"What are you doing here?" Cheng Mu stretched out her hand to grab Cheng Ziyin's arm, and carefully scanned her surroundings. Fortunately, her voice was not very loud just now.

Otherwise, it would be no good to disturb the old guy in the house.

She grabbed Cheng Ziyin and dragged her directly to her bedroom.

"Mom... I just..." Cheng Ziyin looked anxious, "You don't know what I heard."

Mother Cheng disagreed, "What else can there be? Does the old man miss the dead old woman again?"

"No, Mom." Cheng Ziyin whispered to Cheng Mu.

There was a cold smile from the corner of Cheng Mu's mouth.

"The old immortal, I am still thinking about the little **** Ruan Su. Cheng Jinfeng was kicked out of the house when he didn't know what to do, and now that little **** is back to grab the property. No matter how bad the Cheng family is, it’s better than the small families outside. Too much stronger."

"Mom, what shall we do now?" Cheng Ziyin said anxiously, she really didn't want Ruan Su to come back!

"It's better to start first. Before the old man has a showdown with a little bitch, let's first..." Cheng Mu's eyes were stern.

In Mr. Cheng's room.

The old man was lying on the bed, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, tears running wild.

He felt sorry for the guilt of his little daughter Cheng Jinfeng, and almost broke out after seeing Ruan Su's face.

After so many years, he never thought that one day he would see Cheng Jinfeng's daughter again.

He slowly closed his eyes.

*

Early the next morning.

When Ruan Su woke up, he took two blood-red pills again as usual.

After several days of conditioning, her body is much better than the previous few days.

Although he has lost a lot of weight, he has a good spirit.

She was walking in the courtyard of the research room.

The morning sun shines on the body, glowing with a faint warmth.

She took out her phone to check the time, and she didn't know what Bo Xingzhi was doing now.

There should be a time difference.

She sat on a lounger under a tree, blinked her long and thick eyelashes, and under her tall nose, the pink lips of cherry blossoms were slightly pursed.

It looked as beautiful as a fairy coming out of the forest.

No one can resist such a brilliant scene.

Bo Xingzhi is no exception.

He stood by the window, holding his binoculars and looking at Mei to quench his thirst.

Looking at Ruan Su's bright black eyes, watching Jiang Xinyu's tall figure walk out of the research room, he also took a thin blanket in his hand and gently covered her body.

Bo Xingzhi's possessive eyes were filled with jealousy.

Jiang Xinyu, a man, always gives him a strange feeling.

Say he has a secret love for Ruan Su, but Bo Xingzhi does not feel possessive from the other person very often, saying that he has no feeling for Ruan Su, but he takes care of Ruan Su carefully and considerately.

He has read countless people, but now he doesn't understand Jiang Xinyu.

Taking a deep breath, Bo Xingzhi raised his eyes to look at the gauze on his chest.

The sturdy chest was covered with snow-white gauze. After several days of treatment, the wound had healed, but there was no scab.

As long as you exert a little force, there will still be red bloodshot bleeding.

"Master, have breakfast." Song Yan pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

As soon as I entered, I saw Bo Xingzhi holding a binoculars, knowing that he was looking at Ruan Su again.

The young master really made too many sacrifices for Miss Ruan.

That kind of pain is not something ordinary people can tolerate, the young master abruptly endured it.

Even now, there is no cry of pain.

In the afternoon, Song Yan brought a lot of documents.

Bo Xingzhi has to work even if it drags the sick body.

Song Yan collapsed a bit.

But there is no alternative.

Bo Xingzhi was really busy too. After a hurried lunch at noon, he started to get busy.

Has been busy until more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

Because of his picky appetite, he only took a few bites of the light sick meal at noon.

He was hungry now.

But he is more sleepy.

The energy is a little lacking.

When he was about to open the next document, the phone WeChat rang.

Only three people were added to his WeChat.

Ruan Su, Song Yan and Xie Jinyan.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and took a look, a gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes.

The corners of the thin lips were slightly hooked, and a smile appeared unconsciously.

[Don't be too picky when traveling on business. The stomachache is your own. 】

The words are very ordinary, no acting like a baby, no cuteness.

But... it made Bo Xingzhi's inexplicable warmth hit.

Is the little woman caring about him?

He put down the documents in a happy mood, and suddenly felt that the unpalatable and tasteless hospital meal was not so uncomfortable.

So to Song Yan, who has been dealing with other tasks, "I'm hungry."

Song Yan was startled, and without a word, he ran out of the ward to prepare meals.

OMG!

The young master actually said that he wanted to eat?

Song Yan went straight to Tongque Terrace this time.

Half an hour later, he came back.

"Master, I have prepared pork bone yam soup, astragalus tripe soup, and fresh chicken soup with yam and red dates."

He came back with a lunch box, happily.

Young master eating is a big deal.

As soon as he stepped into the ward, he saw the corners of his lips smiling, and his handsome face was obviously looking at the phone with a thin line of pleasure.

The man looked up at him from the phone, "Open it."

Song Yan hurriedly opened the lunch box, put down the small table, and brought all the food up.

Thin Xingzhi seemed to be deliberate, and the phone screen was on and placed on the small table.

Slender fingers swept across the screen.

Song Yan inadvertently looked at the phone screen, and as a result... he saw a chat dialog box.

【Good wife. I must eat seriously. 】

[Wife, yes. I don't stay up all night for work. 】

[Wife, don't worry, I will take good care of myself. 】

Ruan Su: [Bo Xingzhi, I just said one sentence, you said so many sentences? 】

[It is my duty to make everything clear and to make my wife feel at ease. 】

Ruan Su: [...]

Song Yan: "..."

I felt like I was forcibly stuffed with dog food.

Why does he want to look at the young master's phone screen?

Bo Xingzhi put away his phone without a trace while eating.

Song Yan: "..."

Do you think something is right?

Master just... seems to be taking the initiative to show affection? Are you showing off at him as a single dog?

After Song Yan realized that he had reacted, his heart suddenly became more uncomfortable.

Master... watch like this, okay? You haven't remarried yet! Is it really good to be so terrible?

fall! Is it so cool to stimulate single dogs?

*

Huo Group.

CEO's office.

Madam Fu sat on the sofa with red eyes, and took Huo Jiliang's hand in a sincere tone, "A Liang...I have been missing her since your mother left. She gave me a dream last night. And said let me come over and see if you are doing well."

"Auntie, if you have anything, just tell me."

Huo Jiliang said blankly.

He has long been indifferent to family affection.

And Mrs. Fu must be in the Three Treasures Palace without incident. Although she is her own aunt, she doesn't move around frequently.

In the past two years, Fu's family has always had a good reputation and reputation because of Fu Yinli's relationship with the fire brigade.

Huo Jiliang's ruthless behavior style became more and more insignificant.

"Hey—it’s okay. I have a movie on my hand. Recently, Fu's funds are a bit nervous and I want to ask you to invest."

Madam Fu wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, showing a flattering smile.

"Oh? Really?" Huo Jiliang raised his eyebrows, not interested.

Huo's sometimes invests in some TV dramas and movies, but it doesn't have an entertainment company like Bo's.

Madam Fu heard Huo Jiliang’s uninterested answer, but she still cheered to recommend it to him, “After the movie is released, it will definitely be a big hit. This is the script written by Mrs. Pei Fangzong, a newly promoted ghost director in the past two years, by Pei Fangzong. Directed by the director, he found the starring Xiaohua Xiaosheng, a popular flow. Or, would you like to read the script?"

Huo Jiliang has heard of Pei Fangzong's fame.

Hearing that this person is extremely talented, he won a grand prize for his debut.

"What about the script?"

"Here." Mrs. Fu quickly took out a script from her bag and put it in front of Huo Jiliang. "This script is about a popular love story nowadays. Angels fall into the world, and demons also follow. The story is the young man's favorite. , Isn’t it just those young people who watch movies these days? Let’s use the two starring actors to stir up enthusiasm and stir up scandals. We are afraid that it will not explode?"

Huo Jiliang looked down at the script in front of him and turned the first page.

It is a good way to invest in movies.

He hooked his lips and flipped it a few times at random, "Auntie, you are right. There is a good production team and popular actors will join. This show should not be worried about the explosion. However, I have one condition."

Madam Fu's eyes lit up and immediately said, "What conditions?"

The smile on Huo Jiliang's lips gradually widened, and an unexplainable look flashed under his eyes, "I own the distribution rights and production rights of this movie."

"A Liang? You..." Madam Fu was startled.

Sure enough, looking for a skin with a tiger, she couldn't take advantage of Huo Jiliang at all.

But she is short of money.

Fu's superficial beauty, there is not much liquidity for her to invest in movies.

But she used to be in the entertainment industry, and after taking the movie queen, she retreated behind the scenes and helped her husband and teach her sons.

Over the years, she has been a producer and made several tepid TV series. This is the first time she has made a movie.

If it is really explosive, she will naturally be more recognized in the industry as a producer.

"Auntie, you are a producer, and Huo Shi is the publisher of the product. There seems to be no conflict. Your right to speak is still great." Huo Jiliang's voice is full of bewitching. "Especially, don't you think it's better to find me to cooperate than to find someone else?"

"A Liang, how much can you vote?" Madam Fu asked with gritted teeth.

"This is a romantic drama. I plan to vote for 100 million. How about you?" Huo Jiliang shocked Madam Fu when he spoke.

"What? One hundred million?" She thought that Huo Jiliang could cast ten million, which would be enough to give her face.

"Yes, I know Fu will also invest." Huo Jiliang smiled coldly, "How much is Fu going to invest?"