Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7594 Begonia opened and fell (7)

Around, no one dared to speak.

Yan Jia had no strength and didn't want to move much. He kept leaning on the chair in the dining room, letting the light from the ceiling shine on his sharp facial features.

His complexion was still very bad, and he had barely eaten all day. The housekeeper was very worried, but he couldn't persuade him.

Everywhere is brightly lit, Jiangshan Garden is still the same Jiangshan Garden.

At this time, Yan Jia's cell phone rang, and the sound was particularly abrupt.

The housekeeper was startled, and no one dared to call Yan Jia. During this time, Yan Jia didn't even want to see his friends.

Who would dare to call Yan Jia?
After the bell rang for a while, Yan Jia reached out and picked up the phone on the table.

It was Ji Changmu calling.

"Yan Jia, I heard that you were discharged from the hospital today. I'm going back to Qiongzhou. I'll go to Lancheng to see you in a few days."

"It's okay, Lao Ji, you're busy, I'm fine."

"It's good to leave the work to Chen Kang. For the rest, it's still the same sentence, you have to learn to reconcile with yourself."

"Old Ji, I know, I will take care of my health."

"That's good, go to bed early, and call me if you need anything."

"Ah."

Ji Changmu didn't say too much. He knew that Yan Jia was quite transparent, but he couldn't learn to reconcile with himself. Over the years, he had woven himself into whirlpools, until they were buried deep in them, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

Yan Jia put down his cell phone wearily, and sat quietly in the dining room, motionless.

No one dared to persuade him, no one dared to disturb him, and let Yan Jia sit.

It was approaching twelve o'clock at night, and Yan Jia was still sitting in the dining room, not talking or asking questions, with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

Distressed and frightened, the housekeeper finally stepped forward to test his breath, seeing that Yan Jia's breathing was steady, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Jia was very sensitive and woke up immediately.

He opened his eyes, and there was a self-deprecating arc on the corner of his mouth: "Are you afraid that something will happen to me? No, Yan Shi is still waiting for me."

"Mr. Yan, go back upstairs and sleep, it's getting late."

"What's going on at Yan Songyuan's place?"

"Although Dong Yan is under house arrest by you in the old house, he still has news about his connections. He knows about your hospitalization, but he doesn't know about Miss Lin and Young Master Zhouzhou."

"Zhouzhou is his little grandson. If he knows, he will go crazy."

"Yes, no one dares to say it. After all, Yan Dong has not been in good health for the past few years. During this period of time recovering at home, he is already much better than before."

"In his heart, there is only Yan Feng, his son, and Yan Zhou, his grandson."

The butler fell silent.

Yan Jia laughed mockingly, and finally stood up with the wooden chair, and walked out of the restaurant slowly.

His slender and lonely figure was elongated by the light, and it was another silent night, day changed to night, day after day.

Yan Songyuan knew that he had been lying in the hospital for so long, but he was not worthy of being a father.

Since he moved to Jiangshan Garden, he and Yan Songyuan have hardly seen each other again, even if they met, it was nothing more than quarrels and cold eyebrows, not like father and son, but clearly enemies.

Yan Jia doesn't care about this matter anymore, he has already gotten used to it for more than 30 years.

Yan Jia didn't go to his own room, he slept in Lin Zhi's room, and he had slept here many times before, including the night when his stomach was bleeding.

He lay down slowly, too tired to lift his arms and open his eyes. He could only hear the clear sound of the wind blowing past his ears, rolling up the branches and leaves on the ground.

(End of this chapter)