Annette did go back before Christmas.
When Ling Yi received this news, he felt lost.
He couldn't tell what mood he was in, maybe he had been waiting for a piece of cake for a long time, and when he could taste it again, he found that the taste of the cake was completely different from what he remembered, or he was waiting to appreciate the cake from a long time ago. Flowers, but what I saw was the scene of flowers falling.
For Ling Yi, there is nothing wrong with losing. Over the years, he has been used to losing constantly.
Nursing worker Liu brought two children to Ling Yi's room to play. Bai Ziyao and Bai Ziliang jumped up and down as soon as they entered. Ling Yi felt much happier when he heard the voices of the two children.
Bai Ziliang ate the cupcake, and the kid ate the cake until his face was covered with crumbs. He stared at Ling Yi with two round eyes: "Brother Ling Yi, you've lost a lot of weight."
Ling Yi touched his cheek and smiled slightly: "Really?"
Nursing worker Liu was sorting out the things in the refrigerator when he heard this and looked back at Ling Yi.
Maybe it was because of getting along with Ling Yi day and night, nurse Liu didn't notice that he had lost any weight. However, since the children have said so, Ling Yi must be thinner than when he met them last time.
Ling Yi was already a little sickly pale, nurse Liu took a serious look, and he really felt that his complexion had become worse during this period. Ling Yi was sitting on the sofa wearing a loose white shirt, the top button of the shirt was tightly buttoned , the arc from back to waist is exceptionally graceful, he holds the mug in one hand, and the exposed wrist is very bony, like cold jade.
Dazzled by Ling Yi's pretty smile, the child took a cupcake and handed it to Ling Yi: "Brother Ling Yi, don't lose weight, eat more to be healthy."
Ling Yi smiled: "Okay, thank you Ziliang for your concern."
Nursing Liu cut a plate of fruit and sent it to the table. She inadvertently raised her head and glanced at Ling Yi. Although Ling Yi's shirt was tightly buttoned, it might even give off a sense of abstinence at first glance, but when you look closely, you can see it. A clear hickey can be found where the jaw meets the neckline.
Ling Yi's skin is too thin, and his complexion is cold and icy white, any color is obvious when it falls on it.
A few hickey marks were obviously caused by vigorous sucking and biting, and they could not disappear for many days.
Care worker Liu thought of Feng Chu's height of more than 1.9 meters, and his strong and muscular figure like a gangster. Then he looked at Ling Yi, who was as gentle as jade, and thought to himself, no wonder Ling Yi would become thinner... With such a strong partner, Ling Yi Yeli It should be hard to resist.
The weather was fine today, the sun was shining outside, the wind was beautiful, and it was a rare warm sunny day. Ling Yi accompanied the two children to eat cakes and then went outside to play in the garden.
He was wearing a white down jacket and was sitting on a bench reading a novel in his hand.
Tired of playing, Zi Yao sat beside Ling Yi, and when his sweat-soaked little black hands scratched Ling Yi's clothes, there was a black palm print. Zi Yao was dumbfounded, but Ling Yi didn't know that his clothes were dirty, so he reached out to touch The little guy's round head.
"Is Uncle Feng Chu not here today?" Zi Yao said, "Brother Ling Yi, I saw Uncle Feng Chu in a book."
Ling Yi didn't really believe the children's words: "Really? What book?"
Zi Yao scratched his head: "It's a big book, thin, with a photo of Uncle Feng Chu printed on the cover, it seems to say that Uncle Feng Chu has at least 30 billion US dollars."
Ling Yi was amused by his son Yao, and he tapped the kid on the head: "Do you know how much US$30 billion is?"
Zi Yao blinked: "Can it fill my schoolbag, a big bag full of money?"
"Not only that." Ling Yi couldn't help laughing, "Uncle Feng Chu and Brother Ling Yi are both poor, they don't have so much money, we can't see such rich people in real life, unless we dream."
For a moment, Ziyao wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes. He clearly remembered that there was a photo of Uncle Feng Chu printed on that thin book.
When Feng Chu came over, he saw Bai Ziyao sitting on the bench with his short legs crossed, talking to Ling Yi with his head up.
Some people like to meet children and young animals, while others hate these little bastards. Ling Yi is the former, and he is very patient with children. It is the latter.
He walked over and sat between Bai Ziyao and Ling Yi: "What are you talking about?"
Bai Ziyao got scared when he saw Feng Chu.
He is in awe of this kind of man as tall as a mountain, and always suspects that Feng Chu will grab his head off and kick it like a ball if he is unhappy: "I... I have seen Uncle Feng in a book..."
Feng Chu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Bai Ziyao with his deep and narrow eyes: "What book?"
Bai Ziyao stammered: "I forgot, the big one, the thin one, less than half the thickness of the book in Brother Ling Yi's hand. It says that Uncle Feng Chu has 30 billion U.S. dollars..."
Feng Chu understood immediately.
In fact, Feng Chu is already quite low-key, but sometimes some magazines that like to gossip about rich people always like to mention the Feng family, and the above speculations about his wealth are not true. Chu Manwen is a frequent visitor on the rich list, Feng Chu is not interested in this kind of ranking.
The wealth of the Feng family has been accumulated by several generations, and it has long been beyond the reach of ordinary companies or enterprises. In fact, the assets of the Feng family are difficult to evaluate, and some personal connections that are more important than money cannot be evaluated. tip of the iceberg.
Feng Chu looked at Bai Ziyao, and asked the same words as Ling Yi: "Do you know how much US$30 billion is?"
Bai Ziyao: "..."
Bai Ziyao really had no idea about these things, so he thought about it seriously: "Can it fill two school bags? Two bags full of money?"
"More than that." Feng Chu said, "Bai Ziyao, if you earn a million dollars a year after graduating from college, it will take at least 30,000 years to earn 30 billion dollars. During this period, you can't spend a penny and save it all."
Bai Ziyao was dizzy: "Thirty thousand years?"
Feng Chu raised his eyebrows: "Think carefully, is the person you saw in the book really me?"
Bai Ziyao is still calculating how long 30,000 years are, and he walked up to Ling Yi: "Ah? Brother Ling Yi, how many days is 30,000 years?"
"It's about 10.95 million days." Ling Yi patted the kid on the head, "You must have remembered the wrong person, boy, don't count these things, go play nearby."
After Bai Ziyao left, Feng Chu smiled and said, "Ling Yi, don't you doubt that what Ziyao said is true?"
The corners of Ling Yi's lips curled up: "Is Mr. Feng really hiding the rich man?"
Feng Chu nodded: "Yes."
Ling Yi stretched out his hand and jokingly said, "Then please give me back my bank card, Mr. Feng."
Feng Chu held Ling Yi's finger: "If you give it to me, it's mine, and it's impossible to return it."
Although the sun was out, the temperature in winter was still very low, Ling Yi's fingers were cold, Feng Chu rubbed him a few times to warm him up.
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Ling Yi received a call from Ling Hua at noon the day before his birthday.
Ling Hua's voice was still very calm: "I came to City B, and I will arrive at the nursing home in half an hour. You pack your things, and I will take you home for the New Year."
This news was caught off guard, and Ling Yi didn't quite understand: "Dad, why did you come to City B?"
"I was on a business trip in Hebi City two days ago, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon. You may have an accident when you go home alone, and I will take you away along the way."
Of course, Ling Hua couldn't come to pick up Ling Yi specifically. If he came to pick up Ling Yi, he would definitely call in advance to let Ling Yi know. This time, there happened to be a cooperation to be discussed, and after the discussion, it was unexpectedly discovered that he was only 120 kilometers away from City B where Ling Yi was located.
It's all here, Ling Hua wants to take Ling Yi home along the way. Ling Yi is blind after all, so he might have an accident when he goes home alone during the Spring Festival.
Ling Yi was silent for a while: "Okay, I see."
After thinking about it, Ling Yi sent Feng Chu a message: "Mr. Feng, my father came to the nursing home suddenly, and he wants to take me away. We will meet again next year."
Although he wanted to see Feng Chu again, Ling Yi didn't want Feng Chu to appear in front of Ling Hua.
Ling Hua's personality is very arrogant. Feng Chu married Ling Yi as a nursing home nurse. Although his job is leisurely, his salary is very low. Ling Yi knew Ling Hua too well, he knew what Ling Hua would say to satirize Feng Chu and make Feng Chu feel ashamed.
Nursing worker Liu was called to pack Ling Yi's things.
Ling Yi is usually very calm, but today he seemed a little uneasy. While packing his things, nurse Liu asked, "Mr. Ling, where are you going?"
"My dad is going to take me home."
It is enough for Ling Yi to bring some clothes and medicine.
After thinking about it, he took the string of beads that Feng Chu gave him when he met Feng Chu for the first time in his bag.
For Ling Yi, this string of beads is very memorable.
If it wasn't for the fact that the bear Feng Chu gave him was too big, he would have taken that bear away.
As Ling Yi's father, Ling Hua was not stopped when he entered the nursing home. The director happened to be in the nursing home. The father wanted to take his son home. If he refused to let him in, he would definitely make him suspicious.
Ling Hua was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. She was more than 1.8 meters tall and had a flirtatious face. Caregiver Liu looked at the handsome Ling Hua, and then at the delicate Ling Yi.
Ling Yi pulled his suitcase, wearing only a thin cashmere coat: "Dad, are we leaving today? Don't you want to spend a day in City B?"
Ling Hua frowned: "This is not a tourist city, what's there to do? Your mother came to City B a while ago, did you meet her?"
Ling Yi coughed: "No."
"I knew it wasn't." Ling Hua sneered, "She didn't even call me, and she still doesn't know what happened to you. Every time I see her avatar of a peerless mother in front of the media, I find it ridiculous. She has a new child, and of course she doesn't take you to heart."
Ling Yi smiled slightly, and said sarcastically: "Maybe that's the case. I heard that my mother's new husband is a very attractive man, and she is immersed in the new family atmosphere."
Ling Hua's face turned pale instantly.
However, his face was only ugly for a while, and he stretched out his hand to lift the suitcase beside Ling Yi and put it on the car: "How is your eyes recovering? Has it improved? Can you see something?"
"Not yet." Ling Yi said, "Dad, I heard that my mother came to City B to stay at Tianchu Hotel. Don't you want to stay there for one night? You can pick me up tomorrow morning."
"You don't really think I miss your mother, do you?" Ling Hua sneered, "I definitely don't want to stay in the hotel where she stayed."
Over the years, Ling Hua has never told anyone that he is Annette's ex-husband. Few people know about his marriage to Annette, and he never takes his beautiful wife out to socialize after marriage.
Even Su Peiwan had never met Annette, she only knew that Ling Hua's ex-wife was a foreign woman with a good background.
After divorcing Annette, he has always avoided mentioning her name. The relatives of the Ling family were all afraid of Ling Hua and depended on the Ling family for survival, so they didn't dare to talk too much about this matter. Even when Annette was in full bloom, these relatives who were talkative didn't dare to speak nonsense to outsiders.
Ling Yi stood where he was, without moving.
In his heart, he didn't want Feng Chu to come over, and he didn't want Feng Chu to be belittled and suppressed by Ling Hua.
In fact, he couldn't help delaying the time slowly, holding a secret hope for Feng Chu's arrival.
Ling Hua opened the car door: "Come in, you don't come in because you want me to invite you in?"
Ling Yi reached for the car door with his guide stick, and slowly got in.
The director of the nursing home thought that Ling Hua was here to visit Ling Yi, but he didn't expect that the other party planned to take Ling Yi away.
Without Feng Chu's consent, Dean Zhou didn't dare to let others take Ling Yi away: "Mr. Ling, Ling Yi's eyes need to be observed for a while, you'd better not take him to City C today..."
Ling Hua gave him a cold look: "Oh? I've been observing for more than a year, and I'm missing these few days? If something goes wrong, I'll send him back. He is my son, and I care more about him than you do."
Dean Zhou said: "Mr. Ling, do you need us to explain the details of the expenses to you? You have never asked about the expenses of hospitalization."
Ling Hua knew the price of this nursing home. High-end nursing homes are naturally expensive—but he didn't care about it. The Ling family is also very rich in City C, so they couldn't afford to pay for a child's hospitalization: "No need, I have to catch a plane, so please email me if you have anything to do. Thank Dr. Zhao for taking care of me during this time."
Dean Zhou wiped off his cold sweat.
He really couldn't think of any reason to keep him, so he said: "Do you want to meet with the shareholders of the nursing home? Expand your network in City B?"
Ling Hua just felt baffled, and raised his eyebrows: "Does Dean Zhou want me to invest in some projects? Sorry, I don't have much interest in this aspect."
Dean Zhou can't mention Feng Chu's name in front of Ling Yi, and can't let Ling Yi know Feng Chu's true identity. Otherwise, if he told Ling Hua that the major shareholder of this nursing home was Feng Chu, Ling Hua would definitely be very happy to get to know this contact.
There was no one in their circle who didn't want to know Feng Chu.
Ling Hua closed the car door and asked the driver to leave now: "Let's go to the airport."
Ling Yi put on the earphones and slid his finger on the phone screen.
Feng Chu still didn't reply to the message, maybe he was too busy with work today.
Ling Hua said, "Tomorrow is your birthday, right?"
"yes."
"I don't have a place for you to live in at home now. I'll see if I can get the nanny to clean up a room. You and your brother can't deal with each other. You have to let him go when he's young. You can stay in a hotel for a while after you go back. If you don't want to stay in a hotel I’ll buy you a cake tomorrow.” Ling Hua said while closing her eyes and meditating, “Your brother is going to marry Zhou Zhiyuan, and Zhou Zhiyuan is your brother’s man. You must keep your distance when you go back. , don’t do things that would embarrass the Ling family. Your brother is stupid, he can’t beat you in every way, and he was expelled from school again this time, so don’t always try to grab things from him.”
In fact, Ling Yi doesn't like to fight. He has never snatched anything from Ling Bo since he was a child.
But in Ling Hua's eyes, Ling Bo, the illegitimate son, has suffered a great grievance and must let him go.
As the elder brother who has taken advantage of everything, Ling Yi should accept it all the more.