Young master Dongshan's mixed-race boyfriend

The corridor outside the operating room is brightly lit, but it cannot dispel the anxiety of the family members.

On the bench against the wall, Wei Mingyu put his arms around Bai Xiyan and let him lean on his shoulder.

"Stop crying." Wei Mingyu wiped away the tears hanging on his cheeks with his fingertips. "Grandpa will be safe."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the operating room was finally over, and the doctor pulled Bai Jinhua back from the gate of hell.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, thank God." Uncle Jiu clasped his hands together and made a bow.

Bai Jinhua was transferred to the ICU, which was considered to have passed the most difficult level.

Tan Jiasheng called Bai Chenshan immediately, and was relieved to hear that the old father's operation went well.

"How is it? Is the old man okay?" Bai Chenshan's wife asked.

"It's okay." Bai Chenshan put the phone aside and rubbed the space between his brows.

"Then shall we go back tomorrow? This project has been discussed for two years, and it was finally negotiated. If you don't receive it personally, President Xu may be unhappy."

When talking about the development project in hand, Bai Chenshan immediately fell silent.

"Let's talk about it after meeting Mr. Xu tomorrow." In the end, Bai Chenshan made up his mind.

At the same time, in the hospital, Bai Jinhua was pushed out of the operating room, covered with instruments. He was such a high-spirited generation in his youth. Seeing his older face, as someone who had served the old man for half his life, Uncle Jiu almost wiped his face. Choked up.

Everyone escorted the hospital bed and took the special elevator to the outside of the ICU ward. The medical staff blocked all the family members from the door.

"I'm fine here, you go back first." Uncle Jiu cheered up and said.

"I'll go back and cook and bring it to you." Aunt Kang said hastily.

Everyone didn't eat a mouthful of food. Now that Bai Jinhua was safe for the time being, exhaustion and hunger came flooding in.

"Xiaoyan, let's go back first, and I will accompany you over tomorrow morning." Wei Mingyu pressed Bai Xiyan's shoulder.

When a person enters the ICU, the family members cannot accompany them, and they stay here and wait in the corridor.

Tan Jiasheng went to the parking lot to pick up his car, the city was still bustling and lively at night.

On the way, Bai Chenshan called and briefly asked about the old man's situation.

"Father won't be back until the day after tomorrow at the earliest. You should spend more time with Grandpa, and if there is an emergency, let me know immediately." After several considerations, Bai Chenshan decided to finish the case in hand first.

"Dad..." Bai Xiyan didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, he was confused and tired.

"Grandpa is getting old, there will be such a day..."

What else did Bai Chenshan say, but Bai Xiyan didn't listen carefully, he couldn't understand why he could say goodbye so lightly.

"Speak." Wei Mingyu called him.

When Bai Xiyan came to his senses, he realized that he had already arrived home, the Mercedes-Benz was parked in the yard, and only Wei Mingyu and him were left in the car.

Under the dark night, the restaurant was lit, and through the window, Tan Jiasheng could be seen helping Aunt Kang to cook.

"Brother Yu, is the company really so important?" Bai Xiyan turned to stare at Wei Mingyu with pain in his eyes.

Whether it is involuntary, or the long-term separation between the two places makes the family relationship gradually weaken, or the years of vertical and horizontal shopping malls make the heart hard, it is beyond the scope of understanding at this age.

Wei Mingyu couldn't answer, so he could only hug him in his arms. "Don't think too much, Grandpa will be fine."

"If grandpa..." Bai Xiyan choked up. "I'm... the only one left at home..."

"And me..." Wei Mingyu stroked his back gently. "I will accompany you."

Wei Mingyu lowered his head and stroked his forehead with his lips. "I swear."

In the night, in the back seat of the black Mercedes, Bai Xiyan was buried on Wei Mingyu's shoulder, weeping uncontrollably.

Because of Bai Jinhua's fall, Bai Xiyan suddenly understood a lot. It turned out that the meaning of home was given by his grandfather, and the Baijia Mansion was the last inch of warmth kept by his grandfather.

Fortunately, Wei Mingyu was with him. Without Wei Mingyu, Bai Xiyan would not know how he would face the unknown darkness ahead.

Tonight's postponed dinner was spent in silence. After Tan Jiasheng finished eating, he brought food to Uncle Jiu with a thermos.

Aunt Kang went back to rest next door. There were only two people left in the main building of the Bai family.

Fortunately, Bai Jinhua woke up the next day, just as Bai Xiyan had just finished class, and Wei Mingyu received a message at the same time, and immediately picked him up to the hospital.

"There is only half an hour of visiting time. The patient's condition is unstable. Try to comfort him and don't say anything that irritates him." A nurse took the two of them to change dust-proof clothes.

Bai Jinhua was not on a ventilator, and in just one night, his hair was almost completely white, and he looked tired, but his eyes were still piercing.

"Grandpa." Wei Mingyu pressed Bai Xiyan's shoulder and spoke proactively.

Bai Chenshan and his wife are busy with work. It can be said that Bai Xiyan was brought up by Bai Jinhua. His grandfather has been his whole life since he was sensible. The impact of Bai Jinhua's fall this time on Bai Xiyan is not insignificant.

"Grandpa..." Bai Xiyan tried hard to hold back the sourness in his eyes.

Compared to the depression of the two, Bai Jinhua was much calmer.

"Xiaoyan, do you still remember what grandpa told...?"

Bai Xiyan was stunned for a moment before he realized, his eyes turned red quickly.

Seeing that he was silent, Bai Jinhua reminded him. "If grandpa is gone, take out the will in the safe...contact...contact Lawyer Lu..."

As the former head of the Bai family, Bai Jinhua holds 28% of the group's equity, not including other large and small investments and real industries, and Bai Jinhua intends to inherit all of this to Bai Xiyan.

Bai Xiyan knew about it as early as high school, but he never cared about it.

Originally, Bai Jinhua wanted to wait for Bai Xiyan to graduate from university, and then start arranging the transfer of assets. This time, the illness was so violent that Bai Jinhua didn't have the confidence to wait until that day.

Seeing that Bai Xiyan pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, Bai Jinhua set his eyes on Wei Mingyu.

"Xiaoyu."

"Grandpa, I'm here." Wei Mingyu noticed the sternness in Bai Jinhua's eyes, and immediately shuddered.

"Xiaoyan is very simple, don't let him down." Even though he was lying on the hospital bed with monitoring equipment all over his body, Bai Jinhua's aura was still strong.

Both of them were taken aback.

It turned out that Bai Jinhua knew everything.

After all, he was a talented young man, but he didn't realize it for a moment. Bai Jinhua's expression suddenly turned into pain, and the monitoring equipment issued a rapid alarm sound, which attracted the monitoring doctor to rush over.

The two were asked out of the ICU in the confusion.

It is said that the summer in G city is very long, and the short winter is only cold for a month.

In the memories of the teenagers, the big banyan tree that does not shed its leaves all the year round, the kapok that bloomed in the first wave of summer, and the Western-style building street that has remained unchanged for a hundred years.

The Western-style building of the Bai family has clear water red brick walls, teak windows, and distinctive Roman pillars.

The lingering old wisteria does not bloom every year, and the fish pond in the corner of the yard has a bowl-sized koi, as long as someone passes by, it will open its mouth to eat.

The first floor is decorated with Chinese and Western-style furniture, the floor tiles are polished brightly, and the big ben clock chimes every half o'clock, breaking the silence of the western-style building.

Follow the mahogany handrail stairs to the second floor. The master room is Bai Jinhua's bedroom, and the two secondary bedrooms are the bedrooms of Bai Chenshan, his wife and eldest grandson Bai Xiyu.

The small living room is covered with intricately patterned carpets, and on the wall are the wedding photos of Bai Jinhua and his wife when they were young.

Going up to the third floor, there is the bedroom of the second grandson Bai Xiyan, the bedroom of the distant guest Wei Mingyu, and the study room used by several generations of heads of the Bai family.

It was still the large desk, with two computers side by side, and the wind blowing in from the window behind him turned the pages of the book Bai Xiyan left on the table.

On the shelf in front of the window is a weed that witnessed the love between the two.

The small wedelia were released after they were about the same size, and the two big wedelia have fully adapted to life in the pot.

Occasionally, Bai Xiyan would go to the flower and bird market to buy hairy shrimps and feed them back to weeds. Eating live shrimps is naturally more nutritious than eating dried shrimps. The shiny red shell of weeds is as beautiful as a ruby.

This year, a lot of things happened. The colorful midsummer, the full of memories can't be finished in a short while.