It's hard to tease a gold master

——Easy house

Yi Wei's phone rang, and those old guys on the board of directors were smarter than anyone else. Hearing that Yi's shares had already been in the hands of a little-known small company, they immediately called to inquire.

In the large study room, the door of the study room was tightly closed. At this time, Yi Wei, who was in the market and fiddled with the situation, sat on the chair like a real old man. His lips trembled slightly, and his expression was full of excitement. With a touch of bewilderment.

One year, just one year, the entire Yi family collapsed from the inside in an invisible place, and the most prestigious family in city b was defeated one by one by his successors.How ironic, generations of the Yi family worked hard, and finally, it came to an end in this way.To be precise, it was Yi Wei who could no longer rule the Yi family.The Yi family has completely changed hands.

Yi Wei glanced at the caller ID, and hung up the phone blankly. Many things happened in the past year, which finally made this old man not as energetic as before, and his hair was mottled.

There was a light knock on the door, it was the old housekeeper.

"Sir, a guest is here." When the butler spoke, he turned his head in a somewhat complicated manner, and cast it on the tall young man sitting on the sofa.

Finally, he withdrew his gaze and knocked on the door again.

"understood."

When Yi Wei came out, he was very calm, and even reached out to tidy up his clothes.Holding on to his crutches, he walked down the stairs dignifiedly.

Yi Shan and Mrs. Yi's eyes were red, seeing Yi Wei coming, neither of them got up.

Yi Wei coughed, and stared at the man sitting on the sofa. The man was handsome and thin, and his facial features, which were already sharp enough, were a little too thin at this time. The hand holding the teacup was steady, with slender joints, and his fingers touched Then, let out a mouthful of hot air.

Yi Wei's eyes fell on him coldly, Yi Huai put down his teacup and pursed his lips.

"I didn't expect that I raised such a good son." Yi Wei sat opposite the sofa, and it took him a long time to spit out such a sentence.

Yi Shan called out hoarsely: "Dad..."

"You go up first."

"But……"

"Go up." Yi Wei's voice intensified, and his eyes widened: "Yi Shan!"

So many years of being in awe of her father made Yi Shan subconsciously dare not resist. She was silent for a while, looking at Yi Huai with red eyes, until Yi Huai nodded towards her imperceptibly, then she put down her things and prepared to leave.

But Liang Miaozhi didn't want to leave, so he didn't move.

"Miaozhi, you go back to your room first!" Yi Wei snorted coldly, his eyes fell on the sofa: "You still have the face to come back."

"I can't listen to what you say." Liang Miaozhi glared at Yi Wei, and looked at Yi Huai's thin figure. Although she was only a adoptive mother, she had a lot of affection. At this moment, she couldn't help feeling wronged by Yi Huai, her voice There was also a trace of complaint: "Yi Huai has been away for more than a year, and you didn't force me."

"I forced him! What did he do! Don't you know!"

Everyone knows what Yi Huai has done. Using the guise of a small company, Chen Cang secretly used his stepfather's ability to nibble away Yi's family.Up to now, no one in the Yi family has the ability to resist Yi Huai.

"So what, the company is for Yi Huai sooner or later. If it wasn't for you and that Ivan who insisted on tossing about this, how could it be so ugly."

Yi Huai was a little surprised by what Liang Miaozhi said, he didn't expect the adoptive mother to say such a thing.

"Auntie, go in first, I have something to talk to him about."

I haven't seen each other for more than a year. Yi Huai is not what he used to be. If I have to say it, the Yi Huai in the past didn't see joy, but the Yi Huai who is sitting in front of them now has completely hidden his emotions and can't see anything. On the contrary, it makes people feel that he is an extremely dangerous person.

Hearing that he didn't even want to call himself "father", Yi Wei's face became even uglier.But at the same time, there are hardships that cannot be explained. I heard that the Mance family has been tortured by Yi Huai.He Yiwei has been in the shopping malls for so many years, he never thought that when he was old, he lost everything.

Yi Wei was furious, but Yi Wei was not someone who couldn't afford to let go. He swallowed a breath, stared slightly, and sat on the sofa majesticly: "You still know how to come back."

Facing Yi Wei, Yi Huai no longer expressed his emotions too much. He seemed to be discussing business in a business field, neither sad nor happy.The voice was flat: "I will be serving as the board of directors tomorrow. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I hope you can issue an announcement in advance."

"You want to be on top!"

"Shouldn't I?" Yi Huai's eyes were deep and heavy, and he couldn't see emotions clearly. He slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and stated the facts calmly: "The Yi family is now in my hands."

Yi Wei snorted, but in order to save Yi's face, in order not to let people say that Lao Tzu was usurped by his son, even if Yi Huai didn't want to say these things, he would agree.

"Since you have no objection, I'll go back first." Yi Huai stood up from the sofa and lowered his head slightly.

"Where are you going! This is your home!" Yi Wei suddenly became dissatisfied.

Yi Huai laughed softly: "An Fang is still lying on the hospital bed, where do you think my home is?"

He turned his head slightly, but his handsome facial features seemed to be coated with a layer of frost.

This made Yi Wei feel astonished, and at the same time, he was even more dissatisfied. The anger in his eyes could not be concealed, and Yi Wei's voice sank all of a sudden: "Yi Huai! You, you actually, for a man, You don't even want your own home! Do you still have me as a father in your eyes?"

"Where he is, is home." This answer emerged in Yi Huai's heart, but he knew better than anyone else that some things are the same whether they are said or not. People who don't know how to understand will never understand .

He said nothing more, turned and walked out the door.

When he was about to go out, he was stopped by a person in the passageway.

The old butler looked at Yi Huai lovingly. Yi Huai had lost a lot of weight over the past year. He looked sharp and sharp, and seemed to have a faint smell of tobacco on his body.

Thousands of words turned into a sigh, and the old butler slightly raised his head, "Master, you have grown up."

Over the past year, the old housekeeper has helped him a lot, and Yi Huai's air-conditioning has dissipated a lot, and he bowed his head politely: "It is also thanks to your help over the past year."

"I'm an old man, what can I do...You youngsters are the ones who suffer." The old housekeeper shook his head kindly: "How is Mr. An?"

Speaking of An Fang, the little warmth in Yi Huai's eyes was also shrouded in haze, "I haven't woken up yet."

After the operation, he was in a coma because of the pressure of the blood clot. The doctor said that if the situation is good, he can wake up in three months, but it has been one year and three months now, but there is no sign of his recovery.

The old butler sighed unbearably, everyone could only see Yi Huai's high spirits outside, and no one could see how much pain he swallowed in secret.

"After so many twists and turns, the child will wake up sooner or later."

"Thanks to you." Yi Huai smiled.

The old housekeeper patted Yi Huai's hand, and Yi Huai drove away from Yi's house.

Looking at the car leaving in Juechen, the butler sighed unbearably, and secretly prayed that An Fang would wake up soon.

After receiving the news of Yi Huai's return, Wang Zhao came to Haiyuan Villa early.Because of the reason for placing the body, it is necessary to bring a nutrition machine. Before returning to the country, Yi Huai asked Wang Zhao to take full charge of renovating the bedrooms of Haiyuan Villa.

Not long after arriving in Haiyuan, Yi Huai also came back.

Wang Zhao hadn't seen Yi Huai for more than a year. When he first saw him so thin, he couldn't react. It took him a long time to find his voice and call out to Mr. Yi.

Qin Tiancheng followed behind Yi Huai, when old friends met, they all smiled wryly.

"You guys go back first." Yi Huai took off his coat and stepped into the door, not intending to invite them in.

Wang Zhao plucked up his courage and said, "Boss Yi, I haven't seen An Fang for a long time, let me go in and see him."

Yi Huai hesitated for a while, then turned away.

Wang Zhao took off his shoes, followed behind Qin Tiancheng, and walked in cautiously.

An Fang lay quietly on the bed, if his face was not too pale, it would not be obvious that he was sick at all, even with his eyes closed, he still looked so beautiful and charming.

Yi Huai walked over, sat on the edge of the bed very naturally, stretched out his hand to tidy up the hair hanging on the pillow for An An, then reached out to pick up the boiling water placed on the bedside table, dipped a little water with a cotton swab to moisten An An's lips.

The lips are still red, and it seems that someone has taken good care of them.

"Boss, it's time to take Mr. An to the hospital for a follow-up visit tomorrow." Qin Tiancheng lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that he would wake An Fang up.

"understood."

Wang Zhao stood silently behind Qin Tiancheng, and the man couldn't help but his eyes were red. No one would feel good if the fresh artist under his hands fell to this end.

Qin Tiancheng: "But you should be busy tomorrow, do you need me to pick up Mr. An?"

Yi Huai is going to Yi's tomorrow.

"I'll be back soon." Yi Huai sat on the bed without moving, and raised his eyelids, Qin Tiancheng and Wang Zhao immediately understood, Wang Zhao took another deep look at An Fang, and then said: "Then we will I'm leaving."

"I'll pick you up at 08:30 tomorrow morning?"

"it is good."

The two left, and only Yi Huai and An Fang were left in the spacious room. Yi Huai leaned against the head of the bed. As soon as they left, he closed his eyes a little tiredly. The handsome man seemed to be too weak at this moment. With his head down, next to An Fang's face, he curled up into a ball and leaned against him.

More than a year, for ordinary people, may be only a few tenths of a life, but in Yi Huai's view, every minute and every second of this year is actually longer than the past thirty years.

"Let go..."

A man's hoarse, weak voice sounded in the room.

He leaned back in silence, not paying attention to the slightly moving fingers of the man who was supposed to be unconscious on the bed.