Chapter 66 Greed 9 It hurts a bit
Kong Jiayu's illness suddenly recovered. No one cared whether he was really sick or not. Anyway, he was back to normal. He ate leisurely, went back to work and took care of business, and occasionally asked Kong Yanze.
Kong Jiayu was still reading the report while sitting at the dining table. He raised his hand to support his forehead and did not touch the porridge beside him. Kong Heng was even busier these days. Kong Jiayu hardly saw him anywhere other than the company.
Chang Qiuyi was wearing a shawl, still as calm as ever, drinking his porridge slowly with his eyes lowered.
"Did you call the young master?"
The servant behind him quickly replied: "Yes, the young master said he would come back later."
Kong Jiayu heard it, paused, then turned off the tablet in his hand, finally picked up the porridge in front of him and started drinking it. When he had almost finished eating, he looked at Chang Qiuyi.
"Aunt Chang, it's not a big deal if he's not good all the time."
Chang Qiuyi smiled, but it was not a smile. She slowly raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Kong Jiayu, calmly and meaningfully.
"I'll watch him, you go ahead and do your thing."
Kong Jiayu couldn't stand this inexplicable atmosphere. He pinched his brows, put the bowl and spoon back, and waved his hand to let the servant go first.
"Aunt Chang, the first phase of Jinnan's project is not even halfway through, and the three partners we have agreed to work with suddenly asked for a delay in delivery. They even paid me half of the penalty for breach of contract."
"A few days ago, a company we had been working with for a long time was suddenly investigated, and all the projects we worked on had to be temporarily suspended. Not only Jinnan, but also others."
"As long as you ask specifically, they will just remind you not to offend people you shouldn't offend."
"These things are not the most difficult ones. It's just that Kong Heng is too busy to handle them all, so he had to delegate the power to me."
Kong Jiayu's eyes were red and blue. He was wearing an expensive suit and an old silver-gray watch on his wrist. He looked at Chang Qiuyi, who was always calm, and his voice became tense.
"Aunt Chang, what do you think?"
"Just do your best." Chang Qiuyi smiled. "Business is changing rapidly. If things don't go well today, maybe everything will go well after a while."
"But Yanze has been staying in the room and not coming out. I am worried about him..."
"Jiayu, if you worry about everything, you won't be able to accomplish anything."
Kong Jiayu was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed out loud, and then asked in a low voice: "Aunt Chang, you have watched him grow up since he was a child, and you have taken care of him longer than his biological mother. How could you bear to let him go?"
Chang Qiuyi's smile remained unchanged, but his voice was gentle: "Jia Yu, it is precisely because I am reluctant that I want to push him. You won't understand."
Kong Jiayu sat in the car and kept thinking about what Chang Qiuyi said. He couldn't figure out whether she was saying it for psychological comfort or if she really meant it that way.
He just thought that their family was so funny. The wealthy brothers were not biological brothers, but they had to have a deep friendship. The stepmother who married into the family for the sake of her cousin's child raised the two children as her own.
After living in a muddle for so many years, the elder brother has to step on his younger brother to get ahead. For the sake of his cousin's child, the stepmother is now pushing the cousin's child out to be played with by others, paving the way for this unrelated child.
Will Kong Yanze hate it? He always says he understands, but does he really understand?
*
"Don't move."
Chang Qiuyi wore a dark red couture dress with a touch of Chinese tailoring, and on her tender white fingers were red gem rings. Not only that, the gems on her earrings, necklace, and embroidered hollow gloves were all the same clear, translucent rubies.
At this time, she held Kong Yanze and took off his casually tied tie, instructed the stylist to modify the small accessories on his white suit, and had someone change his hair back to look more like an adult.
Kong Yanze stood there, lost in thought, cooperating like a pretty, well-behaved child. Chang Qiuyi was very picky, but none of the stylists who followed him were dissatisfied.
She stood aside and pondered for a while, then picked up Kong Yanze's formal suit, turned around and said something in French. Then several people started to move, and Ye Yanze had to change his clothes again.
The evening banquet had started in the morning, but Kong Yanze was not used to it yet, as he never participated in such social activities related to fame and fortune.
But now he couldn't avoid it, even though he had been feeling uneasy since he saw the invitation letter.
The front yard of the Wang family's manor has a Chinese style, but inside it is a modern Western-style house, and the front hall is naturally spacious to an exaggerated degree.
The crystal chandelier casts white light, illuminating the golden and transparent champagne. The air is filled with a light fragrance, and the tunes of Bach's classical music blend into the air.
Beside the sofa on the other side of the screen, the clinking of wine glasses and the gleam of jewels worn by the ladies were heard. They sat in relaxed postures and talked in twos and threes.
"Why did you find a few people playing violin and piano?"
"Just cater to his preferences."
"Who can make the wife of the Wang family please her?"
The woman in the dark green dress smiled. She was the center of attention sitting here. She glanced at the figure in formal attire vaguely visible outside the screen.
"A big shot, from abroad. Zhiyan organized a party to invite him to listen to Pingtan before, but he didn't go."
For a moment, everyone had different looks. The woman quickly smiled, changed the subject, and looked around to see Chang Qiuyi walking over with a wine glass.
"Oh, you're finally here. You've been waiting for so long." She leaned forward, smiled, and stretched out her hands to greet Chang Qiuyi warmly.
"Did you get the things that Zhiyan sent last time?"
"Look at what you said. Is Zhiyan still worried? There is no better and less troublesome child than Zhiyan." Chang Qiuyi continued, joking with her with a smile. Last time when Jinnan's incident happened, this Mrs. Wang refused to see him no matter what.
"Zhiyan was so busy, but he still came to Xiaoguanlan. I was scared that day."
Mrs. Wang smiled and shook her head: "Zhiyan wants to play with his brother, do you think it's so easy to send him away?"
"My mother said bad things about me?" Wang Zhiyan came over, nodded with a smile, and spoke in a calm voice.
"Aunt Chang."
He only greeted Chang Qiuyi. No one else dared to say anything. Instead, they looked at Chang Qiuyi, seeming a little surprised.
"Where's Yanze?"
Mrs. Wang clapped his hands and scolded him with a smile: "You are so playful."
"I ran to the second floor terrace to hide away."
Wang Zhiyan nodded slightly and was about to leave. Mrs. Wang looked at Chang Qiuyi with a smile: "It seems that he is a really likable child. Zhiyan came to find someone as soon as he arrived."
Outside the screen was a different scene.
Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his feet crushed the gold chips on the tiles, the world of fame and fortune was filled with people toasting and chatting quietly. Wang Zhiyan handled everything with ease and familiarity, and people kept stopping and turning to greet him along the way.
He walked steadily, not looking anxious at all. He just never stopped, occasionally nodding and smiling as a greeting, and then he called a waiter, asked a few questions, and walked towards the inner room.
The inner room was not so lively. Under the pale golden light, the exquisite decorative objects had a special expensive luster. When he looked up, he saw the figure on the small open terrace on the second floor.
He had his hair done today, and was wearing a newly cut white suit that neatly displayed his figure, with graceful shoulder and neck lines. His arms were half resting on the railing, and he had long legs and a thin waist. He looked tall and not weak, a young and bright-looking boy.
Wang Zhiyan walked up to the second floor step by step and heard another voice inside.
"You were sick a few days ago? You really weren't avoiding me?"
"Isn't this quite self-aware?" Wang Zhiyan lifted the thick burgundy curtain.
Kong Yanze was sitting on the sofa and turned around to see Wang Zhiyan, who was sitting on the other side. Next to him was Fang Zijing, who was wearing a black suit, and opposite him was Wang Zhiyan.
He was the one who helped that day, but Kong Yanze was not that stupid. He knew that there was no essential difference between Wang Zhiyan and Fang Zijing.
It’s just that Wang Zhiyan seems to be more gentle in his methods?
"Are you feeling well?"
Wang Zhiyan greeted him softly, Kong Yanze only nodded slightly, and then said thank you softly. His defensive posture could not be hidden from the two people. Fang Zijing glanced at him and looked at Wang Zhiyan with a smile.
"Neither of us seems to be very popular. Is that right?"
Kong Yanze's face didn't look very good, he didn't know how to answer this question. He also wanted to suddenly grow a smart head, see through their specious words, stir up the situation with a few words, and solve his dilemma.
Wang Zhiyan glanced at Fang Zijing and said softly, "I invited the person this time. This is at the Wang family."
It sounded like a defensive statement, but Kong Yanze didn't dare to believe it. Fang Zijing actually put down the cup and shrugged, as if he didn't intend to stay here any longer.
"Baby, I advise you to stay away from him. I am patient, but he has never had much patience."
Fang Zijing leaned over and stroked his cheek, then said with a sigh, "I've become a bad guy." He lowered his head and whispered close to Kong Yanze's ear in front of the smiling Wang Zhiyan.
"Run faster, or he'll strip you naked."
The word was too harsh, Kong Yanze's face lost all color as he recalled those messy dreams.
Wang Zhiyan didn't stop him the whole time, just watched him leave, then took out a handkerchief and stretched out his hand to him. Kong Yanze looked at him in surprise, still a little confused.
Wang Zhiyan lowered his head and smiled, then stretched out his hand and pulled him forward violently. Kong Yanze pressed his palm against the table with a loud bang, and his palm felt numb.
He held the handkerchief and wiped his cheek with a smile, always smiling, but his hands were a little heavy.
"Sorry, I prefer cleanliness. Fang Zijing doesn't mind these things, but I still do."
Kong Yanze was startled, but Wang Zhiyan didn't care. If he was too lazy to pretend, it only meant that he felt it was unnecessary. Kong Yanze had been holding back for a while and opened his hand.
"You and Fang Zijing are indeed the same."
"Same?" Wang Zhiyan smiled. "What? They all want to fuck you?"
"You seem to be genuinely resisting, not just trying to be polite. It's a bit strange."
Kong Yanze clearly understood that their ideas were not the same and he didn't want to talk to him about those useless nonsense.
"I'm not worth much, am I? I haven't even been to the Kong family's company, and I don't understand Jinnan's project at all. There's no need to work on me."
Wang Zhiyan pushed up his glasses. "Sex-value is also value. You are very beautiful."
Kong Yanze's clenched fist was shaking, but he still looked straight at Wang Zhiyan. "You can play with any kind of person you want. There's no need to find someone like me who won't cooperate, right? I'm still a man."
Wang Zhiyan shook his head in disapproval: "How stupid."
"What use you have, whether I want to use it or not, is none of your business."
Kong Yanze suddenly remembered what Zhou Baiqiao said to him that day.
"Take it as you please." In their eyes, is he still a human being?
Wang Zhiyan stood up, lifted his chin, and slid his fingers from his chin to his Adam's apple.
"Just stay tonight. Fang Zijing is right. I really don't have much patience."
"You should be happy. Opening your legs will save your brother some trouble right now."
*
Kong Jiayu walked among the crowd with a glass of champagne, stopping occasionally to chat with others, but he didn't see Kong Yanze. He turned around and saw Fang Zijing surrounded by people, and Wang Zhiyan standing aside and talking with several elders.
Which one has started?
Kong Jiayu was a junior, so he drank more because he had many requests. He leaned against a window to enjoy the cool breeze. The Wang family's house was large, but simpler than Xiaoguanlan. There were rose bushes in the back garden and a glass greenhouse.
He reeked of alcohol, and when he looked up, he saw a person sitting on the windowsill on the third floor to his left. Kong Jiayu was sobered up instantly, especially when he saw that person looked so much like Kong Yanze.
The man riding on the windowsill was pulling on something and turned around to see him.
"elder brother!"
Kong Jiayu almost fainted. It was really Kong Yanze. Kong Yanze made a hushing gesture to him. Just as Kong Jiayu was about to say something, there was a commotion outside.
When Kong Jiayu saw someone coming, he subconsciously pulled the curtains.
"That person actually came. Didn't he go back to his country and not go even if someone invited him?"
"The one from the Zhou family?"
"Zhou Baiqiao, he's been back for so long and hasn't come to anyone's banquet, but today he's willing to show up."
Kong Yanze tore down the curtains and tied them to the bed legs, wrapped his arms around them, and sat by the window. That idiot dared to lock him up, did he really think he was some kind of little white flower who was robbed by the overbearing boss?
I can't beat him with my brain, doesn't he have legs yet?
He was confident that there were many carvings on the outer layer, as well as window sills, and he could see many climbing points. When he was a child, Kong Heng used this trick against him. In Xiaoguanlan, he dared to climb to the fourth floor.
This group of decent young masters treat people like dogs. Why should he be obedient and follow their values?
He made a reassuring gesture to Kong Jiayu and started climbing down while hanging on the windowsill.
"Mr. Zhou, you are my distinguished guest."
Mr. Zhou? Kong Yanze heard someone greet him flatteringly with a smile.
He grabbed the platform outside the wall and stretched out one leg to step down to the second-floor platform. Fortunately, the curtains were drawn inside, otherwise he would have scared a group of people to death.
But there was a vague evil thought in his heart. Everyone here had a decent and exquisite mask. He would feel happy if he could scare them.
"Mr. Zhou? Would you like to sit in the front hall? I would like to introduce you to some outstanding young people."
Kong Yanze was hanging on the outer wall of the second floor and loosened the curtains. He looked down and saw that the curtains on the first floor were not drawn.
Yes, there are rose bushes below, what a great sightseeing view, why would you draw the curtains?
Kong Yanze could no longer see Kong Jiayu, and wondered if his brother had gone to get help. He deliberately waited until the show was almost over before taking action. Kong Heng didn't expect his brother and Aunt Chang to come looking for him...
"No need, I've heard of it before."
Kong Yanze heard a familiar voice, but the tone was colder.
Uncle Zhou?
He stretched his legs and stepped on the raised patterns on the wall, but he lost his footing and fell down. Fortunately, he held on to the platform tightly with his hands. His whole body was hanging in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling window outside. He was scared and broke into a cold sweat. After letting out a long breath, he subconsciously looked inside.
He met a pair of dark blue eyes.
Zhou Baiqiao did not show any surprise. He just sent away the person with his back to the window. He walked to the window and knocked on the glass twice with his fingers.
Kong Yanze thought it was a little funny, grinning at him, looking at the bottom, there was no support, this height was completely fine. As soon as he let go, he rolled in front of Zhou Baiqiao and emerged from the flowers again, with a mess of flowers and leaves on his head.
He sat up, his high-end dress all messed up. He casually picked up a fallen petal and shook it, smiling at Zhou Baiqiao and lip-syncing.
Zhou Baiqiao saw that he was calling Uncle Zhou.
Zhou Baiqiao looked at him through the glass, smiled, raised his head and drank the champagne in the glass, then turned and left.
Kong Yanze turned around and saw Kong Jiayu running towards him. His steps were a little unsteady and he looked very anxious. Behind him was Aunt Chang in a red dress.
His heart, which had been beating wildly, finally calmed down. His brother and Aunt Chang came and he could go home.
He was able to stand up by himself, but he smiled as he looked at Kong Jiayu who was running towards him, and he stretched out his hand and called him.
"Brother, pull me up."
The next second, Kong Jiayu was silent, looking down at him without pulling him, looking at him with a helpless look, his face was very stiff. Kong Yanze's heart suddenly skipped a beat, curled up his fingers, and turned to look at Aunt Chang who was always beside him.
"Aunt Chang, are you going back?"
Chang Qiuyi had her back to the bright golden light inside, her pretty face hidden in the shadows. She stood there looking at him without moving.
Behind her, the people inside had gradually begun to disperse. There were fewer and fewer people, and they were leaving in groups of three or four.
She looked down at him and suddenly sighed without moving closer: "It's hard for you to toss and turn like this, does it hurt?"
Kong Yanze withdrew his hand and sat there in a daze. He touched his scratched cheek and neck, looked at his palms that were rubbed with small scratches, looked up at them and smiled cautiously.
"It hurts a little."
It wasn't until something hit the palm of his hand that he realized he was crying.
"Are we going home now?"
No one answered him.
Until Wang Zhiyan walked to the flowers with a smile, stood beside Kong Jiayu, reached out to pick off the leaves in his hair, and turned to look at Kong Jiayu.
"I think Yanze should stay at my place for one night. What do you think, Jiayu?"
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