The vengeful tyrant always spoils me [entertainment circle]

After Song Yulan's mother and son left, Nie Huanlin walked back to Meng Jingyan's side with some worry, and sat down next to him, but found that he was unusually calm, and his eyes fell heavily on the ziplock bag on the table.

"Brother." Nie Huanlin called him softly.

"Huh?" Meng Jingyan blinked and looked away.

"What are you thinking? Tell me." Nie Huanlin habitually wrapped him in his arms and gently carried him on his back.

But Meng Jingyan smiled slightly: "It's okay, I...didn't scare you just now, did I?" In his heart, Nie Huanlin, whether he is the president or the first class, is his lover first, and he doesn't want him to see him Such a hysterical side.

Nie Huanlin kissed him lightly on the corner of his eyes: "Brother, you can tell me anything."

Meng Jingyan pursed her lips: "I know what they are here for. My father actually had a suicide note when he died. He said that no matter what happens later, as long as I am still alive, I must try to keep this A house." He smiled bitterly: "It's as if I can be the master of this kind of thing... This old man is like this, his world is very idealized, and he will not understand it until he dies."

Listening to his words, Nie Huanlin frowned slightly: "So you think they came today... because of your father's suicide note?"

Meng Jingyan gently pressed her knuckles against her temples: "The suicide note was actually left to me, and they shouldn't know the exact content in theory. But they may have heard some rumors and thought that there was a suicide note in the Meng family's house. There is something.

But in fact, no one has touched this house from the beginning to the end. I grew up here, and I know every corner and corner like the back of my hand.Except for the things Meng Yukun collected and the house itself, there is nothing valuable here. "

After Nie Huanlin listened quietly, he picked the key points from his words: "Is it possible... Song Yulan thinks that the things hidden in the house are not necessarily things with high commodity value, but things that can be used, so see Doesn't look very eye-catching?"

Meng Jingyan nodded: "It's very possible. Song Yulan is a typical businessman. She has been selling herself and profiting from it all her life. She is best at pretending to be weak, but in fact she is the most vicious and powerful.

She didn't act aggressively today, she was probably just here to step on something, and she must be thinking something wrong.If she wants to plot against someone, she always starts with the person closest to them. My closest person is you, so you must be careful. "

Nie Huanlin heard that Meng Jingyan was the first one who was worried about him at this time. He was moved and felt a little guilty. He stretched out his arms to hug Meng Jingyan, put his chin on his shoulder and said, "Don't worry about anything. Brother , I will always be by your side and guard you."

Meng Jingyan leaned against his arms, and slowly tightened her grip on the photo in her hand.

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Before noon, Meng Jingyan received an emergency call. As soon as he heard what the other person said, his whole body tensed up, and his mood didn't look quite right.

Nie Huanlin waited for him to finish the call, and grabbed his cold hands: "What's wrong?"

Meng Jingyan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and said in a low voice: "My former housekeeper, Uncle Feng, has an accident. We'll go to the Provincial Hospital right away. I don't know the specifics, so I'll go there first."

It is the end of the new year, and recently respiratory diseases have become prevalent due to the aggravation of smog. The hospital is full of crying of children and coughing of patients. It seems that there has been some major accident. Many doctors and nurses are covered in patches. Blood stains, running back and forth.

When Meng Jingyan and Nie Huanlin walked to the critical ward, the old man's son Feng Jun was sitting in the waiting area with his head on his hands. He heard footsteps and hurriedly stood up: "Young Master Meng!"

Feng Jun was wearing a well-proportioned black down jacket and trousers, which were still stained with dirt. It looked like he was doing physical labor.He looked much older than Meng Jingyan, his hair at the temples was half gray, and there were some vicissitudes of life in the corners of his eyes.

"Brother Jun, how is Uncle Feng?" Meng Jingyan asked in a low voice, suppressing the anxiety in her heart.

Feng Jun was a tall and strong man, with red eyes, choked up and said, "Today I was clearing out the goods in the factory, and the emergency call came to me, saying that the bus my father was riding was rear-ended by an illegal vehicle. Come on." When we got to the hospital, the doctor told me about my dad...my dad went into shock in the ambulance, and he is still not out of danger."

Meng Jingyan's heart sank slightly, and he patted Feng Jun's arm: "Brother Jun, don't worry, we will replace Uncle Feng with the best medical team right now." As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Huanlin took out his mobile phone to call There was a phone call.

Within a few minutes, Lin He came with a team of doctors.

Lin He nodded with Nie Huanlin and said, "We have already communicated with the hospital online. The patient has multiple internal ruptures. The specific treatment plan will be discussed after the vital signs are stable." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly took The team entered the disinfection room.

Feng Jun looked at Nie Huanlin sobbing, "You are Mr. Nie?" After speaking, he burst into tears and wanted to kneel on the ground.

Nie Huanlin hurriedly pulled Meng Jingyan to help Feng Jun sit down again, and waited for him to calm down a little before asking: "The first aid person, did you say anything else?"

Feng Jun was still wiping away tears: "They just gave a word to tell relatives to come to the hospital immediately. But on the way I came, there happened to be a traffic broadcast, which had already reported the accident on the spot. It said that a concrete mixer truck was on the road in violation of regulations. Carrying a car of concrete directly hit the butt of the bus.

That car was so fast that it flattened the second half of the bus, and the concrete bucket at the back also overturned, pouring the whole thing into the driver's cab, and the driver hadn't cleaned it out yet. "

Meng Jingyan glanced at Nie Huanlin, and saw the same suspicion in his eyes: Was this an accident?

Before the two could speak, Feng Jun started crying again: "Young Master Meng, in fact, my father has left the Meng family, and I shouldn't bother you with many things. But in fact, it is my father's intention to call you here today." .”

Meng Jingyan was a little surprised and asked: "Isn't Uncle Feng still awake?"

Feng Jun's face was flushed from crying, and he held his breath and said: "Before I came, the doctor said that he woke up once, and he said a few words in a particularly excited way. !' After finishing speaking, I didn't wake up again...Meng Shao, you said my dad, could it be a flashback!"

Meng Jingyan was also very sad. Uncle Feng had worked diligently in the Meng family all his life. Although the Meng family did not treat him badly when it was good, Meng Jingyan felt that this accident was [-]% related to the Meng family.

He could only try his best to comfort Feng Jun: "The medical technology is very advanced now, maybe the situation is not as serious as you think. You don't have to worry about the medical expenses, and you can contact me if you encounter any difficulties in other aspects."

Feng Jun burst into tears, and then slid on the ground: "Meng Shao, my father has never done anything bad in his life, has worked hard all his life, and has never enjoyed any blessings. I'm afraid! Meng Shao, I'm afraid..." His cry It echoed back and forth in the corridor, bumping into Meng Jingyan's heart one after another.

The two stayed together in the hospital until the evening, before Feng Jun slowly calmed down, holding the hot noodles delivered by Nie Huanlin: "My family is just me and my dad. It’s fine as long as it’s still there. I never thought I’d be able to encounter such a thing before, thanks to Meng Shao, my dad said before, you have a kind heart, you really have a kind heart.” After finishing speaking, he sucked away A big mouthful of noodles.

Meng Jingyan also held a bowl of noodles, but couldn't swallow a mouthful.Even if he knew that he had something to do with Uncle Feng's accident, he couldn't tell Feng Junming.

Feng Jun has lived a rough and simple life all his life, and it is easy to go to extremes when thinking about problems.If such a big incident happened in his family, Meng Jingyan would be considered a good person if he came to show his face. If he knew that Meng Jingyan was responsible for this matter, he would definitely not be able to understand it properly.

Feng Jun snorted and finished eating the noodles, wiped his hands on the paper towels, and said to Meng Jingyan, "Meng Shao, you all go back, it's useless to wait here."

Nie Huanlin could tell that Meng Jingyan didn't want to leave, but he hadn't eaten much, and his face was getting paler, so he put his arms around him, lowered his head and asked, "Let's go home first, if we need help, we'll come over anytime, OK?"

Meng Jingyan was indeed dizzy from the chaotic pheromone inhibitors in the hospital, so she reluctantly agreed, then turned to Feng Jun and said, "Then my phone is always on, and you can contact me anytime if you need anything." After thinking about it, he warned again: "Don't tell outsiders what we said today."

Although Feng Jun was a little confused, he still nodded and said, "It's fine for me to stay here and stay here, hurry back."

When the two of them came out of the hospital, Meng Jingyan realized that he was already sitting in a cold body. Fortunately, Nie Huanlin turned up the heater as soon as he got in the car, and his limbs slowly recovered their warmth.

"What do you think of today's incident?" Meng Jingyan turned her head to look at Nie Huanlin.

Nie Huanlin held the steering wheel and slowly turned into the driveway: "I think it might be a trick. Although you were the one who set it up, it was Uncle Feng who used it. And judging from Feng Jun's description, Uncle Feng should have known about this. It's a trap. But he can no longer control the follow-up, so he chose to have a conversation with you. I will find someone to guard the hospital, and what we have to think about now is what Uncle Feng left you."

Meng Jingyan gently rubbed her chin with her knuckles, said with a frown, "'Ash fell on the lamp, the young master is thinking about cleaning it.' The most important thing in the Meng family is the lamp. When there are servants in the house, I see them. Half the day is spent cleaning lamps."

Just as the intersection was approaching a red light, Nie Huanlin stopped the car steadily: "It should be that the message your father left you is inside the light. Think about it carefully, which light in your home has the most special meaning to you ?”

Meng Jingyan thought for a while: "The crystal chandelier in the living room was bought by Meng Yukun from Venice at a high price, and the lights in the other rooms were bought by Uncle Feng, and they will be updated every now and then. To be special, Is that the crystal chandelier?"

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The night was getting darker, Feng Jun yawned and folded his hands, preparing to spend the night in the corridor of the hospital when his cell phone buzzed suddenly.

When he saw that it was an unfamiliar number, he picked it up hesitantly: "Hello?"

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