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She walked to the bookcase, opened the door, and looked around from top to bottom.

Financial newspapers, political and business newspapers and domestic and foreign news.

various kinds.

Only then did Shengxia realize that Quan Jingzhou didn't say what books to take.

She was about to inquire, but when she turned her head, she saw only the back of the man entering the inner room.Sheng Xia pursed her lips, and after thinking about it, she still took a financial magazine that Quan Jingzhou usually reads the most.

After closing the cabinet door, Sheng Xia took the books and followed to the inner room.

When she went in, Quan Jingzhou was standing by the bed, taking off his suit jacket in an orderly manner.He turned his back to her, from Midsummer's direction, first he saw his straight legs, and then his strong waist two inches above the black belt.

When he turned sideways, he raised his arm a little, and the shirt stuck to his skin, outlining his texture silently and invisible.

Male hormones are strong.

The well-defined and powerful muscles show the man's original aggressiveness.

Sheng Xia fixed her eyes a few more times, and when she met his gaze, she pretended to be calm and looked away, then took a few steps forward, and said, "Mr. Quan, I brought the book."

Quan Jingzhou ignored her.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, lifted his chin slightly and unbuttoned two shirt buttons, then lay down calmly on the bed and closed his eyes.

He was going to take a nap.

Sheng Xia stood still and stared at him for dozens of seconds.He was going to take a nap, why did he ask her to come in with a book?

"You tell stories by your bedside."

"kindness?"

For most insomnia patients, psychologists recommend listening to stories to fall asleep. Medically speaking, white noise can help sleep.

It is working time now, and the subordinates have to do whatever the boss tells them to do.

Sheng Xia pulled a chair to the side of the bed, sat down and spread out the financial newspapers in her hands, and flipped through a few pages to read the recent news.Before finishing a sentence, the man who was lying on his back suddenly turned over and lay on his side.

Face her.

Open your eyes and look at her.

The man's eyes were moist, and he was not aggressive in the shadow of the sleeping light.Quan Jingzhou stared at her, "The fairy tale is the one about "The Princess and the Pea"."

"..." Sheng Xiamu nodded in response for a few seconds, "Okay."

People in their thirties, or the top decision-makers of the chaebol, listen to fairy tales?

Pretty childish.

However, the "Princess and the Pea" he mentioned happened to be a chapter that practice makes perfect in midsummer. Before that, Quan Yan was still hospitalized in Liaocheng, and when she visited him every week, she would read the publications suggested by the doctor.

She has read this one many times.

Backwards.

"Once upon a time, there was a prince who wanted to marry a princess to be his concubine. As soon as the news spread, many people came to apply..."

The house is quiet.

There was no noise.

The woman's soft voice echoed in every corner and fell into Quan Jingzhou's ears.

He closed his eyes, all in front of his eyes were the images of being in the hospital yesterday.She anxiously rushed to the hospital to visit Quan Yan, and stayed with him for an afternoon. The two chatted about the past and the future. The atmosphere was very good and the chat was very pleasant.

During the period, Quan Yan said that during the three years that Sheng Xia took care of him, he often told stories by his side.

She never told him a story.

Although it was very naive, when he stood outside the door and heard the conversation between the two of them, Quan Jingzhou wanted Sheng Xia to tell him too.He went back to his villa in the suburbs of Beijing last night and suffered from insomnia all night.

Sit on the balcony and smoke all night.

He thinks about many things.

Thinking of dawn, he couldn't come to a conclusion either.

He thought about quitting, letting go completely, and truly fulfilling the plenipotentiary and Nancy.But this is not Quan Jingzhou's style. He has raised people for more than ten years, and he is not happy to just hand them over to others.

But so what?

Quan Yan didn't wake up, and fell into a deep sleep for the rest of his life, maybe he could borrow Qi Qi Rhubarb or even Butler Quan to get close to her.Now that guy is awake, tricks are the most useless thing in front of feelings.

He could no longer imprison Nancy and force her to be careful with him like he did in London in the past.

So, what if he is not willing to let go?

Just like the two of them shared the same room for an afternoon yesterday, talking and laughing, he could only stand outside the ward, couldn't he?Even if he wanted to rush in and drag Sheng Xia out and separate the two of them, in fact he could only lose sleep all night, and then come to the company at noon today to ask her to tell a fairy tale.

Quan Yan had listened to the stories for three years, and he had to work hard to get what he could get easily.

As with fairy tales, so with people.

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Hypnotized by the woman's mellow voice, Quan Jingzhou fell asleep.

He is a light sleeper.

When he was drowsy, he opened his eyes and saw the familiar manor again.

There was a boy at the gate of the yard. He was holding a bouquet of daisies in his hands. While arranging the bouquet, he walked into the house with a smile on his face.

"Where have you been, young master? I have been looking for you for a long time."

Steward Quan ran out quickly, walked up to the boy, and looked at his mud-stained hands and sleeves.

And the beautiful bouquet of flowers he was holding.

daisy flower.

Mother Quan's favorite flower.

The young master is very filial. As soon as he was sensible, he asked his servant to reclaim a piece of land in the manor to plant daisies. Every time the flowers bloomed, he picked them immediately and made a bouquet for his mother.

In the past, my mother would be very happy when she received the flowers, holding his little cheeks and kissing him, and praised him: "Jingzhou is so filial, my mother is very happy."

I don't know what happened during this time.

Parents are always arguing.

The boy also suffered multiple cold looks.

"Master, are you going to pick flowers for Madam again? The flowers you planted by yourself are so beautiful, Madam will be happy to see them."

"Well! I'll take it upstairs and show it to my mother."

The boy ran to the house, changed his shoes, and went upstairs holding flowers without delay.

Quan Jingzhou followed him upstairs.

Arriving at the master bedroom on the second floor, the boy was just about to knock on the door when he found that the door was ajar, not closed, and there was a gap in the middle.

Quan's father and Quan's mother were arguing again, their voices were extremely sharp, and they all came out through the crack of the door.

"I don't want to see him! He's not my son, I don't want him, I don't want him!"

"Jasmine, calm down. Jingzhou is four years old. You have loved him so much in the past four years, and you also like him, don't you? He will respect and love you like our son."

The woman has a congenital heart disease.

The rapid sound of breathlessness spread out one after another.

Father Quan panicked, "Don't get excited, Jasmine, don't scare me. It's all my fault. I brought Jingzhou home without telling you. I deserve death. I was wrong. If you don't want him, then we don't want him." , I will have someone drive him away, drive him away immediately..."

Mother Quan was pregnant with dystocia in October.

The child died.

Concerned about her heart disease and unable to bear the blow, Quan's father carried a child born on the same day from the private hospital under the Quan's consortium, falsely claiming that it was Quan's mother's son.

Since it is a lie, it will be exposed one day.

Mother Quan found the DNA result sheet and learned that the son she had loved for four years was not her own.For half a month, I have been angry with Quan's father, arguing every day.

Noisiest today.

Soon.

The siren of an ambulance came from outside the manor.

Quan's father ran out of the house holding the fainted Quan's mother, and directly knocked Xiao Jingzhou at the door to the ground.

Daisy flowers scattered all over the ground.

Regardless of the pain, the boy got up and stretched out his arms to pick it up.

Seeing the bright red blood dripping on the floor, Xiao Jingzhou got up holding Daisy enduring the pain, looked at the fainted woman, and ran downstairs after her, "Mother..."

He ran to the middle of the stairs and caught up with Father Quan.

The man lowered his eyes and gave him a hard look, before kicking the boy to the ground without saying a word.He hugged his wife and strode away in a hurry. When he left, he gave him a cold sideways look: "If anything happens to Jasmine, you will die!"

Kicked down the stairs.

The boy was injured.

Xiao Jingzhou looked at the back of his parents as they walked away. This was the last time he saw his mother.

Mother Quan had a heart attack and died after rescue efforts failed.

Afterwards, Quan's father blamed the anger of Quan's mother's death on the four-year-old Xiao Jingzhou.The man no longer went to work and was drinking heavily all day long. Xiao Jingzhou ran a little slower, and if he appeared in his sight, he would beat him to death.

Young boys don't know what they've done wrong.

When I was beaten, I could only hold my head tightly, meditating silently to get through this time, and I'll be fine if I survive.

His father always beat and scolded him. He was not from the Quan family, but a beast and a burden.If it weren't for him, my mother wouldn't have died.

But from the beginning, he didn't come to Quan's house voluntarily.

He was a baby in swaddling clothes, and it was Quan's father who brought him into Quan's house.They were the ones who brought him in, they were the ones who abandoned him, and they were the ones who used violence against him.

Father said he wasn't worthy—

Then he had to let his father watch under Jiuquan, to see how he, an outsider with the surname Quan who did not shed the blood of the Quan family, took everything from the Quan family and sat in a position that he would never be able to sit in in his life.

Quan Jingzhou was 16 years old when Quan's father died.

The young man is no longer the weak boy in the past, holding half of the power and family, leaning over to watch him die slowly.

Father Quan smiled at him before he died.

Cursed him sharply: "Lonely forever, not a good death!"

He stood beside the bed, looking at his father's gradually cooling body, his eyes were cold and firm.

He will not lose.

Because he hid a girl, and the girl's eyes were all about him, and she said that she would stay with him for the rest of her life.

Anyone would abandon him, except Nancy.

Quan Jingzhou firmly believed.

"..."

Waking up from a big dream.

Quan Jingzhou opened his eyes, still in a daze.

He took two breaths.

He sat up and glanced around. This was the inner room of the chairman's office of Nancy Group.

Many years have passed since Quan's parents died, and he buried these things in the deepest part of his heart and never mentioned them.I seldom dreamed about it. I don’t know what happened today, but these memories were brought back.

Quan Jingzhou lowered his head.

Sweat slid down his forehead to his chin, dripping onto the bedding.

He reached out to pick up the cell phone beside the bed, the white light on the screen reflected on the man's gloomy face.He clicked into the encrypted album, and opened the photo from a long time ago.

A picture of a family of three.

He stared at Father Quan in the photo for a long time, and muttered to himself, "You won."