The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 644
She sighed and said, "I read the report yesterday, and this year it is almost close to the income when Dad was there. My eldest brother has never done it. I didn't expect you to be quite talented."

I said, "Thank you for saying that."

"Don't be sad. I don't understand anything. I can't manage it for a long time. Dad probably just wants to scare you." She comforted me and said, "Dad always worried about you when he was in Canada. He..."

"Seventh Sister." I interrupted her: "I don't want to hear these words."

She frowned slightly: "I hope you don't hate Dad because of this."

"Don't talk about this." I said: "Hurry up and hand over the shares. The shares are in your hands, which means that the risks are mainly borne by you. Even if you don't participate in business matters, you must pay close attention to them to be safe."

She made a bitter face again: "I really don't want to do this, I'm obviously just a doctor..."

I said, "That's a lot of money after all."

"It also comes with a lot of responsibility."

"As a doctor, you also have great responsibilities." I said, "You also have to control the life and death of others."

"At least I understand." Obviously she really didn't want to take over, with fear and melancholy on her face: "I have an idea, can you let me go to my father and tell him that I don't think I can handle it, and ask him if he can let me go? You keep your position first." After she finished saying this, she realized that it was not appropriate, and explained: "Don't worry too much, I don't need to take the dividend. I think Dad just took the shares to scare you. I just want you to be obedient. After a while, when he calms down, he will want to bring you back. Among all the brothers and sisters, I am the only one who doesn't understand business at all, and I have no interest in it. If he really wants to change If it is done by someone else, considering the development of the company, it should not be given to me.”

In fact, although I always knew that Seventh Sister was not a bad person, but because of Fanyin, I always had some resistance to her, so I was able to communicate less and less, and I didn't have any in-depth chats with her.So these few words of hers surprised me, I didn't expect her to be such a person.I said, "I've already asked him for your thoughts. Why are you talking about this topic again? Don't talk about it, we are busy with business."

She probably saw my father's attitude from my expression, showing helplessness: "Okay."

Next, I told her in detail about the content of the handover plan, because she received the news suddenly, so she didn't know anything about it.But obviously she is also more afraid of Shanshan, so she can hand it over to Shanshan, and she also said that she will work hard to complete it with me.

It wasn't until Seventh Sister said that she was extremely tired and wanted to rest, that I realized it was already late, and logically speaking, Fan Yin should have arrived earlier, so I let Seventh Sister go to rest, and I took out my mobile phone to call Fanyin.

He quickly answered the phone and asked with a smile, "Are you awake?"

"Wake up early." I asked, "Have you arrived yet?"

"arrive."

"Then why didn't you contact me?" I asked.

"I want you to sleep a little longer." He said, "Is it convenient to come out? How about going to eat and relax together?"

"Where are you?" I asked.

"At your door."

"..."

"you are not at home?"

"I'm at the company."

"Su Lingyu..." His voice was deep.

"what happened?"

"Do you have to exhaust yourself to death?" He said, "I clearly remember that you were lazy before."

"I used to be lazy because I was stupid." I said, "It's better for people to work harder. If I used to work harder, maybe..." I shut up.

"So what?"

"I wanted to say that I graduated successfully, but I suddenly thought it was not because of laziness. I didn't hint at what you meant, anyway, it's better to be hardworking." I said, "I'll go back right away, but what do you want to eat? I can order it on the way." Restaurant."

"I want to eat you." His answer was nothing new.

"I'm not in the mood today."

"Then book a restaurant."

"What do you want to eat?" I asked, "How about a female body?"

"It's no problem for you to book me." He smiled and said, "It will only hurt you to talk about this topic with me."

I laughed and said, "Then I'll arrange it as I like."

"Well," he said, "do you not need to be sneaky now?"

"After the handover." I talked to him while packing my things.

"Come back to Germany with me after the handover." He said, "It's not interesting to live in this place."

I said, "Let's see when the time comes."

"Not then," he said, "I know the old man told you some things, but you also know that he can't hold me back. My mother is a little troublesome, but if she is too persistent, then don't talk to her have come and gone."

I was a little shocked: "Why do you say such things so easily?"

"I'm in my 30s, and I'm not thirteen," he said. "It's her business if she's dissatisfied, but it's her fault to interfere."

I corrected him: "You are almost forty, don't deliberately call yourself younger."

It can be heard from his tone that if he is in front of me at this moment, his expression must be rolling his eyes and looking down on me: "You don't need to deliberately emphasize this, don't say I am forty, even if I am eighty, I can still make you cry Please slow down."

I said, "How can you talk about this on any topic? The other [-] is too bragging."

He smiled: "You can try it then."

"I don't think I'll live to that age."

"You definitely can."

"Then I don't have that kind of strength anymore." I said, "Now it's cloudy and rainy, and my whole body hurts."

He paused obviously, and his tone became a little unnatural: "When you come back, I will adjust it carefully."

"I'm not blaming you." I said, "That's the end of the story. Don't blame yourself."

He laughed again.

I asked: "What's wrong?"

"In the past, you were afraid that I would not blame myself, so you talked to me all day long." He smiled and asked, "Why have you changed your approach now?"

"Because it's evened out," I said, "but if you feel unbalanced, you can complain to me."

"I don't think there is any imbalance." He smiled and said, "I'm calling, you come first, and we can continue talking when we meet."

After hanging up the phone, I took my things and prepared to leave. When I opened the door, I saw Seventh Sister standing at the door.

I was taken aback, and she also looked embarrassed: "I want to ask if you want to come to my house for dinner. It seems that you have a date."

"Sorry," I said, "thank you for your kindness."

She smiled and stopped talking.

I wanted to go out, but seeing that she wouldn't give way, I asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Are you going to get back together with him?" she asked.

"Why are you asking this?" I didn't want to tell her.

She said: "It's nothing, just want to ask you how his illness is going? He was admitted to a mental hospital before, and I heard that the treatment there is very cruel."

I'm sure I saw the tenderness in her eyes, and I couldn't help sighing Fanyin's charm secretly: "His illness seems to be fine now, but I don't know the details. He was in a mental hospital before... he really suffered a lot. A lot of suffering."

"You are too cruel." It can be seen that she is trying to hide her distress.

I asked, "Anything else?"

She shook her head and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell Dad."

I said, "Thank you, Seventh Sister."

She smiled a little, but not very happy this time.

I was in the car and thought carefully about Seventh Sister's expression and words just now. I don't know if I am overly sensitive. I think she looks at me like she is very envious of me.If that's the case, then she's really... I don't like Fanyin again.

I haven't seen the gate of my house, but I have seen Fanyin's car, so he won't get out of the car and wait for me, so I asked the driver to drive over, and when I lowered the window, he also put it down, still holding the phone in his left hand, but put He stretched out his right hand and waved at me, and made a gesture of wanting to hold hands with me.

I stretched out my hand to hold his hand, and heard him say a few words into the phone. From his tone, the other end of the phone seemed to be Lin Zhunyi, and it was also a business.

I waited for him to hang up the phone and asked, "Do you want to eat hot pot?"

He frowned: "I don't want to."

"Then I've already ordered hot pot." I said, "It's delicious, you don't seem to have tried it."

"Why haven't you eaten it? Didn't you eat it with you?" His reaction was unexpectedly strong, showing an expression that he didn't want to eat it.

I looked at him suspiciously and said nothing.

"The smell will linger on the clothes for a long time, it's disgusting." He explained spontaneously: "He has no relationship with others, and he knows that he eats with you."

I said, "I just thought your memory was shared with him."

"think too much."

"Oh..." I didn't want to think about it anymore, I said, "But I really want to eat hot pot today."

"I don't want to eat." He protested.

"Then I'll eat it myself."

He closed his mouth and gave me a blank look.

I asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

He said nothing, but opened the car door and moved inside.

I opened the door of the car and went up, told the driver the address, and saw his boss's displeased face from the corner of the eye, and said, "If you really don't want to eat, I won't force you."

"It's only when the restaurant is fully booked." He said to me, "It's hypocrisy."

"I'll be scolded by you even if I eat..."

His face was still dark.

I was also a little angry: "I'll count to three, if you still have this expression, I'll eat it myself."

He said nothing.

I start counting: "One."

He was unmoved.

"two."

Still no response.

"S..."

Before the word "three" came out, he opened his mouth: "Come here and kiss me and I will forgive you."

"Say it again." I was even more dissatisfied.

"I'll go eat with you." He gave me another look, pursing his lips like he was holding back a smile.

I stopped making trouble, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and asked, "Is this okay?"

He hooked the corners of his lips, pinched my jaw unsurprisingly, gnawed on my mouth for a while, and said, "What's the point of kissing? Pretend to be reserved."

I couldn't help laughing, and felt that my mood had improved a lot.

I want to eat hot pot because I may be too tired and have no appetite for anything today.But Fanyin can't eat spicy food, and he said that my body should eat less irritating food, so he insisted not to order spicy soup, which made me feel sorry.

(End of this chapter)