Chapter 961
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At about 12 o'clock in the morning, Yanzong was finally sent out of the ward.
The operation was successful, but attention needs to be paid to the next treatment.
After hearing about the success of the operation, Fu Tingyuan turned to go.
Yan Qingfeng took a look at his back, slightly darkened his eyebrows, watched Yanzong be sent to intensive care unit, and then turned to follow Fu Tingyuan.
Fu Tingyuan went to the door of the elevator. The elevator just stopped on his floor. He pressed the button and was about to enter. A hand reached over and pressed the close button.
Fu Tingyuan turned his head indifferently and took a look at Yan Qingfeng. They were generally tall. When they stood together, they gave a trace of pressure to outsiders.
"Are you going back now?"
Yan Qingfeng's tone was heavy, and his handsome face showed a bit of cool and gloomy.
"It's getting late." He tone light, "I have to go to the company tomorrow, have what to say later."
He raised his hand and tried to press the open door button, and yanqingfeng held his arm.
Fu Tingyuan's action pauses for a moment, droops a glance at the place where he is pinched by Yan Qingfeng. He doesn't speak. He just looks gloomy.
There was a sort of weariness in his face.
Yanqingfeng released his hand and asked in a deep voice, "what do you want now?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"What do you want if you don't let dad go home?"
Fu Tingyuan raised his head and looked at him. He had a funny smile and then asked, "he is so ill that he doesn't live in the hospital, but wants him to go home?"
Yan Qingfeng's tone was very heavy: "you know what I'm talking about."
Fu Tingyuan slightly raised his lips, which made his beautiful and elegant face more sarcastic. He looked at his brother and said calmly: "the winner is the king, the loser is the enemy. Since I won, the loser can only accept whatever I do. That's what you've been trying to teach me, isn't it? I've learned so well. What are you dissatisfied with? "
Yan Qingfeng and Yanzong did not disclose anything to Fu Tingyuan about the events in Mexico at that time. However, with the death of luonanchu, some buried secrets were gradually revealed. No one told him, but Fu Tingyuan may have guessed some answers.
Nobody expected Ronan to die at first.
But in the final analysis, like the butterfly effect, layer after layer of fuel, Ronan died under the wheel because of that secret.
I'm afraid Fu Tingyuan can't forgive them.
In recent years, he has become a stranger to him, and the whole person seems to have changed.
Yan Qingfeng himself is also very difficult to say, he has no regrets, luonanchu's death changed too many things of Yan family.
"He is your father, after all!" Yan Qingfeng growled, "he is for you! Even if you want to hate him, you shouldn't hate him. In those years, he didn't worry about a lot of things? "
"I only know. You're all forcing me to do what I don't want to do by saying it's good for me He gave a smile, a little cold and meaningless look, "you've done a good job, and you've succeeded. You should be happy that I am like this He raised his hand and took a puff of smoke. His smile was a little sarcastic in the light fog. "I just think that since you all think it's good to do this, I hope you can have a taste of it. You can't see the taste of the people you like all your life."
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At about 12 o'clock in the morning, Yanzong was finally sent out of the ward.
The operation was successful, but attention needs to be paid to the next treatment.
After hearing about the success of the operation, Fu Tingyuan turned to go.
Yan Qingfeng took a look at his back, slightly darkened his eyebrows, watched Yanzong be sent to intensive care unit, and then turned to follow Fu Tingyuan.
Fu Tingyuan went to the door of the elevator. The elevator just stopped on his floor. He pressed the button and was about to enter. A hand reached over and pressed the close button.
Fu Tingyuan turned his head indifferently and took a look at Yan Qingfeng. They were generally tall. When they stood together, they gave a trace of pressure to outsiders.
"Are you going back now?"
Yan Qingfeng's tone was heavy, and his handsome face showed a bit of cool and gloomy.
"It's getting late." He tone light, "I have to go to the company tomorrow, have what to say later."
He raised his hand and tried to press the open door button, and yanqingfeng held his arm.
Fu Tingyuan's action pauses for a moment, droops a glance at the place where he is pinched by Yan Qingfeng. He doesn't speak. He just looks gloomy.
There was a sort of weariness in his face.
Yanqingfeng released his hand and asked in a deep voice, "what do you want now?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"What do you want if you don't let dad go home?"
Fu Tingyuan raised his head and looked at him. He had a funny smile and then asked, "he is so ill that he doesn't live in the hospital, but wants him to go home?"
Yan Qingfeng's tone was very heavy: "you know what I'm talking about."
Fu Tingyuan slightly raised his lips, which made his beautiful and elegant face more sarcastic. He looked at his brother and said calmly: "the winner is the king, the loser is the enemy. Since I won, the loser can only accept whatever I do. That's what you've been trying to teach me, isn't it? I've learned so well. What are you dissatisfied with? "
Yan Qingfeng and Yanzong did not disclose anything to Fu Tingyuan about the events in Mexico at that time. However, with the death of luonanchu, some buried secrets were gradually revealed. No one told him, but Fu Tingyuan may have guessed some answers.
Nobody expected Ronan to die at first.
But in the final analysis, like the butterfly effect, layer after layer of fuel, Ronan died under the wheel because of that secret.
I'm afraid Fu Tingyuan can't forgive them.
In recent years, he has become a stranger to him, and the whole person seems to have changed.
Yan Qingfeng himself is also very difficult to say, he has no regrets, luonanchu's death changed too many things of Yan family.
"He is your father, after all!" Yan Qingfeng growled, "he is for you! Even if you want to hate him, you shouldn't hate him. In those years, he didn't worry about a lot of things? "
"I only know. You're all forcing me to do what I don't want to do by saying it's good for me He gave a smile, a little cold and meaningless look, "you've done a good job, and you've succeeded. You should be happy that I am like this He raised his hand and took a puff of smoke. His smile was a little sarcastic in the light fog. "I just think that since you all think it's good to do this, I hope you can have a taste of it. You can't see the taste of the people you like all your life."
At about 12 o'clock in the morning, Yanzong was finally sent out of the ward. The operation was successful, but attention needs to be paid to the next treatment. After hearing about the success of the operation, Fu Tingyuan turned to go. Yan Qingfeng took a look at his back, slightly darkened his eyebrows, watched Yanzong be sent to intensive care unit, and then turned to follow Fu Tingyuan. Fu Tingyuan went to the door of the elevator. The elevator just stopped on his floor. He pressed the button and was about to enter. A hand reached over and pressed the close button. Fu Tingyuan turned his head indifferently and took a look at Yan Qingfeng. They were generally tall. When they stood together, they gave a trace of pressure to outsiders. "Are you going back now?" Yan Qingfeng's tone was heavy, and his handsome face showed a bit of cool and gloomy. "It's getting late." He tone light, "I have to go to the company tomorrow, have what to say later." He raised his hand and tried to press the open door button, and yanqingfeng held his arm. Fu Tingyuan's action pauses for a moment, droops a glance at the place where he is pinched by Yan Qingfeng. He doesn't speak. He just looks gloomy. There was a sort of weariness in his face. Yanqingfeng released his hand and asked in a deep voice, "what do you want now?" "I don't know what you mean." "What do you want if you don't let dad go home?" Fu Tingyuan raised his head and looked at him. He had a funny smile and then asked, "he is so ill that he doesn't live in the hospital, but wants him to go home?" Yan Qingfeng's tone was very heavy: "you know what I'm talking about." Fu Tingyuan slightly raised his lips, which made his beautiful and elegant face more sarcastic. He looked at his brother and said calmly: "the winner is the king, the loser is the enemy. Since I won, the loser can only accept whatever I do. That's what you've been trying to teach me, isn't it? I've learned so well. What are you dissatisfied with? " Yan Qingfeng and Yanzong did not disclose anything to Fu Tingyuan about the events in Mexico at that time. However, with the death of luonanchu, some buried secrets were gradually revealed. No one told him, but Fu Tingyuan may have guessed some answers. Nobody expected Ronan to die at first. But in the final analysis, like the butterfly effect, layer after layer of fuel, Ronan died under the wheel because of that secret. I'm afraid Fu Tingyuan can't forgive them. In recent years, he has become a stranger to him, and the whole person seems to have changed. Yan Qingfeng himself is also very difficult to say, he has no regrets, luonanchu's death changed too many things of Yan family. "He is your father, after all!" Yan Qingfeng growled, "he is for you! Even if you want to hate him, you shouldn't hate him. In those years, he didn't worry about a lot of things? " "I only know. You're all forcing me to do what I don't want to do by saying it's good for me He gave a smile, a little cold and meaningless look, "you've done a good job, and you've succeeded. You should be happy that I am like this He raised his hand and took a puff of smoke. His smile was a little sarcastic in the light fog. "I just think that since you all think it's good to do this, I hope you can have a taste of it. You can't see the taste of the people you like all your life."
