good night warlord

Chapter 555 Just this time

While praising, Gu Qingyi counted with her fingers. She broke all ten of her fingers before raising her head with an expression of asking for credit:

"My dear husband, are you satisfied now? I'm about to say it..."

Gu Qingyi was originally eager to ask for compliments, but when she looked up, she saw that her husband's face was not as happy and satisfied as he imagined, but rather... dignified.

Is there anything wrong with what I just said?

"Honey? Are you unhappy?" Her voice was much weaker. It was rare for him to be in such an emotion in front of her.

During the war, Yan Meifeng moved a little, and a gloomy look flashed in his dark eyes. Seeing her staring at him worriedly, he lifted the corner of his lips:

"No."

"You lie, you are obviously thinking about something."

He can tell if she's lying, and she can naturally know what's wrong with his emotions. They are the closest couple.

During the war, Yan didn't want her to know his inner thoughts, so he held her in his arms so that she couldn't see his expression, and then said lightly:

"I was really thinking about something just now. HX's overseas expansion is blocked in country W. I will need to deal with it when I get home later, and I will not be able to return to the room until later."

With his fingertips, he twisted a strand of her soft hair that fell between his fingers, and looked forward with deep eyes.

Gu Qingyi was a little dissatisfied:

"Then you were distracted and didn't hear what I said?"

It was a waste of all her brainpower.

"Sorry, not in the future."

Hearing his low tone, Gu Qingyi seemed to be able to imagine how difficult the obstacles the company encountered were:

"Country W? Could it be that Melinda deliberately caused trouble?"

"I'll take care of all these things, you just need to take care of yourself."

"Then let's pay a visit to Mr. Huo and return to Hancheng as soon as possible." Gu Qingyi said.

During the war, Yan gave a low hum.

Back at the villa, it was already very late, after Yan sent Gu Qingyi to bed during the war, he left the bedroom and went to the study.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the study:

"Sir, it's me. I have already decocted your medicine."

During the war, Yan casually said, and the door of the study was pushed open.

As soon as Aunt Zhou came in, she stopped, not because of anything else, but because the lights in the study were not turned on.

Seemingly aware of this, Wartime Yan ordered:

"Aunt Zhou, turn on the light."

"Ah, ah."

Aunt Zhou held the tray in one hand and turned on the light with the other. Only then did she see the man standing by the window, her eyes froze for a moment.

Because Aunt Zhou hasn't seen Zhan Shiyan smoking for a long time, and at this moment, in front of the wide open window, the cigarette at Zhan Shiyan's fingertips has already burned more than half, and when the night wind blows, the blue and white smoke falls asleep. Aunt Zhou couldn't help persuading him with some worry:

"Sir, young mistress is pregnant now, you should smoke less."

During the war, Yan lowered his eyes to look at the half of the cigarette left on his fingertips, his eyes were heavy, and his voice was depressing:

"I know, just this once."

Aunt Zhou knew that her husband always kept his word, since he said it was only this time, naturally there would be no next time.

After walking over to put down the tray, Aunt Zhou couldn't help asking with concern:

"Is there something bothering you, sir?"

The strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine washed away the faint smell of tobacco on the tip of the nose and suppressed it. During the war, Yan raised his hand and crushed the remaining half of the cigarette butt into the ashtray, turned around and said:

"It's nothing, there are some problems in the company."

Aunt Zhou knew that she couldn't help, so she stopped asking. Seeing that her husband drank the dark concoction that night without changing his face, she hurriedly pulled a tissue and handed it over, and then took another from the tray. A small plate was placed in front of Zhan Shiyan, and he said with a smile:

"Young Mistress is worried that your Chinese medicine will be too bitter, so she specially ordered me to prepare candied fruit for you, so that you can eat two after drinking the medicine, so that your mouth won't be so bitter."

During the war, Yan looked at the few candied fruit in the small plate in front of him, his eyes became deeper, like a deep pool, and any emotion was suppressed at the bottom of the deep pool.

He raised his hand to pinch one, and tore off the wrapping paper. The unique sweet scent of Huamei relieved his tense mood.

Putting Huamei in his mouth, the slightly sour and sweet taste gradually replaced the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine in his mouth...

Aunt Zhou saw him savoring it carefully, and her face became like a flower with a smile:

"It's really hard to imagine, sir. I used to worry that the young mistress would not change her mind, but I didn't expect that the young mistress seemed to change overnight. Now she has a husband's child again, and she is full of her husband alone. It can be seen that you, sir The insistence at the beginning was really right.”

Aunt Zhou's exclamation sounded special to the man's ears. He looked at Aunt Zhou's gratified expression, lowered his eyelids and asked in a low voice:

"Aunt Zhou, if a man can't make his wife happy, what should he do?"

"Why do you think of asking this question, sir?"

"I met a friend today, and I just sent it out because of my feelings."

"That's right. Since we are already husband and wife, it is correct to face any difficulties together."

"Is it impossible to change after facing it together?"

"Then...then..." Aunt Zhou thought about it carefully, and then said after a while:

"If he really loves his wife, and his wife loves him, there shouldn't be anything he can't overcome. Husband and wife work together to cut money, right?"

During the war, Yan recalled Aunt Zhou's words in his heart, his eyes kept falling on the empty medicine bowl, and the deep eyes gradually became brighter.

"It's okay, you should go down and rest early."

"Yeah." Aunt Zhou left the study after packing up the medicine bowl. Before she took the medicine bowl to the door and left, she looked up at the gentleman in front of the desk again, with a puzzled look in her eyes. She always felt that the gentleman tonight was a little strange.

After Aunt Zhou left, Zhan Shiyan picked up his mobile phone and made a call:

"Jiang Heng, have you found Ji's family?"

"Sir, Mount Fanjing is huge. I have searched for thirteen peaks. So far, I haven't found any trace of Ji's family."

"Go back to Shoucheng first, there is something you need to watch first."

"Yes, sir."

"Go and keep an eye on the Gong family, especially Gong Yimian." Wartime Yan calmly ordered.

Originally, Jiang Heng was arranged to keep an eye on the Gong family, but after Yi Baoer became interested in the Ji family, he had no choice but to ask Jiang Heng to look for the Ji family first.

"Mister seems to be more determined than before."

Jiang Heng's understanding was not wrong. During the war, Yan explained why he suddenly changed his mind:

"Today Gong Yimian didn't respond to Yi Baoer's father being poisoned, it's not like her, unless she knew about Yi Baoer's father being poisoned and unconscious."

"I see, sir, where is Ji's house?"

"I will find another way. If I can find the person who provided the poison, it will be equivalent to finding the antidote."

"clear."