Life With You

Recently, Qi's internal fighting style has become more and more obvious. Not to mention the will that Qi Peihong made privately, but only about the situation in the company. Half of the people chose to support Qi Wei. Qi Cheng can't understand it. He is Qi. For more than ten years after his saddle, he is not as good as a hairy boy who is a monk... Is it possible that Qi Peihong privately instructed?

He is not Qi Peihong’s biological son. He was just a sustenance when Zhou Lan was suspected of being infertile. Now the outside world does not know the truth. If he knows, he is afraid that the wall will be pushed by everyone. Therefore, Qi Cheng is very worried. He was the same as Qi Peihong and Zhou Lan. , When Qi Wei is the star in his eyes, but now, he only regards Qi Wei as the thorn in his eyes.

In the past, Qi Wei never disobeyed him. He said what he said, but now that his wings grew stiff, Qi Wei dared to respond in person to what he said.

Sitting in the car, Qi Cheng became more and more unable to control his emotions, and simply pointed out: "Now the Qi family has no turn to call the shots. You can do whatever you want. Have you considered the consequences of offending the Sheng family?"

Qi Wei's voice calmly replied: "The project you signed with the city clearly shows that Mayor Sheng wants performance, so he can pull one out from among the wealthy businessmen below. Looking at it this way, the Sheng family owes us. Favor, how did we offend him?"

In this case, Qi Cheng was driving a duck to the shelves and riding a tiger was difficult. Qi Peihong was unhappy after he knew it. It seems that from that time on, Qi Peihong treated him badly. Instead, he deliberately supported Qi Wei’s power and connections in the company. Now Qi Wei Using this to block him, Qi Cheng was even more slapped in the face by someone. This man was still a brother he had assured him for many years and thought he would never fight with himself.

Angrily, Qi Cheng said in a low and indifferent voice: "Who am I for? Isn't I doing so much for the Qi family's sake, but pitting the Qi family?"

Qi Wei said indifferently: "Brother, the Qi family may not all rely on proper business methods until today. The intrigue in private is intriguing. I want to get it, but it depends on nepotism. I don't think it is necessary, let alone. What outsiders think, like people who drink water, know how warm or cold they are."

The anger that Qi Cheng had just suppressed suddenly rose, "Are you teaching me how to be a man?"

Qi Weidao: "What you said before is quite right. My surname is Qi. No matter what I do, I will be labeled as the Qi family. Similarly, your surname is Qi. You have been in a bad state these days. Fortunately, there are already some discordant voices in the company, so you should pay attention to it yourself."

After all, without waiting for Qi Cheng to freak out, Qi Wei said to himself: "I have something to do, let's hang up first."

Holding the phone that was hung up, Qi Cheng wanted to call back in an instant, but then he thought about it, did he underestimate this brother too much?

He is eight years older than Qi Wei, and he has always regarded him as a child, but the child did not know when he had grown up quietly, and wanted to teach him how to behave in turn. The more irritable he is, the calmer Qi Wei is. The sub-calmness doesn't seem to be at this age, but it seems to have settled down over the years.

Qi Wei... He said that everyone is surnamed Qi, but the Qi family may not be the Qi family. This can be seen from Qi Peihong's distribution of the will.

Qi Cheng asked himself that he was unable to make Qi Peihong change his will. Even if Qi Peihong died, a dedicated team of lawyers would be assigned. If there is no Qi Wei in this world, Qi Peihong and Zhou Lan would only have his son from the beginning to the end, so no one would follow him. He fights, no one fights with him, he doesn't have to work hard to stabilize his position, and he can monopolize all the favors of his parents as he did when he was a child. The father is kind and filial, and he is happy.

But only the blood relationship is different, no matter how hard he worked, how much he did, in Qi Peihong's eyes, he was not as good as his biological son Qi Wei. In Qi Wei's eyes, it was a particularly shameful thing for him to be close to the Sheng family.

Qi Cheng wanted to sneer but couldn't laugh. He was exhausted physically and mentally. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed out. After a while, the call was connected, and his voice was low and he said, "Where are you?"

His response was a female voice: "At home."

"I'm going to look for you now."

"Well, be careful when driving on the road."

When the phone was hung up, Qi Cheng started the car and went from the government compound to a high-end community on Third Ring Road. He had the key card here and went in smoothly. He took the elevator to the upper floor. He also had the key here, but he was too lazy to get out. , Rang the doorbell directly.

Soon, the door of the room opened, and a young woman in home clothes was seen. At first glance, she was only in her twenties. In fact, she is in her early thirties this year. Whether it is thirty-two or thirty-three, Qi Cheng can't remember. They all help her celebrate her birthday, but it seems that he doesn't care much every year.

The woman prepared slippers for Qi Cheng, and he stepped into the hallway. She raised her eyes and asked, "How come you are free today?"

Qi Cheng lowered his eyes to change his shoes, and said lightly: "I'll come along the way."

The woman said: "I thought you would watch a movie with Sheng Qianyu after dinner with her. Recently, a few new ones have been released, and everyone around them said they were pretty good-looking."

Hearing the words, Qi Cheng raised his head and looked at her. The two of them looked at each other. She was calm and he was at a loss. A few seconds later, he pulled her and put her in his arms.

"Jealous?" he asked.

The woman raised her hand to cover his back, curled her lips, and replied with a faint smile: "Get used to it."

Qi Cheng suddenly asked, "You are about to celebrate your birthday, is it thirty or thirty-one?"

The woman said with a faint smile: "You asked that two years ago, I'm not my birthday this year."

"why?"

"I don't want to remind myself one year older."

Qi Cheng said: "What is there to be afraid of, you are one year older, and I will accompany you one year older."

The woman said, "I just don't know how long I can stay with me, so I don't want to pass it."

Qi Cheng folded his arms, clasped one of her hands on the back of her head, and muttered: "I will not leave you."

The woman said with little or no importance: "Yes, whether Song Yuan or Sheng Qianyu, I was there when they were there, and I was there when they were away."

The corner of Qi Cheng's lips twitched lightly.

The woman voluntarily withdrew from Qi Cheng's arms, raising her eyes and replied, "I will make soup for you after I answer the phone when I am angry? You smell it.

Qi Cheng really smelled it, and then said, "Pork's feet with peppercorns."

The woman smiled and said, "The nose is really good."

The two walked in hand in hand. Qi Cheng took off his jacket and sat on the sofa. The woman helped him hang up his clothes. All the movements seemed to be done countless times, familiar with the road.

Sitting down beside him, she asked aloud, "What's the matter?"

Qi Cheng lowered his sight, was silent for a long time, and then said in a very soft voice: "There is no time, I can't hesitate anymore."

The woman looked at his expression, and after a while, she asked tentatively: "What happened to Qi Wei?"

Qi Cheng looked up, looked at her and said, "The Qi family can only have a son. I am a little bit reluctant, but I can't help it."

As he spoke, his eyes were red, and he didn't know if the sadness was serious or habitual self-deception.