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Weng Chi still drank the bowl of soup, and he couldn't taste the taste in his mouth after drinking it.

Mingze went upstairs after chatting with him. He said that there were still guests in the "reception room", so he went to say hello.

Weng Chi nodded without asking further questions.

Because there is no reception room here, the "reception room" Mingze refers to is the room at the end of the corridor.

Weng Chi never went in to see it. It's not that Mingze didn't allow it. It's just that Weng Chi has regarded this place as someone else's territory since the day he moved in. He is just a guest invited to live with him. Naturally, the guest has no right to interfere with the owner's life and interests. obligation.

And it is said that curiosity killed the cat, and Weng Chi never wants to be that cat.

Seeing that the pointer had reached 08:30 in the evening, Weng Chi thought it would be better to leave when Mingze was away. Although Mingze would definitely be unhappy, it was better than wasting his time here, and Yan Yu also sent WeChat Come over and ask him if he needs to stay at Mingze's place for the night, Weng Chi replied without hesitation that he would not stay and would go home in a while.

Now the "going home" in Weng Chi's mouth is naturally returning to Yan Yu's home. Although they have not seriously said that they want to live together, in fact, Weng Chi always lives at Yan Yu's place for four or five days a week, so that Most of Yan Yu's closet is occupied by her own clothes.

But before Weng Chi reached the door, the butler greeted him. He politely but forcefully blocked Weng Chi's way. He said that the Eldest Young Master had ordered the Second Young Master to wait for him, and he still had something to say to the Second Young Master.

"Second Young Master knows Eldest Young Master's temper, so I beg Second Young Master to take pity on me as an old man, stay and wait." The old housekeeper bowed slightly when he said this, with a flattering smile on his face, Weng Chi looked His hair was all gray, and he had to speak in a low voice in front of him as a young man. Besides, the housekeeper had always been nice to him after he moved in, so naturally he couldn't make things difficult for him.

"Understood, then I'll go back to my room first." Weng Chi turned around with a cold face and went upstairs.

There was no sound at all upstairs. The sound insulation of the room was always good, but very occasionally there would be screams breaking through the layers of barriers and spreading throughout the house.

After Weng Chi entered the room, he locked the door behind him. He seldom came back here after returning to China. The room still maintained the appearance before he went abroad. Weng Chi finally exhaled slowly while lying on his bed.

This room is the only place where he can relax here. If possible, he really wants to take Yan Yu to see, to see his youth records, just like ordinary couples, show him the books he has read, The notes I wrote, and the photo album in the drawer.

There is also this bed that he has slept in for many years, he also wants to pull Yan Yu to lie down, chat and sleep together.

But Yan Yu couldn't come over.

If Yan Yu comes, he will have to face Mingze, and Mingze will not let them do what they want.

Mingze has always been like this. While he is immersed in the role of his good brother and cannot extricate himself, he does not want Weng Chi to live too smoothly.

He likes to make trouble for Weng Chi, likes to fight against Weng Chi, likes to see Weng Chi angry, likes to see Weng Chi helpless, likes to see Weng Chi lose, and even more likes to see Weng Chi give up, he wants Weng Chi to listen to him in everything, He also hates that Weng Chi really listens to him in everything, he suppresses Weng Chi's rebellion and hates Weng Chi's obedience.

So many times Weng Chi was not sure what Mingze wanted. He guessed that Mingze himself didn't know. Mingze was like a time bomb buried all over the world. You didn't know when and what time it would explode.

Weng Chi lay down on the bed at ten o'clock, and kept sending messages to Yan Yu. He asked Yan Yu to go to bed first, so there was no need to wait for him. Yan Yu said that if it was too late, he would stay overnight and come back. In WeChat, it’s like giving off to each other. One said don’t wait but will definitely reply, and the other said must wait but didn’t need to reply. In the middle, Xiao Hanrui scolded people in the group. He scolded Ou Yan’s account in the group. Ben, greeted several generations of Ou Yan's relatives cordially. Cheng Xinyuan also asked him whether he went to the acting class or the Chinese quintessence class. Why did he not take a few classes, but his vocabulary has grown.

A few people in the group were teasing Xiao Hanrui over there, and Weng Chi also bent his mouth to join in the fun. Just before he had time to send a paragraph after typing, a shrill scream suddenly rang out.

Weng Chi stopped what he was doing, calmed down, and then continued to chat on the phone, but he couldn't smile.

After a while, there was a knock on Weng Chi's door.

Weng Chi asked "Who?", and then heard Mingze's gentle voice:

"It's me, brother, open the door."

Weng Chi looked up at the bright lights on the ceiling and sighed softly.

Then he got out of bed and went to open the door for Mingze.

Mingze still smiled gently, but his fingertips were stained with blood. Seeing Weng Chi looking at his hand, he also noticed something was wrong. He raised his hand to look at it, and frowned slightly.

"I was not careful." Mingze seemed to be explaining to Weng Chi. He took out a handkerchief with his other hand and wiped the blood. "I'm not in a good mood today, so it seems a little bit over."

"Hmm..." Weng Chi didn't know how to reply, Mingze would never talk to him about these things before, both of them pretended that such things didn't exist, and Weng Chi didn't ask Mingze and didn't mention them.

"I have asked Uncle Zhong to watch it." Mingze patted Weng Chi's arm to let him out of the way. He walked into Weng Chi's room slowly and sat down on Weng Chi's chair. "Let's talk about the recent market, I happen to have some news to tell you."

Weng Chi has always been invincible in film and television investment. Others say that he has a good vision, but vision is never based on intuition or luck, at least not Weng Chi. He relies on the collection, resolution and analysis of information to make judgments In order to choose the best solution, Mingze is the biggest and most reliable source of information for him.

Mingze simply fed him food for him to eat. He always wanted Weng Chi to live a good life, but it was only about living a good life, never including his psychology.

So when the housekeeper came to report that the person in the room was bleeding a lot and needed to go to the hospital for treatment, Weng Chi wasn't too surprised, and Ming Ze obviously wasn't either. He said indifferently that he should send it to the doctor.

"But the car hasn't come back yet. The usual driver and car have gone to deliver things to Mr. Wang's family." The housekeeper said softly, "Although there are others, they are not so reliable..."

"Then what do you mean?" Mingze's face was obviously displeased, "Can't you call a doctor?"

"I don't think it's very obvious inside, so maybe it's better to go in the past..." The butler's voice trembled, "Can you, can you trouble the second young master..."

"Nonsense! Uncle Zhong, are you old and confused? Mingchi, you dare to order?!" Mingze stood up while talking, "I think you don't want to do it anymore!"

Weng Chi stood aside and watched the two masters and servants sing together. He thought that there was a living person bleeding in the room at the end of the corridor waiting for the result of their discussion. Weng Chi felt his fingertips were cold.

"Let me go... Brother." Weng Chi said with difficulty, "Don't waste time, it will be troublesome if someone dies..."

Mingze turned to look at Weng Chi, seeing that Weng Chi's face had turned pale, he paused for a while, then suddenly smiled, he said it's okay with the butler, the second young master has pity on you.

The butler was naturally grateful, and Weng Chi frowned and waved his hands and said, "Hurry up and carry him into my car, I'll take the car."

Weng Chi waited in the car for less than 10 minutes, and several people lifted a person to open the door and put him in the back seat of his car. The housekeeper also sat in the co-pilot and said to show Weng Chi the way.

Through the rearview mirror, Weng Chi saw the person lying on the rear seat, those eyes, Weng Chi was very familiar with.

It's Jian Ce.

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