The person I wanted to cherish the most, but still hurt him.

"Om-"

Wu Yicheng's eyes were red, he collected himself, got up and went outside to answer the phone.

"Someone is secretly buying shares in the company?" After hearing the assistant's report, although Wu Yicheng knew that someone would trip him up just as he took the chairman's position, he really had no idea who the impatient person would be.

An Yi's shadow suddenly flashed in his mind.He is not Wu Yibai's biological son, Wu Yicheng transferred the company to himself, An Yi was very calm.

No, not possible.Wu Yicheng quickly rejected this idea.

"kindness.

Hearing An Yi's voice in the bedroom, Wu Yicheng quickly hung up the phone and went back, helping An Yi to sit up: "It's better. Is there something uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." An Yi's voice was a little hoarse, and his private parts felt cold and numb. It should be Wu Yicheng who gave him medicine: "You haven't slept all night??"

Wu Yicheng nodded, and carefully fed An Yi a drink of water: "Let's take a rest."

"I can't sleep." An Yi licked his lower lip, and acted like a baby to Wu Yicheng: "Sleep with me."

Wu Yicheng smiled: "Okay."

Taking off his coat and getting under the quilt, Wu Yicheng hugged An Yi, feeling a lot more at ease, feeling An Yi move in his arms, Wu Yicheng leaned over and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

"I'm not a woman." An Yi muttered, "Why are you hugging me like this?"

"I love you, An Yi." Wu Yicheng said suddenly, and immediately felt An Yi's body stiffen in his arms.

"I love you, An Yi."

Wu Yicheng repeated it again, as if he was waiting for An Yi's answer.

"I know, I know." An Yi covered her mouth and smiled.

"What about you?? An Yi?? Do you love me??" Wu Yicheng asked him.

After not getting a reply for a long time, Wu Yicheng looked at An Yi and found that he had already breathed evenly and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Wu Yicheng brushed away the broken hair covering his forehead for him, gently withdrew his hand, got up from the bed, and repeated over and over again: "I love you, An Yi."

After kissing him at the end, Wu Yicheng picked up his coat and went out.

The door was closed, and An Yi was left in the house, with his eyes closed tightly, not wanting to let tears flow down.

"I don't love you, Ah Cheng."

The voice was trembling. An Yi lied and said that he would believe it. He huddled under the quilt and wept silently.

"I don't love you, Ah Cheng.

Every time he repeated this sentence, his head hurt even more.An Yi's vision was already blurred, and he reached out to reach the mobile phone next to the bed, but couldn't find it several times.

If he died, he would be free, An Yi thought, this kind of life is too tiring.

But he can't die yet.He can't die. ．

On the way to the company by car, Wu Yicheng suddenly felt flustered, he turned the car to the side and stopped, and dialed An Yi's phone directly.

The phone rang for a long time, and it was only picked up when Wu Yicheng was about to drive back.

"An Yi! You. Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine." An Yi's voice sounded listless as if he had just woken up: "What's wrong?? Didn't you go to the company?"

"No, it's all right. It's just that you're all right." Wu Yicheng heaved a sigh of relief, calmed down while pressing his beating heart, "Then I'm going to work."

An Yi replied in a muffled voice, "Okay."

After answering, he threw the phone aside, An Yi leaned back in pain, the injection needle on his arm was removed, looked at Mo Nanxi who was already sweating, An Yi smiled: "Thank you."

"It can only relieve the pain temporarily." Mo Nancy put down the needle and said, "Don't worry too much, get more rest. If you want a radical cure, you must see the original doctor, and you must not ask someone else to treat it, understand."

"You doctors are always nagging like this??" An Yi said perfunctorily: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Oh. Mo Nanxi looked at An Yi distressedly: "Then you rest, I will go to the doctor first.

An Yi shook his head, got out of bed and went out: "No, I have something to do, let's go with you."

Mananxi grabbed An Yi's arm.

An Yi paused.

"What's wrong?" An Yi asked.

"You know. Mo Nanxi smiled wryly, looking lovingly at An Yi's side face, not wanting to look away: "You know.Yeah. ． ． ． ． ． "

Of course An Yi knew what he was talking about.

"I'm not worth it." An Yi sighed.

"I think it's worth it." Mo Nanxi was unwilling to let go, he was greedy for such a little physical contact with An Yi: "An Yi, why him? Just because you guys met first? I don't have a chance? This It's not fair. An Yi, give me another chance.

"There is no problem with the order of acquaintance."

An Yi took a deep breath, turned around and said to Mo Nanxi: "Doctor Mo, I really appreciate you. When I was sick, you were the one who took care of me. I know you are a good person. Although it is not appropriate to say so now, it is because of you He's a nice guy. That's why we don't fit in."

"As for Wu Yicheng, we are the same person. That's why we are attracted to each other." An Yi lowered his head, and he felt uncomfortable: "Doctor Mo, believe me, you will definitely find someone better than me, it's just me. I don't deserve your kindness to me."

"If I could give up easily if I like it, I wouldn't have to suffer so much."

I turn my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

The feeling of flying a kite is like facing a distant object. Although the distance is far away, the heart is always not in despair.Because you know, you hold this thread in your hand, it's like a constant fate, pulling each other.

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