In the morning, Chen Shuyun looked at the wall clock and deliberately made a phone call in front of Wei Zhuolan.
Wei Zhuolan was about to leave when Chen Shuyun's serious and sharp voice pierced through the carved wooden door:
"Director Li, as soon as Qin Ying steps down, take her to the Investigation Department as planned..."
When he heard the content of the call, he froze.
The knuckles gripping the door handle turned white, and the suddenly tightened palm rolled over the copper door handle.
He recalled the feeling of Qin Ying's hair brushing against the back of his hand when she shook off his hand on the playground yesterday. At that time, she shouted with red eyes, "You are no different from the person who forced me." Her cold eyes were like a sharp knife.
The draft in the corridor blew up the brown paper bag on the coffee table, revealing a corner of the third transfer order issued by the Propaganda Department. The red-headed document "Proposed promotion of Comrade Wei Zhuolan to deputy chief of the Propaganda Section" hurt his eyes.
That was given to him by Wei Zhongchao last night, and he threw it aside.
In order to stay in the medical school as a counselor, he rejected the recall order twice. The teacup that Wei Zhongchao slammed on the table still has cracks on it.
Wei Zhuoran's feet seemed to have taken root, and he stood at the door without moving for a long time.
Qin Ying's mind was full of thoughts. As long as he stepped out of this room, her life would be ruined.
However, as long as he turns around, his life will be rewritten.
He was extremely unwilling in his heart, but his obsessive possessiveness towards Qin Ying tempted him to turn around and come to the door of Wei Zhongchao's study.
He didn't know if he would regret doing this, but if he didn't, he would definitely regret it.
He now understood that his father and mother were using this matter to force him to compromise.
Now she is waiting in the study for him to fall into the trap, waiting for him to agree to transfer from the medical school, and then go on a blind date with Fu Hanting.
From now on, on the road to politics, we must cut through thorns and overcome obstacles.
All of this was done so that Qin Ying could be exempted from scrutiny.
He calmed down for a while. The house was so quiet that the only sound he could hear was the ticking of the wall clock in the living room.
"Zhuo Lan, come in."
Wei Zhongchao's voice came with the smell of tobacco.
When he opened the door, Wei Zhuolan stared at the calligraphy and painting "A Bright Future" on the wall behind his father. It was a "gift" received by his father as the Minister of Propaganda on his tenth birthday.
Wei Zhongchao didn't look up when he heard the sound. He was correcting documents, and the tip of his pen made a sharp sound as it scratched on the rice paper.
"dad!"
Wei Zhuolan loosened his collar, clenched his hands hanging at his sides tightly, and his eyes were dead.
"I agreed to go to the Propaganda Department and also agreed to go on a blind date."
Wei Zhongchao put down his pen, raised his eyes, and looked meaningfully:
"Have you finally figured it out?"
"No!"
Wei Zhuolan looked at the night outside the window, and his throat tightened when he thought of Qin Ying's resolute and indifferent eyes.
“It’s just a matter of weighing the pros and cons.”
Wei Zhongchao stared at him for a moment, without saying anything, and sighed:
"Your mother is doing this for your own good!"
"Yes, for my own good!"
Wei Zhuolan repeated, looking at the scenery outside the window.
The autumn sun poured in through the window, and he remembered Qin Ying playing the violin, with the stage lights falling on her, so beautiful that she seemed not to belong to this world.
Wei Zhongchao looked at his son and blamed him for his negligence in daily discipline, which led to his son becoming so sentimental.
If it weren't for this letter of accusation, he might still be kept in the dark.
He only now sensed Wei Zhuolan's intention from the incident of studying abroad, so he is now "taking advantage of the situation".
Now, we must make him give up this idea completely and force him to go into politics.
Then arrange for him to have a blind date with Fu Hanting, the daughter of the Fu family.
He mentioned this matter at Qin Ying's celebration party.
Although Fu Qixun and his wife did not express their opinions at the time, they did not object, right?
However, when Chen Shuyun first wanted to marry into the Fu family, she was unwilling.
But he could not resist Wei Zhongchao's persuasion and made the pros and cons clear. The marriage between the Wei and Fu families could, firstly, make Wei Zhuolan give up his ideal of marrying her because he was concerned about his status. If he married someone else, he would probably still not be able to give up his ideal of marrying her. Secondly, Wei Zhuolan's career development would be supported by both the military and political parties and he would be able to rise to prominence quickly.
By then, everything will be easy!
When Chen Shuyun saw that this was a smooth road ahead, she no longer objected but instead actively cooperated.
That's why the fake play has become real now. Only by allowing the Security Department to enter the military district auditorium can Wei Zhuolan be forced to compromise.
The cigarette butt between Wei Zhongchao's fingers left a scorch mark on the "Cadre Appointment and Removal Document", and his thick eyebrows knitted into a "川" shape:
"Go to the Fu family for dinner in a couple of days and meet Fu Qixun's daughter, Fu Hanting. I've already informed Commander Fu, and you two know each other well. It's time to open up."
The sound of sparrows flapping their wings outside the window reminded Wei Zhuolan of Qin Ying playing the violin to save the day at the opening ceremony.
She always stubbornly keeps her back straight, like a pine tree that refuses to bend.
"Have the Security Department withdraw the investigation."
He lowered his eyes to stare at the shadow he cast on the document, his voice muffled:
"I'll do whatever you say."
Wei Zhongchao sneered, cigarette ash falling on the documents:
"The military district is rumored to be entangled with a married woman. It seems that it is not just a rumor. If Fu Qixun knew about your love affair..."
"I know my limits."
Wei Zhuolan suddenly clenched his sleeves, his nails almost digging into his palms.
He remembered Qin Ying's focused profile during class, and her sharp movements with the knife during the anatomy class. Such a person should not be ruined in the black box of the investigation department.
"When I go to the Fu family, I will behave perfectly."
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