best day

"Are you okay?" Zheng Luolai stood helplessly in front of the hospital bed, looking at the weak Bai Yan.

Unexpectedly, this person usually has a superior IQ and a confident look, but he would faint at a critical moment.

Bai Yanen sighed, and touched his poor nose in pain.

Zheng Luolai snorted and said, "It's the most useless thing to play tricks on Dewey, but you made him so angry, what's the matter, don't you feel bad?"

"You really have no sympathy." Bai Yan squinted his eyes and said, "I was kind last night. If you really wanted to separate the two of you, you would have hid and cried by now."

Zheng Luolai looked at him for a while, then smiled: "How do you break it up?"

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and put his hand on his face, and said softly: "Go to bed with me?"

Bai Yan's smile is still pretty: "Then you have to be responsible to me, otherwise I will definitely ask you to look good."

He was sure that Zheng Luolai would devote himself to Dewey, but unexpectedly the delicate face in front of him suddenly enlarged.

At the close of the kiss, Bai Yan finally couldn't help frowning.

Zheng Luolai sighed: "You don't like men, do you?"

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows slyly: "Oh, what a senior comrade."

Zheng Luolai straightened up: "Not only have I had more men than you, but I have also had more women than you. You really dare to pretend in front of me."

Bai Yan yawned lazily: "Who made Mr. Zheng promise to double my salary if you two break up? But I'm so kind, I didn't do anything bad."

"Have a rest, I'm leaving." Zheng Luolai threw the medical records on him, then picked up his coat and left the ward.

Grandpa, company, disputes, lies, money power.

Why do these things suddenly become weightless in my heart?

At this moment, Mr. Hooligan just wants to find Dewey, smooth out the frown that he had frowned in the morning, make him happy, and then tell him his hidden feelings.

——.

"Dewey? Didn't come back, didn't you call him?" Bai Xia was a little confused when asked, standing at the door of the house and speaking like this.

Zheng Luolai handed over the specially bought gift, and said sincerely: "Auntie, we have a little misunderstanding, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

Bai Xia let him in sideways: "Come in, it's cold outside, he really didn't come home, what's the matter with you?"

Zheng Luolai didn't ask for trouble, but just said: "His phone was turned off, and he didn't return to my place. I think he should have gone home, so I came to ask. If that's the case, then I'll look for him elsewhere."

"Maybe it's at his brother's place." Bai Xia brought him some fruit, then turned around and called Du Yi for a while before asking, "Du Yi said he left at noon, maybe he went somewhere to play."

Zheng Luolai nodded and smiled awkwardly.

Bai Xia heard what had happened, and said insinuatingly, "Dewey has a solid eye, and his brain can't turn a corner. You should give him more room."

Zheng Luolai nodded, and was about to greet him when the phone rang suddenly.

He didn't want to pick it up, but saw that it was Zheng Jiawei, so he picked it up and said, "What are you going to do, enough is enough."

Zheng Jiawei sneered: "You bring Dad to see me, immediately."

Zheng Luolai asked: "Are you crazy? This is impossible."

Zheng Jiawei said: "First think about whether you have lost something, and then say it may not be possible."

"I..." Before Zheng Luolai finished speaking, his face froze: "Dewey is with you?"

Zheng Jiawei snorted contemptuously.

Zheng Luolai frowned: "Do you know who he is, and you dare to touch him?"

Zheng Jiawei didn't answer at all, so he hung up the phone abruptly.

She is not a kind woman, and the evil things she has done are enough to surprise anyone.

Bai Xia listened nervously: "What's wrong with Dewey?"

Looking at her caring eyes, Zheng Luolai was a little speechless.

——.

The dark little house smelled of dust in the air.

Dewey groaned sadly, managed to hold his drowsy head and opened his eyes, and looked around in a daze.

Although he didn't understand the situation, he also knew that it wasn't good luck. After regaining his senses, he immediately wanted to get up from the ground, but it was only after he tried hard that he realized that his hands and feet were tied tightly.

"Hey! What are you going to do!" Ermeng shouted angrily and fearfully, but the only answer was his own echo.

The thick curtains were drawn, and the room was dark.

Dewey struggled on the ground like a dead fish for a long time, and finally fell down there slumped and shouted: "Is there anyone! Let me go! Where is anyone?!"

Still no response.

He quickly thought about what trouble he had caused recently, and the answer was no.

Or is it because of father, brother, or Zheng Luolai?

It's a pity that there were so many thoughts, but no one came to tell him the answer.

Dewey rested for a while, gritted his teeth again, and began to bend his arms hard to grab the rope.

He is not a character who will cry when he is in danger.

——.

By the time Zheng Luolai drove to Zheng Jiawei's villa, the winter night had already descended on the capital early.

Grandpa is sick in bed, Jiang Yushang is pregnant, and Bai Yan is lying in the hospital for infusion.

There is no one in this huge family who can help him.

The bodyguard wandering around in the yard saw him, immediately called upstairs, and bowed respectfully.

Zheng Luolai walked in quickly, forcing himself to stabilize his mind.

——.

Zheng Jiawei is reading a book.

When she heard the sound of the door opening, she put down her glasses and smiled indifferently.

Zheng Luolai was not in the mood to go around in circles: "What do you want?"

Zheng Jiawei replied: "I said, I want to see my father."

As Jiang Yushang said, the old man's body suddenly collapsed in this cold season.

He was getting weaker and weaker on the hospital bed, but only Zheng Luolai knew this fact.

"Grandpa doesn't want to see you, don't do anything to disappoint him even more, where is Dewey?" Zheng Luolai asked in a low voice.

Zheng Jiawei suddenly slapped the table heavily: "Why are you so disappointed?! He took everything from me for no reason!"

Zheng Luolai was silent.

"Dad hasn't seen anyone recently, only you went to see him, I guess..." Zheng Jiawei smiled lightly: "Is he not in good health?"

Zheng Luolai replied: "Grandpa is fine."

Zheng Jiawei took out a contract from the drawer: "Anyway, you have to let him sign this will tonight. If there is no good result at dawn, you will never see that little boy again."

Zheng Luolai's heart sank, he lowered his eyes and said, "How can I influence Grandpa's thoughts, he is just using me now."

Zheng Jiawei narrowed his eyes: "Do you think I'm a fool? Stop talking nonsense with me, I just want the result I want."