"I don't understand your taste." Sima Jiguang sneered, thinking that Wang Qi was so ugly that he treated her like a treasure.

"I heard that your daughter is getting married soon." Zhou Ziyi said flatteringly, not taking his contempt to heart at all.

"With something wrong at home, how can I think about getting married? Let's postpone the wedding." Sima Jiguang was depressed and put out the cigar in his hand. He said, "Li Rongsen is your partner. Why do you keep pressing his head?"

"He is not our partner, he is our mortal enemy." Zhou Ziyi sneered.

"If you ask me, it's your fault that you allowed him to get in. Now that things have come to this, you might as well accept your fate." Sima Jiguang said lightly.

Zhou Ziyi raised his eyebrows. He looked at Sima Jiguang's face, trying to change the topic. He asked him, "What happened recently? You always seem to be in a bad mood."

"How can I be in a good mood when my youngest son goes against me?" Sima Jiguang frowned. What worries him the most is his youngest son. He can't do anything and won't respond no matter what he says.

"He is so young. It's not good to force him all the time." Zhou Ziyi advised him kindly.

"He is my, Sima Jiguang's, son, so of course he has to listen to me. Besides, our family business is so big, we have to wait for him to grow up quickly to inherit it." Sima Jiguang's words made sense.

"Why, your daughter doesn't want to help you take care of it?" Zhou Ziyi asked.

"The daughter belongs to someone else's family. Only the son can inherit it." Sima Jiguang said coldly.

Zhou Ziyi didn't say anything else. When he saw Wang Qi calling him, he took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Li Rongsen on the other end had also finished negotiating with the man. He believed that he needed to make some moves on the newspaper and that it was necessary to control an information platform.

After coming out of the coffee shop, go to Anyan's place.

An Yan was treating Xia Zimei's hand. She said, "It's better not to move, otherwise it will be detrimental to the subsequent repair."

"Sister, can't there be a quick-acting medicine, the kind that works with just one application?" An Yichen asked her anxiously.

"Why are you so anxious?" An Yan asked.

"She has a competition next Monday, a cello competition." An Yichen told her the truth.

An Yan glanced at Xia Zimei's face and said, "It's a bit difficult."

"If I miss it this time, I'll have to wait until next year." Xia Zimei frowned. She actually wanted to go to the competition. After all, she didn't want to disappoint her parents and sister, and she didn't want them to know that her hand was injured.

"Why are you taking others around? Isn't it enough for you to go alone?" An Yan couldn't help but say something to him again.

An Yichen regrets it now.

But Xia Zimei quickly said: "Don't blame him, I wanted to go with you on my own. I wanted to help and do something good."

"There's no fracture, just some tendons." An Yan told her, and then took the gold needle off her hand.

Xia Zimei actually felt that her hands had gotten much better. She tried to do some postures that required exerting force but found that they didn't work, and she couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

An Yan said: "You can go to the competition next Monday, but your hand needs to be sealed so that you won't feel any pain, but the recovery period will be longer."

"That's fine, I'm willing to do that."

"You need to apply the medicine every day for a month." An Yan told her.

"Don't even mention one month, I'd be willing to take three months." Xia Zimei agreed immediately.

An Yan nodded and said, "I understand. I'll send the medicine back to you when it's ready. There's nothing else to do."

"Okay, let's go back to school first." An Yichen said and asked Xia Zimei to stand up.

An Yan knew what he was thinking and said, "Why, you don't want to eat here anymore?"

"No more eating. Let's go back to school early to review. We have an exam next week." An Yichen said and left with Xia Zimei.

Xiaohua came out of the kitchen carrying the washed fruits and asked, "Why, they left so soon? We haven't even eaten the fruits yet."

"Don't worry about him. Just forget about everything else once you have a girlfriend." An Yan seemed to be joking.

"That's really a beautiful girlfriend." Xiaohua blurted out. She actually liked Xia Zimei, a female classmate. She was clean and pretty, and there were really few people who could compare to her. It showed that An Yichen had a good taste.

"Actually, I don't know if it was true or not. It was just a joke." An Yan waited for An Yichen to speak for himself without asking first.

Xiao Ji lowered his eyes. He had just seen the interaction between An Yan and An Yichen, and couldn't help but think of his family. He felt a little lonely, and also lowered his head to look at his hands. His depressed mood became even worse.

An Yan noticed his abnormality and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Xiaoji shook his head slightly.

"Is there anything you can't tell me?" An Yan asked him.

Xiaoji pursed his lips tightly, looked to the side, and found a piano not far away, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

Xiaohua looked at Xiaoji and asked him, "Do you like piano?"

"I" Xiaoji really couldn't control the urge to touch the piano, but he tried his best to restrain himself.

"Go ahead and play if you want." An Yan signaled him not to be polite.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Xiaoji looked at it twice and then stopped looking. He said, "No."

At this time, Xiaohua was heard shouting: "Oh, the platform has been blocked, and all my money is gone."

"What's wrong? What money is missing?" An Yan looked towards Xiaohua.

"Money, the money I invested, I registered on a platform with many investment projects. I chose an automotive energy one, which could generate income every day, but it's gone in the past few days. Today I found out that the platform is gone too." Xiaohua was extremely anxious. She invested all her money and couldn't help crying.

"Don't cry first, let me see." An Yan said as she took her phone to look at it, and walked into her room, turned on her computer to search and investigate.

These websites are all registered abroad and play by the rules, so it is difficult to find their source.

But An Yan discovered a person's name: Ling Feng.

She had heard him talking about auto energy with others. His recent situation was not very good. He had divorced Shan Shuluo, and he seemed to owe her hundreds of millions, so she called him.

But Ling Feng didn't answer the phone, so he simply called the painting club.

The people there said: "The president hasn't come to the painting club for several days, and no one knows where he has gone."

"He's missing?" An Yan was a little confused. She asked the person on the other end of the phone, "Has anyone gone to the painting club to look for him during this period?"

"There are a few people, and they all seem to be here to collect debts." The man answered honestly.

An Yan hung up the phone, wondering if he was going to run away.

At this time, Li Rongsen came over and said, "I'm sorry I can't help you. I have something urgent to do."

"It's okay, I'm just going to pick someone up." An Yan signaled him not to take it to heart.

Li Rongsen said to Xiaoji again: "Come on, come home with me."

"The house here is big enough, can I live here?" Xiao Ji asked An Yan.

But Li Rongsen answered for An Yan: "If you admit that you are a man, you shouldn't be squeezed in the same place with two ladies."

Xiaoji frowned and couldn't help but look towards the piano again.

Anyan thought he was reluctant to give up the piano, so she asked, "Do you want to stay and play the piano?"

"No, I don't like playing the piano." Xiao Ji said and walked out alone.

Li Rongsen couldn't understand him, so he just said to An Yan, "Tomorrow, I have an appointment with Sheng Mingjie. Let's go to the mountains together. The house frame has already been built there."

"Okay." An Yan nodded in agreement.