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- On the first day, Qiangwei didn't come back, so Yang Zongbao stayed in the hotel for the whole day.
The next day, Qiangwei still didn¡¯t come back, and Yang Zongbao stayed in the hotel for the whole day.
On the third day, Rigui couldn't stand it anymore, said hello to Yang Zongbao, and disappeared into the night to have fun.
"Humph, this is your servant too!?" Unexpectedly, the little girl Mina patiently accompanied Yang Zongbao to drink tea.
"Do you like to drink tea?" Yang Zongbao saw that Mina's complexion had improved a lot in the past few days and knew that the protein supplement had an effect.
¡°It¡¯s not bad, it¡¯s bitter, it¡¯s not as good as coffee!¡± Mina said with some disgust.
Yang Zongbao smiled but said nothing. In fact, he knew what Mina was thinking, but there were some feelings that he couldn't respond to. The tea in front of Mina was not shallow at all.
Mina didn¡¯t know why, but she was upset by Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes, so she changed the subject casually: ¡°When are you leaving?¡±
"Wait for Qiangwei to come back!" Yang Zongbao smiled.
The little girl¡¯s patience is limited. If she hadn¡¯t stayed home because of her long-term illness, she wouldn¡¯t have been able to persevere now. But she was still young after all, so Mina finally went back to her room to sleep.
After Mina left, Yang Zongbao started drinking alone.
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"Master" The Japanese ghost is back.
"What? It's all over so soon?" Yang Zongbao was surprised that the Japanese ghost came back before dawn.
The Japanese ghost sat down opposite Yang Zongbao in a depressed manner, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Of the Japanese Ghost, Yang Zongbao was unwilling to say more, and it would be better to press him. He knew the Japanese Ghost, and he must not be able to hide things in his heart.
As expected, it didn¡¯t take long before Rigui couldn¡¯t bear it anymore: ¡°Master, let¡¯s go!¡±
"What's the matter? The women here are not to your liking?" Yang Zongbao asked funny.
"Sir, can you not be joking?" Rigui couldn't stand Yang Zongbao's attitude, but the scene he just saw made him feel like he had a lump in his throat and he couldn't vomit.
"What's wrong? Who made you unhappy?" Yang Zongbao put down his teacup and took it seriously.
"Mrs. Qiangwei" Rigui hesitated to speak, but immediately closed his mouth: "Let's go!"
"Japanese ghost, don't make me repeat it again!"
"I saw Mrs. Qiangwei!" The Japanese ghost's tone was very depressed.
"Then what?"
"She's with someone else!"
"Someone else?" Yang Zongbao instantly understood who Rigui was referring to: "That's her husband, so of course we can stay together!"
"But Master" Rigui still wanted to refute, but after careful consideration, there was no reason to refute. In the end, he could say with no confidence: "Master and Mrs. Qiangwei are the real relationship!"
Yang Zongbao rarely saw the Japanese ghost looking down-and-out, so he couldn't help being amused, and said to this man who was loyal to him: "Don't worry, Qiangwei knows what's appropriate!"
"It's good to know!" The Japanese ghost was still unhappy.
"Go and rest!" Yang Zongbao said to the Japanese ghost: "If you don't want to go out and play!"
"Sir, I'll go first!" Rigui stood up and said goodbye.
Yang Zongbao is willing to believe Qiangwei, but he needs an explanation.
The tea leaves were changed over and over again, and Yang Zongbao kept waiting.
Rigui and Mina accompany Yang Zongbao every day.
Yang Zongbao looks the same as usual, but the Japanese ghost still clearly feels that something is different about him, and he is obviously distant and indifferent.
A week passed, and Yang Zongbao did not take a step out of the room.
"Master!" Japanese ghost finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Mrs. Qiangwei has appeared in public these days!"
Yang Zongbao has been standing by the floor-to-ceiling window for a day. After hearing what Rigui said, it took him a while to answer: "Tell Qiangwei to prepare a plane for me!"
"Yes!" Rigui sighed.
"What? Abandoned?" Mina said sarcastically. But she quickly shut her mouth because Yang Zongbao was looking at her without any emotion at all.
After Mina shut up, Yang Zongbao returned to his original position.
Mina didn¡¯t speak again.
But Mina stopped talking, and Yang Zongbao spoke: "Let's leave later!"
"Where to go?" Mina asked.
"Go back to my house. My people are all very good!" Yang Zongbao said with a trace of longing in his voice.
Mina didn¡¯t refute.
The flight was quickly finalized.
Didn¡¯t pack anything, Yang ?Paul rushed to the airport with Mina.
¡°Mu Yan has returned to the country!¡± Rigui and Yang Zongbao waiting at the airport reported after they met.
"Okay. Which plane?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"There!" Rigui said, pointing to the plane farthest from them.
¡°Let¡¯s go!¡± Yang Zongbao¡¯s footsteps showed no trace of nostalgia.
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"Master, why don't you say goodbye to Mrs. Qiangwei?" Rigui asked after Yang Zongbao got on the plane.
"No need. She has been avoiding seeing her for a week, and there has been no call or message. No matter what the reason is, it is no longer important!" Yang Zongbao was very tired, so tired that he didn't want to think about anything else.
The Japanese ghost knew that the calmer Yang Zongbao looked on the surface, the sadder he felt inside. He didn't know how to describe it: "Master, maybe Mrs. Qiangwei has something to hide? If you don't give me a chance and don't explain clearly, won't it cause regrets?"
"Rigui, you and I have known each other for some years. We have been together through life and death, and have never abandoned each other. So I can say something to you. Qiangwei is a very emotional woman. She would even die for me, but she won't Do you know that it will harm the interests of the family?" Yang Zongbao looked out the window of the plane.
"I don't understand! Mrs. Qiangwei doesn't even care about her life, how can she care about the interests of the family?" In the Japanese ghost's heart, life is the most important. If there is no life, there is no use having money.
"This is Qiangwei!" Yang Zongbao sighed: "For her own good, we can't let her be in a dilemma. We are friends who can kill each other."
"Sir" Rigui felt his mouth taste bitter.
The plane began to slide on the runway, and Yang Zongbao finally withdrew his sight and lowered the curtains.
In the VIP terminal, a red figure had been standing by the floor-to-ceiling window since just now, until the plane in front of her passed over her, with despair in her eyes.
"Don't be sad, Dr. John will understand!" William comforted behind Qiangwei: "Just explain it well in the future!"
"No, you don't understand Yang Zongbao. We have no future!" Qiangwei was very sure. We have been friends for nearly 20 years, so I don¡¯t know anything.
"No!" William was still comforting, but Qiangwei no longer believed it.
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"Why hasn't Zongbao gotten off the plane yet?" The old lady of the Yang family was waiting anxiously at the airport.
"Grandma, don't worry, we're almost there!" Yang Fenghuang comforted her, but she was also very anxious in her heart, always looking towards the exit.
"Grandma, it's okay. Brother Yang said he would be here soon!" Jiang Song was also looking forward to seeing Yang Zongbao now. Because he saved humanity once again.
"You are a well-behaved child, unlike the two heartless ones from the Dou family who never knew they were coming back as soon as they left home!" The old lady of the Yang family was still angry about Dou Wenwen and Dou Bao's long absence: "You said people won't come back Well, you have to make a phone call, right? Generally speaking, you don¡¯t take this old woman seriously.¡±
"Grandma, don't be angry, Wenwen will be busy with a fashion show recently, and Erbao is busy with his studies!" Mei Wenxin explained helpfully.
"Oh? Do you want you to explain it to me?" The old lady didn't like to see Mei Wenxin.
After Mei Wenxin was scolded by the old lady, she stepped aside and burst into tears.
Yang Fenghuang rubbed Shunmei's warm back, making her feel relieved.
After getting off the plane, Yang Zongbao felt a sense of belonging. That feeling was amazing. Yang Zongbao never thought that this kind of emotion would appear in him.
"It's out, it's out!" The old lady's sharp eyes saw Yang Zongbao being pushed out in a wheelchair. She rushed towards him and asked, "My son, what's wrong with you?" The old lady began to cry.
"I'm fine!" Yang Zongbao could only comfort him with words.
"Old lady, the young master must be tired, let's go back first!" Uncle Mei persuaded at the side.
"Okay, let's go back first!" Although the old lady felt sorry for her grandson, she finally understood the general situation.
"Old lady, I want to talk to the young master!" Uncle Mei said to the old lady.
¡°Okay, then I¡¯ll take Phoenix and sit in the car in front!¡± Unexpectedly, the old lady agreed instantly.
After getting in the car, Uncle Mei put his hand on Yang Zongbao's wrist.
Yang Zongbao allowed Uncle Mei to take his pulse. Knowing that Uncle Mei was an old servant of the old man, he naturally had some knowledge.
Uncle Mei¡¯s brows never loosened from the beginning.
"Uncle Mei, how are you?" Rigui was very worried about Yang Zongbao's health. Seeing that Uncle Mei's face was not good, he felt very happy.
"Master, I'm afraid I have to tell the truth, your situation is not very good!" Uncle Mei also didn't expect YangZongbao's body was actually ruined to such an extent, and the vitality in his body was weak.
"Well, I feel it!" Yang Zongbao nodded: "The wound on the chest heals slowly! Uncle Mei, tell me, how serious is it?"
"Let's put it this way! To be specific, the young master doesn't have any diseases, but he still has problems. Every organ seems to be degenerating rapidly!" Uncle Mei explained.
"Well, how long do I have?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"I don't know! It will probably take a few more years!" Uncle Mei was not sure: "If the young master's body suffers another serious injury, those few years will not be around!"
"I know! Don't tell the old lady!" Yang Zongbao reminded.
"I know!" Uncle Mei agreed.
The Japanese ghost is unhappy alone.
"Ri Gui, I'm not going to die soon, you're so sentimental!" Seeing Ri Gui's waning mood, Yang Zongbao couldn't help but swear.
"Master!" Rigui said seriously without joking, "I have experienced everything in my life, and it is a miracle that I can survive until now. So if one day Master is gone, then I will be gone too!"
¡°I don¡¯t need to be buried with you!¡± Yang Zongbao said jokingly.
"It's not a burial. A soldier dies for his confidant. I am my confidant. What was I before? I was a scumbag! I was despised and looked down upon by everyone. But since I followed you, I feel like I am living like a human being. ! You have dignity! So if you are no longer here, then I will follow you to hell!" Japanese ghosts rarely show their emotions. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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