Wei Qian said softly: "I was harmed by the bad guy."

Ma Zi's mother's eyes were filled with tears: "Where is that bad guy?"

Wei Qian's palm gently stroked the top of her gray head: "Go down and be a cow for my brother Mazi, we have avenged him, don't worry."

Ma Zi's mother wiped her tears and showed an ugly and terrifying smile at him with difficulty.

This inexplicable aunt seemed to have been just a small episode at the time, but it seemed to have activated a cruel movement in the dark.

Mazi's mother didn't feel sad, but she felt an indescribable happiness in her heart - she found the reason for her to live a life of slack, and she was worth a house.

After dealing with the troubles of Mazi's mother, Sanpang followed Wei Qian's house and talked about business.

Sanpang asked: "How is the pre-sale license? Can I get it in the near future?"

Wei Qian lit a cigarette and sat on the edge of the bed: "That's not a problem. The local regulations are particularly irregular. Take action first and then report - some of them start selling first and then apply for a certificate..."

Sanpang: "Wait, what does 'something' mean?"

Wei Qian spit out a big mouthful of cigarettes and said irritably: "I think the local government is crazy and has a huge mountain. It has drawn several villa land and sold it to several houses. I said that there are few farmers nearby in the economic forests, and they have all been cleared away."

Sanpang: "What's wrong? Is it time for us to retreat now?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Wei Qian waved his hand, "I spent all the money in the early stage, and I have been hanged there for hundreds of millions. How to withdraw it? We were too anxious. There should have been an agreement in the land use agreement... Alas, it's too late to say this now, and I have a premonition that this matter will be troublesome."

Sanpang: "What do you say about Brother Xiong? What about Mr. Zhang?"

Wei Qian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Those two...ah, Zhang still thinks that his health care theme is unparalleled in the world, and other competitors are not opponents. I will withdraw this time first, just to urgently call everyone to a meeting to see if there is anything that can be remedied."

The two of them were silent for a long time, and Sanpang suddenly leaned heavily on Wei Qian's desk: "Oh, I have a suggestion, do you think it's good..."

Wei Qian made a scrupulous gesture, waiting for his insightful insight.

Sanpang: "We can go to the temple to worship on Sunday, so we can get out of luck."

Wei Qian: “…”

Half a minute later, Sanpang was driven out of Wei Qian's room. Wei Zhiyuan was holding a plate of fruit and was about to knock on the door. Seeing this, he hurriedly took a step aside to prevent the fish from being affected.

Sanpang: "Why are you so unfriendly? I'm telling the truth. Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, right? You have to be as open-minded as the third brother... It's amazing to file for bankruptcy. After bankruptcy, we'll go back to sell pork with my dad."

Wei Qian said: "Get out quickly."

"Oh, the young man is so hot, so he is so angry..." Sanpang said, touching his butt pocket and finding a photo of a girl. He looked up and smiled at Wei Qian, "Yes, I just wanted to tell you, but I was interrupted by my aunt who came out of the crack next door. This is our Lin Qing classmate, a local girl, beautiful and has a good personality, but her taste is a bit different from ordinary people. I heard that I like the kind of man who ignores him. When I heard that, isn't this my brother, you? Hurry up and ask for the photo and contact information. Look, Brother San is thinking of you?"

As he said that, he handed the photo to Wei Qian, but halfway through, he was blocked by a cold hand.

Wei Zhiyuan's back was pale, his fingertips seemed to have ice shavings. He turned his back to Wei Qian and took the photo from Sanpang's hand. The sound seemed to be joking, as if it was relaxed and lively: "San brother, my brother's volcano is about to erupt. If you don't run away, are you planning to take a bath with magma?"

Sanpang's eyes happened to collide with Wei Zhiyuan, and he was shocked.

Wei Zhiyuan's mouth was unnatural and mechanically lifted it to both sides, but there was no smile in his eyes. His dark pupils seemed to be some kind of lifeless stone, with a cold stream of light on the surface, revealing an overflowing gloom.

He pinched a corner of the photo and changed shape.

Sanpang first began to feel nervous, but now he couldn't help but start thinking in a wrong way - Wei Zhiyuan's attitude... Is this expression a brother?

Sanpang was nervous and couldn't help but continue to test it: "The girl's contact information is written on the back. Qian'er, you see if you have time, you might as well come out for a meal together this weekend."

Wei Qian was unconscious and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't Lin Qing not eat when he saw me?"

Sanfat raised his chest and said with his head raised: "With my pagoda to suppress you, the river demon, she can eat and drink with peace of mind."

Wei Qian shrewd him, took the photo from Wei Zhiyuan, and waved his hand without caring about it: "Let's talk about it."

After he said that, he turned around and went into the house. Wei Zhiyuan faced Sanpang, allowing the photo to be pulled away by his elder brother. Looking at Wei Qian's back, Wei Zhiyuan's eyes were obscure for a moment.

Sanpang observed this scene at close range and felt that his entire "three views" fell to the ground and could no longer be found.

After sending Sanpang away, Wei Qian looked carefully at the photo of the young girl in his hand. The girl looked very clean, quiet and not ostentatious, not too eye-catching, and couldn't say how beautiful she was.

But it was very right - it just made Wei Qian like him.

Wei Qian looked at the photo and was hesitantly thinking that what Sanpang said made sense. He had too many worries recently. He should go out to calm down on weekends, and it would be impossible to make an appointment to have a meal together... Wei Zhiyuan came in.

Wei Zhiyuan was holding an exquisite little box in his hand: "Brother."

Wei Qian turned around.

Wei Qian sat on the chair, and Wei Zhiyuan squatted down, landed in a lower position than him, opened the packaging box and showed him: "The first time I made money by myself, I'll give you a gift."

It was a tie that you could tell at a glance was very expensive. This was the first time Wei Qian received a gift in his life. He was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Ah? For me?"

Wei Zhiyuan raised his hand, tied the buttons on Wei Qian's neckline, and then put them on him by himself.

His fingers intentionally or unintentionally brushed the exposed skin between Wei Qian's neck. The touch was always very wrong. Wei Qian had an illusion that it seemed that Wei Zhiyuan's touch was not accidental, but... the boy was deliberately rubbing his neck.

Wei Qian couldn't help but frown and hide for a while.

Wei Zhiyuan raised his face innocently: "What's wrong?"

Wei Qian looked at him for a moment, then gave up the crazy thoughts in his heart just now. He felt that he was worried about Wei Zhiyuan all day long, and he was worried too much, which led to hallucinations, all of which were random thoughts.

Wei Zhiyuan stepped back and carefully admired his brother's clothes and beastly outfit full of ascetic aura, and felt that his blood was boiling.

He felt an urge and desire to tear open the person's clothes, and looked almost hungry when he looked at Wei Qian.

"Brother," said Wei Zhiyuan, "You didn't ask me today, what should I do if that person doesn't accept me and goes to get married by himself?"

Wei Qian felt a little palpitations by his eyes, and the young man's eyes made him feel trembling with his hair standing upside down.

"I don't know what to do," Wei Zhiyuan smiled and continued, "But I'm probably going crazy, right?"
Chapter completed!