Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 331 Remember to have a wedding wine (1)

Picking up the jacket, his big bony hands reached into the pockets.

After groping around, a few labels fell out and scattered on the quilt.

Long Beijue put down his coat and reached out to pick up the red "Auspicious" sign.

He stared at the label for a while, his eyes gradually becoming complicated.

Why are his children so obsessed with this sign?

Ever since she chatted with Uncle Feng that day, she has always been depressed at times. Could it be because of something Uncle Feng said.

"I got it."

"got it."

The sound of raving suddenly sounded out, pulling back Long Beijue's thoughts.

He walked over quickly, bent down, and covered her cool little hand with his palm.

He leaned his head close to her mouth, talking intermittently.

"Jeez, the auspicious sign, I got it."

Long Beijue's eyes darkened, looking at her with a gentle gleam.

He sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

"What kind of signature are you asking for?"

Is it about him?
……

The next day.

Due to years of habit, Lan Xi got up very early.

After ordering breakfast, he made tea and sipped it alone.

During this time, a strange phone call came in.

Without thinking too much, he pressed answer directly.

"Lanxi, I'm your Uncle Duan." A male voice rang out from the other end of the phone.

His voice was steady, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Lan Xi recognized who it was.

There was a layer of dust on the bottom of his eyes, he couldn't see the bottom, he suppressed all his emotions, and shouted neither humble nor overbearing, "Uncle Duan."

"Lanxi, I haven't seen you for a long time. How is your health recently?"

The gentle and familiar tone is like an approachable elder.

Without that assassination, he would never have thought that the upright and selfless elder in his impression would want to take his life.

Lan Xi smiled from the bottom of her heart, and said in a warm voice, "Uncle Duan is worried about you, it's still the same."

"The weather has turned cold recently. You should pay more attention. If you catch a cold, you will suffer again."

As he said that, Duan Ming changed the subject, "Lan Xi, have you heard about Afan's engagement?"

Lan Xi's knuckles turned white while pinching the phone, and said in a calm tone, "I heard."

"That brat, Afan, didn't let me worry at all. He was about to get engaged. Fortunately, he left the matter of the engagement to the two families, and took Ning Yuan out to play."

It was clearly a reprimand, but it was filled with joyful laughter.

"If you meet him, you have to help Uncle Duan say a few more words about him, Afan is used to being idle, and it's time for him to calm down and come back to take over the position of Patriarch.

Hearing the latter words, Lan Xi's eyes revealed a hint of understanding, and he smiled sarcastically.

This is the real purpose of his call, let him persuade Duan Fan to calm down and go back to take over the position of Patriarch.

"Uncle Duan, Duan Fan will understand all your painstaking efforts. I'm busy with other things recently, so I don't have much time to meet him."

After the words fell, a sigh entered his ears, "Lanxi, don't get me wrong, Uncle Duan has no other intentions, but Duan Fan has been running around to heal your illness all these years, so I want you to help me Advise him."

"I'm just such a son. Everything in the Duan family will be handed over to him in the future. He should also take on his responsibilities."

The earnest and earnest tone contained a bit of the helplessness of a father.

Lan Xibai pursed her lips tightly, her eyes became dim.

He called him today, nine times out of ten it was to warn him.

If because of his illness, Duan Fan was delayed from taking over as Patriarch, I am afraid that he would not be able to tolerate him.

The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, Duan Ming tentatively asked, "Lan Xi, are you listening?"

Lan Xi hummed, and said calmly, "Uncle Duan, I understand what you mean, I'm sorry, I have made your family exhausted a lot in order to treat my illness all these years."

"After Duan Fan gets engaged, he will take over as the Patriarch soon. You don't have to worry too much."

Duan Ming leaned back, his unsmiling face made people frightened, "Lan Xi, I also have my own difficulties, and you also know that there are many people in the sidelines of the Duan family coveting the position of Patriarch, I just want to hand over the Duan family completely. into Duan Fan's hands."

The gray sky was reflected in Lan Xi's eyes, and a warm voice escaped from her lips, "I understand, Uncle Duan, I still have things to do here, so I'll hang up first if I don't have anything else to do."

Duan Ming said, "Okay, when Afan gets engaged, remember to come and have a wedding wine."

After hanging up the phone, Lan Xi lowered his hand weakly, his eyes looking into the distance gradually became lax.

After a long time, a cold laughter sounded and dissipated in the air.

"Ho."

Lan Xi looked down at her legs, her self-deprecating smile gradually became bitter.

He couldn't even stand up, so there was no way to help him, he would only become a burden.

"咚咚-"

A knock on the door pulled him out of his grief.

Lan Xi suppressed the emotion on her face, and pushed the wheelchair towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, a familiar face came into his eyes.

Lan Xi was stunned, "Why did you come here so early?"

Duan Fan lowered his head and looked at each other, he said, "I have an appointment with Long Beijue, and I will see Qiao Luo today."

Lan Xi looked away without any trace, "We played mahjong last night, so they probably haven't woken up so early."

Duan Fan nodded, he didn't plan to go there so early to disturb people's dreams, "Go down and have breakfast together?"

Lan Xi just wanted to refuse, but then thought of something, he nodded his head lightly.

The corners of Duan Fan's lips curled up slightly, and he helped push the wheelchair.

After entering the elevator, Lan Xi asked casually, "How long do you plan to stay here?"

Duan Fan frowned, "You want to drive me away?"

Lan Xi laughed, and said lazily, "I'll just ask casually, you may be thinking too much."

Duan Fan glanced at him suspiciously, still feeling that he was chasing him away.

He said awkwardly, "Can't you ask something else?"

Lan Xi smiled and said nothing.

……

Being guessed by Lan Xi, Qiao Luo is still dreaming about Duke Zhou.

As usual, Long Beijue woke up first.

He habitually looked at the person in his arms, his obsidian-like eyes shone with a doting soft light.

He reached out to brush her long hair, and pressed his thin lips against her forehead.

A kiss like a touch of water, carrying the iron-blooded tenderness that belongs to her alone.

The thin lips moved down to her ears, and the voice was low and magnetic, "Boss Qiao, it's time to wake up."

"Don't make trouble."

The warm breath lingered in her ears, disturbing her lucid dreams.

Qiao Luo closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to push him, and the little milk voice muttered indistinctly, "I'm sleepy."

Long Beijue let out a low laugh, and withdrew the hand on her waist.

After a whirlwind, Qiao Luo lay on top of him.

During this time, she remained motionless.

The sky is big, the sleep is the biggest.

Long Beijue laughed, slid his fingertips across her cheeks, and coaxed softly, "Duan Fan will come over later, let's catch up on sleep in the afternoon, huh?"

Normally, he wouldn't stop her from sleeping for as long as she wanted, but today is different, and seeing a doctor can't be delayed.

(End of this chapter)