Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

Promise but not satisfied, "Wrong."

Ji Yinbing called him in a low voice, "No."

A dazzling light burst into his eyes, "Bingbing..." He called her name in a voice that was tender enough to make bones soft.

One night's precipitation...

This evening, Yan Nuo hardly had a good rest, and Ji Yinbing had already fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Yan promised to put on his clothes and gently closed the door lock. As soon as he left the room, he saw the butler Rapp approaching. Yan promised glanced at him and said, "Madam is not allowed to go out until I come back."

Rapp's face changed drastically. "…Yes."

This is a promise. It is the first time that Ji Yinbing is described as a lady.

His word was to determine Ji Yinbing's identity at home.

Since then, no one dared to disobey her every word and deed.

Rapp lowered his head deeply and promised to leave.

Downstairs, everyone is here.

Yan promise finally came downstairs, even though he had a cold face, the satisfaction in his eyes and the scratches on his neck clearly wrote the things he did last night on his face.

Qiao Jiusheng showed a surprised look.

Obviously, judging from Ji Yinbing's attitude towards promises yesterday, she still seemed to be indifferent to him. Why did the two go together one night?

But Wei Xin, the old driver, showed such a look.

A group of people had breakfast.

Yan promised to put down his chopsticks and went to the kitchen, only to say a word to the cook, "Madam wakes up at about ten o'clock, and breakfast is ready."

"Yes."

The cook was terrified.

It seems that the rumors are true. Mr. Yannuo is really passionate about the untouchables who came out of the slum. He didn't even care about her birth! That woman surnamed Ji is really happy.

Yan promised walked out of the kitchen with a solemn expression on his face.

"I'm leaving for the Golden Triangle now, and I'll be back at around 6 o'clock tonight. Wait for my message." After that, he nodded at Wu Jiaren and left.

Wu Jiaren is grateful.

Yan Nuo took his own confidant and took a special plane to the Golden Triangle.

Qiao Jiusheng went to their room with Wu Jiaren.

Wei Shuyi fell asleep, his face was sallow, and his body became thinner and thinner. Qiao Jiusheng was very uncomfortable seeing him like this. "Sister Jiaren, promise that he is great and he will bring Fu Fu back."

Jiaren Wu is an anti-narcotics police officer, and she doesn't understand the figure of Yan Nuo.

It was the group of people from the National Security Bureau who dealt with Yan Nuo. According to Wu Jiaren's qualifications, they couldn't get in touch with big people like Yan Nuo. She can only put all her hopes on her promise.

Wei Shuyi seemed to feel something, and slowly opened his eyes.

Tormented by the pain, his eyes were not as bright as they used to be in the past.

He is like a dying old man.

"How many days is it today?" Every day is stolen time, and Wei Shuyi doesn't have much hope for himself to survive.

Jiaren Wu said, "Three days."

She walked to the bed and bent over to pinch Wei Shuyi's leg. I found that the man's legs in the palm of his palm had almost no meat, and the only meat was also limp. Wu Jiaren almost couldn't hold back, she cried in front of Wei Shuyi. Fortunately, she knew that she couldn't cry in front of Wei Shuyi, it would increase his burden, so she could only endure it.

Wei Shuyi said, "If there is no alternative, please send me back."

He looked out the window and said, "I really want to choose a place to die, I hope it is in my country." It would be too bitter to die in a foreign country.

Falling leaves will eventually return to their roots, and the wandering son missed his hometown, only to go abroad for two days, he even missed his hometown.

"Won't die."

Jiaren Wu couldn't hear him say dead words.

Wei Shuyi seriously stopped talking.

Qiao Jiusheng withdrew from the room quietly, she found Fang Yusheng in the garden behind the manor. He took two children and was teaching them to distinguish the difference between rose and rose.

Fang Zikai said, "The rose is red, but the color of the rose is lighter."

Fang Yusheng looked at his elder son and asked him, "What do you think of Cheng Cheng?"

Fang Zicheng said, "The one that is coquettish, dangerous, and thorny is a rose." As for the rose, he couldn't describe it.

Fang Zikai grabbed the words again, "The ones that are light in color, are safe to grow, and have small thorns. They are Chinese roses."

Qiao Jiusheng's mouth twitched.

Fang Zikai this guy...

Fang Yusheng slapped the two boys on the heads. He said, "Boys talk about roses and roses, girls are pretty..."

This time, even Fang Zicheng couldn't help refuting. "But Dad, you asked this question just now."

"Am I?" Fang Yusheng had selective amnesia.

"You have a daddy, my brother and I have heard it."

Fang Yusheng quietly turned off the topic, he said, "I think this manor is pretty, what do you think?"

"It looks good." Fang Zikai nodded. He looked up at his handsome father and asked with a smile, "Does father want to build a villa like this for us?"

Fang Yu's meat hurts a bit.

Money...

"No, this is your task." Fang Yusheng said, shaking his head.

"Me?" Fang Zikai was a little ignorant, "Why is it my task?"

"When you were young, Dad built a big villa to support you. When you grow up, you will build a luxurious manor for your parents to support you." He touched the heads of his two sons and educates them righteously, "Respect your parents Give your parents a house, understand?"

Fang Zicheng clarified that Fang Zikai thought for a while, but said, "I don't understand, I think it costs a lot of money to build this kind of big house..." Fang Zikai said coyly, "I'm a little...reluctant."

Fang Yusheng almost spit out old blood.

He was very disgusted with Fang Zikai before.

Because Fang Zikai is nothing like him! As a result, although Fang Zikai did not inherit his character and prosperous beauty, he inherited his stingy style!

This…

Fang Yusheng turned his forehead back and saw Qiao Jiusheng standing behind him, watching him with a smile.

It seems to be saying: It's really your kind, stingy got home.

Fang Yusheng feels embarrassed unexpectedly.

"mom!"

Seeing Qiao Jiusheng, the two little guys ran towards her. Fang Zicheng tugged at the corner of Qiao Jiusheng's clothes, frowned and asked her, "Will Uncle Wei die?" When Fang Zicheng mentioned the dead word, his tone seemed to be lighter.

He was also a child, although he didn't know exactly what death was, but he instinctively resisted death.

Qiao Jiusheng bent down and looked at the two children. She said, "No, Uncle Wei is a good person. A good person can live a long life."

Fang Zicheng grumbled.

Fang Zikai said, "That Bai Suzhen is also a good person, and he hasn't been crushed in Leifeng Tower."

Qiao Jiusheng: "Fang Zikai, you deliberately demolished the stage, right?"

"What is the demolition?" Fang Zikai was particularly curious, and didn't know what a horrible thing he said just now.

Fang Zicheng gave Fang Zikai a white look. He said, "Watch less TV and read more books."