Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Which one is true and which one is false, or...all lies?

Thinking of the word lie, all the past came to mind again, and he glanced at him with a sullen expression, before turning around and leaving without saying a word.

In the early morning, the sun was thin, and there was the sound of rumbling engines on the straight road. The startled people turned their heads and saw a smooth open car flashing in the pupils like an arrow off the string. Under the sun, there is a metallic darkness, leaving only a brilliant red like a flame in the sight.

Amidst the piercing sound of brakes, the black car stopped steadily in front of the clubhouse. Yuan Yifan got out of the car and threw the car keys to the waiter before entering the clubhouse.

The lighting in the box was very dim, there was no loud music, no dancing men and women, no naked sexiness, and Yuan Yifan was the only one in the whole box.

On the sofa, he drank wine one after another, his handsome face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see his real thoughts clearly. His short fiery red hair looked like a cluster of flames about to burn in the darkness.

'If you don't fight, don't you also fight? '

'He has shares in your father's hands. '

'In addition to being your brother, he is also a qualified businessman. '

……

In recent years, the words of the company's shareholders have echoed in Yuan Yifan's ears. He has heard countless such words in these years, but he has never believed them, because he trusts them more than those people. Blood relatives who grew up with him.

only……

Uncontrollable, all kinds of things last night turned in Yuan Yifan's mind one by one. In addition to the person he longed for, there was also the extremely abnormal incoherence of the introductory words and the dazed expression of that person.

Although Yuan Yifan is a dude, he is not a fool. On the contrary, he is very smart after returning to his senses.

Thinking of that small and unusual place, putting aside all personal emotions and entanglements, Yuan Yifan, as a bystander, rationally inspected everything around him for the first time.

If the previous unusualness was a seed that fell to the ground, then the current thinking is the process of fertilizing.

Rooting, sprouting, first leaf, second, third...

In the end, after an unknown amount of time, Yuan Yifan suddenly let go of the wine glass he had been holding tightly, leaned back on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a series of unfamiliar yet familiar numbers.

The phone rang three times before being connected, and a somewhat uncertain and doubtful voice came from the other end.

"Yuan...Master Yifan?" This was the voice of the man who kept calling Yuan Yifan at the Yuan Clan meeting that day.

"it's me."

The man who received a call back for the first time, his excited words jumped out like cannonballs, "Have you figured it out, do you want to inherit the Yuan family, do you..."

Yuan Yifan didn't answer his words, and his unknown gaze stayed on the wine glass between his fingers, as if there was something interesting here that tightly attracted his gaze.

The man poured out his words like a string of cannonballs, but the other end of the phone was too eerily quiet from the beginning to the end, which made his heart that was still excited and overjoyed just now rise again.

Swallowing uneasily, he cautiously spoke again: "Master Yuan Yifan...are you still there?"

"Yes." The simple word echoed in the empty box, monotonous and lonely.

He held his breath and asked cautiously, "Do you want to go back to Yuanshi?"

"No." Without thinking for a second, he dismissed the man's expectations.

The man was a little frustrated, but in the middle of the frustration, there was an illusion that it should be taken for granted.

"Then you called today...?"

Yuan Yifan raised his eyes slowly as soon as the finger that kept turning and playing with the wine glass stopped. In the dark box, a pair of fierce eyes were inlaid on the handsome facial features of the young man.

"Help me investigate something..."

125. Those Days and Nights Coveted by My Uncle 7

Because of Yuan Zhuo's departure, the Yuan family was temporarily quiet, and since the last forced kiss incident, even if Yuan Yifan didn't return all night, Chu Jingran never took the initiative to call anyone again.

In daily life, except for the occasional staring from Yuan Yifan, the two seem to have really returned to their original appearance.

Just as night fell, after dinner at home alone, Chu Jingran sat on the sofa in the living room and made a video call with his lover on the other side of the ocean.

"Sorry, there are more things here than I planned. One week may not be enough. You have to stay at home for a few more days." Yuan Zhuo on the other end of the phone obviously hasn't woken up yet. Through the video connection, Chu Jingran can also vaguely glimpse the naked/exposed honey-colored skin and firm muscles.

Seeing the rare casualness of people who are usually well-dressed, Chu Jingran's eyes were a little erratic when facing the camera, and his ears were red: "It's nothing, you... you should pay more attention to your body."

Through the video, Yuan Zhuo saw this person