If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 476 Feng Siruo: I dare to bite you in a dream! (please order all!!!)

"So, if Feng Yuanshan wants Feng Ao to inherit the family property..."

"Then preparation in advance is a must."

"Feng Ao should be frantically making up lessons now, right?"

"High school knowledge, college knowledge, business administration, economics, English?"

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but let out a laugh: "It's so miserable to have to go through the college entrance examination again when it's almost fifty."

Secretary Jiao turned to look at him: "As for the family property, the master naturally has his own ideas."

"My own opinion?"

"Um."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help laughing and leaned lightly on the back seat.

"Home, never - a home."

"How could that property be his own property?"

"Old bastard, still want to make your own decisions?"

"It's so disgusting."

"..."

Secretary Jiao pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

But fortunately, Jiang Zhou didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, he also knew.

Secretary Jiao may not be able to answer his questions.

The reason why he talked to him about this was just to express his inner irony towards the Feng family.

There are many words that may not have results.

But the point of this is that it is comforting to say it.

After a long while, the car slowly drove into Qingqian Villa.

Then it kept moving forward until it reached the gray building.

After getting off.

Jiang Zhou followed Secretary Jiao to the second floor.

"Mr. Jiang, please come in, the master is waiting inside."

"And you?"

"I'll be waiting on the first floor."

Jiang Zhou looked around: "What about the two security guards who were standing here before?"

Secretary Jiao was slightly taken aback: "Oh, it's probably a shift change."

"No one? What if he wants to hurt me?"

"You...as long as you don't scold the master, you'll be fine."

"???"

Secretary Jiao coughed: "Master's physical condition is not stable, please forgive me, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Zhou opened his mouth: "Then it's none of my business if he suddenly dies."

"Although the master's health is not good, he can still hold on for a while."

"That's good, since that's the case, then you go down first."

"OK."

After Jiang Zhou finished speaking, he pushed open the door and entered Feng Yuanshan's study.

This is his second time here.

Same as last time.

It's just that the deliberately worn recliner is gone.

Switched to a more advanced bed.

Or put it in the place where the reclining chairs were placed before, next to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Feng Yuanshan was lying on that hospital bed, covered with a gray blanket.

The whole person was enveloped by a layer of twilight that could not be seen.

There were ravines on his face, and his lips were pale and bloodless.

"coming?"

Jiang Zhou pulled over a square stool and sat beside the hospital bed: "It looks alright. He's recovering well."

Feng Yuanshan struggled to pull out a smile: "The mouth is not crooked, and the hands can be moved, but unfortunately..."

"Can't lift it?"

"Hehe, that thing is useless a long time ago."

"???"

Feng Yuanshan sat up a little: "My legs are crippled and I can't stand up anymore."

Jiang Zhou looked at him with his arms crossed: "Although I always believed that there was retribution in the world, your retribution came too late."

"My heart is too old to look like it, no matter how ugly you say it, it won't hurt me."

"It's not old-fashioned, it's called too thick-skinned."

Feng Yuanshan laughed and coughed a little: "Sure enough, chatting with you is enough."

Jiang Zhou thought the old man was crazy: "You invited me here in the middle of the night just to hear me scold you?"

"I'm too old, I'm dying, I thought I wouldn't have any more desires, but I didn't expect that after being scolded by you last time, I actually wanted to hear some truth from you again, and let me know how shameless I am. ."

"I've never heard such an outrageous request in my life."

Feng Yuanshan took a deep breath and took out a book from the bedside.

The title of the book is "War on the Internet" by Jiang Zhou.

This book must have been flipped many times.

Even the pages of the book are slightly curled when turned.

Jiang Zhou has only seen this situation in high school English textbooks.

"Jiang Zhou, you are an amazing person."

"Award."

Feng Yuanshan took a deep breath: "Do you remember the story I told you last time?"

Jiang Zhou nodded: "That kind of story should be hard to forget."

"Actually, I've been wanting to see Peipei all these years, but I've never dared."

"Do you feel ashamed to go?"

"Yeah, I've been mentally preparing for a long time, but I still can't. Every time I want to leave, here..."

Feng Yuanshan covered his heart: "It's heavy here, it's like being caught, crying and begging to be let go, but I don't know who was caught."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you plan to leave your family property to Feng Ao, even so?"

"I thought it was okay to do this, and I thought it would make up for what I owe to Pei Pei."

"and then?"

Feng Yuanshan coughed for a while: "No, even if the will is made, I still dare not go."

Jiang Zhou looked at him calmly: "have you ever thought about why this is?"

"Because you're right, no matter how much property I leave Feng Ao, I still can't make up for what I owe to Peipei."

"When I abandoned her and came to Beihai, all these mistakes have already been made."

"When I die, the master will definitely be waiting for me on the Naihe Bridge, to see with his own eyes what kind of wolf-hearted thing I am."

The voice fell, and the study was suddenly silent for a long time.

Neither of the two spoke.

Only the wall clock ticked.

"not necessarily."

"Um?"

Jiang Zhou raised the corner of his mouth: "It's not necessarily only Master Jiao, maybe Jiao Peipei and Sun Yajie will all be waiting for you."

Feng Yuanshan smiled bitterly: "It is because of this that I have never dared to die."

"What, do you feel tired?"

"It's really hard to be sighed by modern medical technology."

Jiang Zhou took out a cigarette and lit it: "I said how can you hold on for so long, it turns out that you are afraid of seeing those who are already dead."

Feng Yuanshan couldn't help sighing: "Come with me to see her, before I die."

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, tomorrow."

"Do you think that I should die quickly?"

Jiang Zhou smiled brightly: "What a long night dream."

Feng Yuanshan was silent for a long time: "No, I haven't prepared yet."

"Prepare a feather duster, go to see someone if you like it, and look for someone you miss. You've done so much preparation in the past, isn't it still useless?"

"Really tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, it's over, damn it, it's time to live." Six.