Chapter 128 Embarrassment

It was no secret that the most outstanding heirs of the Fang family would die of illness, but no one dared to tell the Fang family about it in person. Although Fang Zhiyuan successfully woke up this time, he was also confined to a wheelchair.

Zhou Yannan asked so bluntly, which was a bit rude. Han Zhong couldn't help but look at him. Although he disliked Zhou Yannan, he also knew that he was not that kind of person, unless he had hostile intentions.

But when Zhou Yannan left Linhai, Fang Zhiyuan was only in his early twenties and had just graduated from college. He had no connection with Zhou Yannan, so where did the hostility come from?

Fang Zhiyuan did not feel offended by Zhou Yannan's question and replied in a gentle tone, "Maybe it's God's blessing."

"God bless you..." Zhou Yannan repeated these four words, and then suddenly said, "Actually, I'm quite good at treating illnesses. I cured the old man of the Qin family a few days ago. How about I help you?"

The four major families have all heard about the improvement in the Qin family's old man's condition, so his proposal is reasonable.

Fang Zhiyuan smiled and stretched out his right hand, "Okay, then it's Mr. Lao Zhou."

Zhou Yannan bent down to feel his pulse, but his eyes were fixed on his face. Fang Zhiyuan met his gaze and asked with a little expectation, "How is it?"

"...Not very good." Zhou Yannan slowly withdrew his gaze and put his right hand back into his pocket. "I can't cure it."

Perhaps because he had been disappointed so many times, Fang Zhiyuan did not feel too disappointed when he heard him say that. He just said that he was a little tired and would leave first, and then asked someone to push him away from the banquet.

Fang Zhiyi felt that Zhou Yannan was deliberately teasing his brother, so he didn't say much and turned to talk to other guests.

Han Zhong looked at Fang Zhiyuan's back and asked, "What did you find?"

"No." Zhou Yannan turned around and looked at his face, and said thoughtfully, "You look fine. It doesn't look like you are so sad that you can't sleep."

Han Zhong glanced at him and turned away.

Zhou Yannan followed him in two steps, "I don't drive, give me a ride."

“Don’t you have a car?”

"I have a car, but my driver's license has expired... I'm too old to study, and I've failed the first subject five times."

"...Let Zhou Changming pick you up."

"Guess who called just now."

"It's none of my business."

"Jiang Wu called." Zhou Yanhai said leisurely, "He said he was leaving Linhai."

“…”

Han Zhong's body suddenly froze.

Three minutes later, there was one more person in the back row of Han Zhong's black Maybach.

Yao Ping glanced through the rearview mirror at the space between the two people in the back seat that was almost big enough to place a table. He silently admired in his heart that this third uncle of the Zhou family was indeed something. The last person who made their president so disgusted but still got in the car was Mr. Jiang.

Zhou Yannan leaned back in his chair like a boneless person, his eyes fixed on the man who was almost sticking to the car window. From his furrowed brows, one could see how much disgust and impatience he felt in his heart.

He sneered in his heart, turned his head and lazily looked at the night scene passing by outside the car window.

The two of them were silent all the way until the car arrived at Zhou Changming's house. Zhou Yannan was about to open the car door when an impatient voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Did you forget something?"

Zhou Yannan raised his lips slightly, and then turned around as if nothing had happened, "Ah, I almost forgot, who said he would join the crew to film tomorrow morning."

Half of Han Zhong's face was hidden in the shadows in the car. "...What does this have to do with what you said before?"

"Of course." Zhou Yannan raised the corners of his mouth wantonly, "Because he went to film outside the province, of course he had to leave Linhai."

“…Get lost!”

Zhou Changming, who had just come downstairs to pick someone up, saw the back of Maibach driving away. He couldn't help but wonder, "Isn't that Han Zhong's car? Did he take you back? When did you two become so close?"

Zhou Yannan's face faded with a playful expression, and he turned around and walked back, "Because he's in love with brains."

Zhou Changming looked confused, huh?

Han Zhong's expression relaxed only after the car drove out of Zhou Changming's community. After a long silence, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

The calmness that he was proud of in the business world became a panic when he heard that Jiang Wu was leaving Linhai. He showed his cards and was left with the embarrassment of having his thoughts seen through by Zhou Yannan.

What embarrassed him the most was that at that moment he really intended to keep Jiang Wu. He even thought that as long as Jiang Wu stayed in Linhai, it would be fine even if they never had any contact again.

Yao Ping looked at his ugly face through the mirror and couldn't help but say, "In fact, there is news about Mr. Jiang on Weibo. You can take a look."

He thought for a moment and reminded, "If you find it inconvenient, you can also use a small account."

"Are you free?"

“…”

Okay, I'm sorry for talking too much, Yao Ping kept silent.

On the second-floor balcony of the Fang family, Fang Zhiyuan, sitting in a wheelchair, quietly watched Zhou Yannan get on the black Maybach and leave, and slowly spoke, "He is really busy, protecting Zhou Changming and Han Zhong at the same time."

The short-haired female assistant behind him listened quietly until Fang Zhiyuan said, "Isn't the Zhou family's old man sick? Zhou Changming, the eldest son, should go and visit him."

She nodded, "Okay."

Autumn was coming to an end, and the precious flowers and plants in the Fang family's backyard were only half as beautiful as before. The wind was like cool lake water, soaking a blanket around his legs and causing them to ache.

"In my memory, it was spring when I closed my eyes, but it was winter when I opened my eyes. A year has passed like this, and I don't know how many more years like this I will have."

“…”

"Go back to the house."

"yes."

The person behind him held the wheelchair and pushed it into the house. Fang Zhiyuan noticed something was wrong and turned to see Fang Zhiyi, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stay downstairs to accompany the guests?"

"...I'll come and see you." Fang Zhiyi knew that today's birthday party was for him, and said, "I'll be down right away."

"Well, go ahead."

“…”

Fang Zhiyi was silent for a moment, but still let go of the wheelchair and went out.

His assistant outside the door was surprised to see him come out. He thought the two brothers were going to have a long talk for a while, but he didn't expect them to come out so soon.

Fang Zhiyi was in a bad mood and asked with a sullen face, "What's the matter?"

"President Han and the old man from the Zhou family left early."

Fang Zhiyi had no interest in the old man who was over 70 years old and went abroad for plastic surgery. He was curious why Han Zhong didn't bring Jiang Wu with him this time. Was he trying to avoid suspicion, or was he... bored?

When he thought of the latter possibility, his mood improved a lot. Before, Jiang Wu relied on Han Zhong's support to make him suffer a loss. If he was really defeated by Han Zhong, then he would have the chance to take revenge.

"Find a paparazzi to investigate thoroughly."

His eyes narrowed under the lens, "Let's sort out the photos we took before. If these two really break up, those photos will make it impossible for him to recover. I wonder who can help him this time."

"yes.