MTL - I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses-Chapter 496 flowers facing the sun

Chapter 496 Flowers Facing the Sun

 There is no longer the arrogant and willful spirit of Wei Lan.

He also lacked the positive and sunny gentleness of Wei Lan later.

 She became less and less like her, or in other words, she became a third her.

For a moment, Yanyi felt that he had done something wrong.

 This girl should be as bright as a sunflower, but he is not her sun.

 He was wrong to keep her with him.

Suppressing the sourness in his heart, Yanyi tried his best to smile, "Do you know Hong Kong Island? The one often shown on TV."

Wei Lan nodded slightly and said "huh?" not knowing why.

Yanyi hugged her and said in a tone as slow as a horse's pace, "You like beautiful clothes and delicious food. They are all available there. It is very prosperous there, at least more prosperous than Haishi."

Wei Lan was silent and already guessed the meaning of Yanyi's words: "You are going to Hong Kong Island."

 “And you.” Yanyi said softly.

The two were silent for a moment, and then he asked again, "Will you go with me?"

Having always been used to Yanyi's strength, he suddenly softened, and Wei Lan couldn't adapt to it.

 But in her heart, it doesn't matter whether she wants it or not.

 He will always take her with him.

 In this case, why are you still wasting your time?

Wei Lan lowered her eyes, covering up the emotions in her eyes, and whispered softly: "Let's stay a little longer, I like the sea."

I have always heard that small crabs can be dug out of the sand at the beach, you can step on the waves coming ashore on the beach, and you can also pick up beautiful shells.

 But in the past four years, she has always looked at the sea from a distance, never really getting close once.

 If I just leave like this, I always feel...

 It’s a pity.

 Yanyi responded in a low voice and said nothing again. He just frowned tightly and did not relax for a long time.

   *

There were not only Wei Lan and the others in the racecourse, but also more than a dozen foreigners who worked with Yanyi.

In the middle of the night, foreigners held a bonfire party and gathered around to sing and dance. It was very lively, but Wei Lan always felt that she was out of tune with those people, so she did not participate.

Foreigners are greedy and suspicious. Although they recognize Yanyi's ability and allow him to take a share of the business, there are always other restrictions.

 For example, Yanyi cannot be absent from such occasions and activities.

Since Wei Lan was not going to participate, Yanyi sent her and Cuicui to a villa area outside the racecourse to rest in advance.

Tightening the white cashmere shawl around Wei Lan's shoulders, Yanyi carefully warned: "The racecourse is no better than home. It's windy at night, so don't walk around casually."

Wei Lan nodded lightly. Although he was smiling, his expression was very cold, "I know, go quickly."

Night is gradually falling, and the wall lamps in the villa are dim. Although she is behind Wei Lan, it still feels like she is in darkness, and her face is hazy and blurry, which is very unreal.

Yan Yi lowered his eyebrows and looked at Wei Lan for a long time, so long that Wei Lan seemed to be engraved in his eyes and heart. When Wei Lan was about to lose his smile, he nodded and looked away, and said "Okay" twice.

 The voice was very soft, like a compromise.

 Compromise?

The word suddenly popped up in his mind. Wei Lan was stunned and felt baffled.

Watching Yanyi walk out of sight, the smile on Wei Lan's face gradually faded away, tears flashed in her eyes, she blinked back the tears, sighed softly and smiled helplessly.

It’s not that she can’t feel the changes in Yanyi.

 Just because I can feel it, I have mixed feelings in my heart.

too late.

 It’s too late.

She could have followed in Yanyi's footsteps and wanted to be a good wife of Yanyi, but the result was unsatisfactory.

 There is nothing left except a devastated heart and a body that has lost all remembrance of the world.

 This will probably be the case between them in this life.

 It won’t be better, it won’t be better.

   *

Yanyi had something on his mind, and the excitement at the bonfire banquet seemed to have nothing to do with him. He stood outside the crowd holding a wine glass, taking a sip of wine and a cigarette. There were dense cigarette butts beside his riding boots, and he didn't know how much wine he drank.

His brows were furrowed and his eyes were red, and he didn't seem to care. He emptied the glass and immediately filled it again, and finally blew directly into the bottle.

 Some things are wrong from the beginning.

Yanyi's joy probably only existed in the short moment after learning that Wei Lan had lost his memory.

 Later, Wei Lan was forged to be dead to avoid Wei Xueliang's search, and Yanyi was under unprecedented pressure.

On the one hand, I was afraid of losing, and on the other hand, I couldn't bear to see Wei Xueliang's expression of grief over the loss of his daughter, but in the end, he still did everything despite the pressure from his body and conscience.

This is probably a heinous evil, so now God wants to punish him

 Made Wei Lan unhappy and sad.

The bonfire banquet lasted until midnight, and the moon hung high in the sky before ending.

Yanyi walked back with crooked steps, thinking to himself: Rather than watching the flowers wither in front of his eyes, it would be better to send them back to the sun.

 It is easy to come up with ideas, but difficult to take practical action.

 It hurts...

How can you give it up?

How can I give up...

   *

Wei Lan rarely showed interest in anything anymore. After dinner, she sat in the living room for a while and then went back to the room to lie down.

 I tossed and turned for two or three hours, feeling vaguely sleepy when I was suddenly awakened by the sound of retching outside the door.

 She turned over and sat up, "Yanyi? Are you back?"

 The moonlight outside the window was bright, but there was no response other than retching.

Wei Lan waited quietly for a while, lifted the quilt and walked out.

The door of the villa is made of wood and is covered with European rococo carvings. It has a retro feel. Even the "creak" sound when the door is opened seems to be tainted with a touch of ancient atmosphere.

The man who was almost strict and meticulous was currently lying on the steps, with a large puddle of vomit beside him. His eyes were scarlet and slightly narrowed. He was so embarrassed that it felt like you had never known him before.

 He came back smelling of alcohol.

Wei Lan frowned slightly, her lips moving slightly, "Yanyi..."

"Why don't you wear shoes?" After another burst of retching, Yanyi slowly raised his head. What caught his eye was a pair of white and small feet. Looking up from the feet, he saw the shapely calves and the moonlight. Pale white dress.

 It’s not just the long skirts…it’s also the people.

 Yanyi stood up staggeringly, bowed and picked up Wei Lan by the waist, swayed into the house, swayed back to the room, and then gently put her back on the bed.

Knowing that Wei Lan didn't like to be close to him, Yanyi rarely came near her bedside.

 Today is an exception.

Wei Lan sat on the edge of the bed, and Yan Yi sat under the bed, with his sharply shaved head resting on her lap.

The moonlight was bright outside the window, and the room was quiet, like a dream.

 “Wei Lan…”

 “Huh?” Wei Lan lowered her head and stared at him with pursed lips.

 “Why don’t you laugh?”

 “You haven’t laughed for a long time.”

 “Smile? I want to see you smile.”

Wei Lan remained silent, but the corners of her mouth raised in response.

 You can see the curvature, but the smile is not as deep as the eyes. "No...that's not right." Yanyi stared blankly at the bright moon outside the window. He never turned around to look at the face that was almost imprinted in his mind, so he shook his head in denial.

“You should laugh like a sparrow and walk like a butterfly...when you are unhappy, you should be able to kick Xiao Yan hard.”

Yanyi closed his eyes and recalled his memories with each word.

Recalling the scene a few years ago when Wei Lan went to the countryside and hated him, she scratched and scratched him because she didn't like his approach.

 Although she was sad, she was still alive at that time.

“Is that me before?” Wei Lan asked softly.

 “Can’t you walk?” Yanyi asked in a heavy nasal voice without answering.

 This strong and ruthless man.

 Are you actually...crying?

Wei Lan was slightly startled.

 She couldn't figure out why.

 Can’t you walk?

Where to go?

 Can she leave?

 Where to go?

Yan Yi was not drunk and lost his mind. He said some drunken words to relieve sadness and stress. He turned sideways, knelt on one knee and brushed off the dust from the soles of Wei Lan's feet, and held her feet back to the bed.

"It's very late... close your eyes and have a good sleep. When you wake up tomorrow... you will be in a good mood."

I hope.

He stood beside the bed against the moonlight. Wei Lan couldn't see his face clearly, and naturally she couldn't see a drop of tear from his narrow eyes after staring at him for a long time.

Yanyi didn't stay long. He pulled the thin quilt and covered Wei Lan, then turned and walked to the living room.

Wei Lan slightly raised her upper body, looked at his blurry back in the darkness, and asked the question she had asked before:

 “Have you ever loved anyone else before me?”

 Yanyi paused slightly, and for just a moment, his dull voice reached Wei Lan's ears: "I loved you."

 The Wei Lan of the past, and the Wei Lan of now.

 Even though they have the same body, they are two different people.

 So, before her, he loved others.

Yanyi once did not dare and refused to admit it, but when he thought of what was about to happen, he suddenly felt relieved.

Wei Lan's eyes were full of mist, and the next moment, he smiled lightly, clearly and helplessly.

 Sure enough.

As she expected, she was really, from beginning to end, a shadow.

 The shadow of others.

 There’s nothing to be sad about. There’s no need to be sad. I’ve thought of it a long time ago.

Wei Lan smiled and cried, trying to keep her voice steady, "Good night, see you tomorrow."

The door clicked shut, Wei Lan turned sideways and faced the inside of the bed, biting her lower lip with her teeth, big tears rolled down, and she soaked the pillow one after another.

 The mental pressure after amnesia, unfair treatment, loss of a child...

　Now even the only person related to her who is willing to protect her does those considerate actions because he regards her as another substitute...

This world is far darker and crueler than she imagined, and it has never been fair and friendly to her.

   *

“So, he is at your private horse farm now?”

 “Yes, Mr.Gu…”

The door of the foreign bank was closed tightly, and all the merchants had left. Gu Chao was sitting at one end of the long wooden table in the lobby, and at the other end, four foreigners with hooked noses were sitting face to face.

 Foreigners don't care why Gu Chao is so anxious to find Yanyi, they just want to seek greater benefits through this matter.

After revealing the clues about Yanyi, the foreigners whispered among themselves, and finally sent a representative to negotiate terms with Gu Chao: "Mr.GU, we..."

"In your country, I respect you for speaking English." Gu Chao narrowed his deep eyes and tapped the table with his index finger, "Now, this is the country of China. Please follow the local customs and speak Chinese."

Gu Chao’s current business is mostly exported, and his sales are to foreigners, almost monopolizing half of his peers’ sales.

Although these foreigners were covetous of the high amounts of money Gu Chao earned, they were also dissatisfied with Gu Chao's actions in making money from foreigners.

 Foreigners tried to persuade Gu Chao to open factories extensively in China, and the audience was targeted at Chinese people.

 In other words, they just want to make money from the Chinese.

Gu Chao has been to many places in the past two years, including the United Kingdom, France, Hong Kong Island...

 He has met many foreigners.

 There are good ones, bad ones, and even greedy ones.

 Of course, there are more bad and greedy people.

 But the most greedy ones are the ones in front of me.

Gu Chao knew the inner thoughts of these foreigners very well, so he did not speak politely.

　　The light-colored pupils of the four foreigners shrank suddenly, showing expressions as if they had eaten flies.

 But they finally suppressed their anger and tried to stay calm and rational, "Okay, Mr. Gu, the neighing lion... (Okay, Mr. Gu, the thing is...

The poor Chinese made people's ears hurt, and Gu Chao didn't really want to hear them chattering about a bunch of conditions, so he waved his hands impatiently, "You can talk to Boss Xie about this, Haishi is his. Responsible."

 After saying that, he got up and walked to the second floor.

Just as he stepped onto the stairs, Gu Chao suddenly turned his head and smiled, "No matter what the outcome is, to show our sincerity, we will hold a banquet for everyone at the Hon Hai Road Hotel in three days."

“You must come, and remember to bring your own dance partner.”

After all these twists and turns, not only did the terms fail to be negotiated, but they were also pushed around.

No matter how stupid foreigners are, they will gradually realize at this time that they may be being played.

 I was about to have an attack, but when I heard that Gu Chao was hosting a banquet, I probably thought there was still a chance, and a few foreigners actually became friendly again.

 It was already after seven o'clock in the evening when we sent the foreigners away.

 Xie Jinghong entered the room and You Lan was standing at the table pouring tea for Gu Chao.

Seeing Xie Jinghong come in, Youlan's eyes lit up and she called out "Xie Ge" with a smile.

 Xie Jinghong nodded lightly, took the tea that Youlan poured for him, pulled back the back of the chair and sat down.

Xie Jinghong looked at Gu Chao, who was looking out the window in a trance, and asked doubtfully: "We have confirmed that he is at the racecourse, why don't we just go there? If we wait for three more days, the nights will be long and we will have many dreams..."

Gu Chao was awakened by his voice. He turned around and glanced at Xie Jinghong. He lowered his eyes for a while and said, "The racecourse is too big, there are too many foreigners, and there are many uncertain factors."

 In fact, Gu Chao was also considering this issue just now.

 He wanted to find Wei Lan, but it was not enough to just find him.

 He wants her to be safe and intact.

Taking a sip of tea, Gu Chao said calmly: "Only by introducing her into our territory can we ensure her safety to the greatest extent."

Only then did Xie Jinghong understand the true purpose of this banquet.

   *

 Foreigners attach great importance to this banquet, and Yanyi is also a member of the merchant alliance. He was clearly informed and required that he must attend the banquet in person.

 In fact, in the hearts of foreigners, they all felt that Yanyi had some important significance to the Gu Dynasty, or it might be more appropriate to let Yanyi go after negotiating conditions.

The Chinese people will always have fewer twists and turns when dealing with themselves.

When the foreign boss spoke, Yanyi didn't know that this was a trap waiting for him to be caught. He didn't have the slightest doubt, and of course he wouldn't think of rejecting it.

Since the banquet required a dance partner, Yanyi decided on the candidate in his heart without much thought.

  Forget it, you guys, just beat me to death, I thought this chapter could meet, but the number of words has exceeded again (cry, cry, cry, cry)

　　

　　

 (End of this chapter)