Volume 1 Chapter 62 Snail Abode Simple Leisurely Slowness

  After leaving the armed forces department, they sent Old Man Qi back home and Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng returned to the medical institute once again. The two sat across from each other at a table, neither of them speaking up. However, they would occasionally exchange glances, both thinking about what had happened that day.

  Uncle Qi's attitude was very clear, he wanted to stand up for Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng to seek justice. The intention is not difficult to guess, it is to help Cong Ye solve his worries.

  However, Cong Ye secretly analyzed in her heart that Lin Shao's matter should be a coincidence and not within Master Qi's calculations. The trip to the armed department was something Master Qi had considered beforehand. From this, it can also be seen that Master Qi saw very clearly his own thoughts of being concerned about his sister-in-law.

  "Is it that obvious?"

  Cong Ye asked a question in her heart, then raised her head to look at Yan Qingcheng. Coincidentally, Yan Qingcheng also looked up and their eyes met for several seconds. Until Yan Qingcheng's face turned slightly red, she deliberately shifted her gaze away.

  Yan Qingcheng was also thinking about the meaning of Qi Grandfather's trip to the Armed Forces Department, and she had guessed what Cong Ye had thought of. At first, it was because Cong Ye had a sweet feeling in his heart, hanging on himself, and also because Cong Ye's performance was too obvious, making Qi Grandfather see through it, and feeling a little shy.

  "Thicket of leaves."

  "Sister-in-law."

  "Just let go and follow Grandpa Qi to do it. This is a rare opportunity that comes once in a lifetime, you must grasp it tightly."

  Yan Qingcheng's unspoken implication was naturally "you don't need to worry too much about me".

  "If it weren't for Uncle Qi's old comrades being national heroes, I would rather stay in Guanhai City and remain at the medical institute."

  Cong Ye was also telling Yan Qing Cheng: what he wanted to do most was to always stay by her side.

  The atmosphere in the infirmary became slightly ambiguous due to this conversation between the two. They fell silent once again.

  Fortunately, Yan Qingcheng's phone rang at this time, breaking the unnatural silence.

  Xiao Wei?

  "Hello, City Sister, how are you?"

  "Not bad, how about you?"

  "It's also fine."

  "Has your body fully recovered?"

  "Better than a complete recovery, now I always feel like I have endless energy."

  At this point, a cheerful and crisp laughter came from the phone, which was Pei Wei.

  "Qing Cheng Jie, did you receive the mobile phone I sent over?"

  "Received, but your brother Congye doesn't like it very much."

  On one hand talking on the phone, on the other hand looking at Cong Ye and smiling.

  "Qing Cheng Jie, isn't that true? That's the most popular men's mobile phone model, there's no better style than this on the market."

  It can be heard that there is some tension in Bai Wei's tone.

  "Hehe, Xiao Wei, sister is teasing you. Your brother Cong Ye really likes it, even when sleeping, he still holds his mobile phone."

  Cong Ye was also amused by Yan Qing Cheng, that mobile phone was clearly in her hand, yet she said so to Bai Wei.

  "This is still somewhat reasonable. If you like it, why didn't you even call me? At least you should have said thank you to me?"

  "Xiao Wei, you'd better ask your brother Cong Ye, wait for him."

  Cong Ye hesitated for a moment before taking the phone from Yan Qingcheng's hand.

  "Xiao Wei is good."

  "Not good."

  "Thank you for sending me the cell phone."

  "Not interested."

  Cong Ye was really embarrassed, and didn't expect Bai Wei to throw a tantrum on the phone. Not knowing what to say next, Cong Ye saw Yan Qingcheng smiling slightly with pursed lips across from her.

  "Xiao Wei, Queenie's phone is running out of battery, I'll call you back later."

  "Don't cheat people."

  "It's true."

  "Hehe, hehe."

  Yan Qingcheng looked at Cong Ye's embarrassed expression and finally burst out laughing.

  "And I didn't lie."

  After the lie was exposed, Cong Ye awkwardly held onto his phone and shut up. Yan Qingcheng saw that Cong Ye's forehead was sweating and took the phone from him.

  "Xiao Wei, it's me. Your brother has been busy lately and hasn't had time to buy a phone card. My sister will accompany him to buy one soon, and then he'll call you right away."

  "This is almost it. Alright, Jing Cheng sister, I have to go to class now, remember to get the phone card and tell me the number immediately."

  "Alright, goodbye."

  "Goodbye."

  Putting down the phone, Yan Qingcheng looked at Cong Ye and asked:

  "Do you like it?"

  "What?"

  "Xiao Wei."

  "Like a child."

  Looking at Cong Ye's irrelevant answer, Yan Qingcheng smiled and didn't say anything else.

  The next morning, after the two had just finished breakfast, Cong Ye's phone rang. He took a look at the number and saw that it was Grandpa Qi's, quickly answering and asking:

  "Grandpa Qi is good."

  "Cong Ye, are you still at Ri Zhao Xiang?"

  "Grandpa, where are we?"

  "Oh, don't go out yet, wait a moment, we'll arrive soon."

  "Alright."

  Hanging up the phone, Cong Ye said to Yan Qingcheng:

  "They will be here soon."

  Yan Qingcheng hastily tidied up the room, boiled some water, and the two of them went to wait at the door. A few minutes later, three small cars slowly drove into Rizhao Alley, stopping in front of Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng.

  The first car was Wu Chen, Zheng Junyi and Qi Lao. The second car was an old man slightly younger than Qi Lao, as well as Yu Xiaopeng. The third car was a fifty-year-old man with a sharp expression, who gave Cong Ye the impression that he must be a high-ranking leader. Cong Ye's first thought was Yu Xiaopeng's father, who served as governor, but judging by his age, it didn't seem like him. After all, Yu Xiaopeng was already thirty-two or three, and his father should be at least sixty years old.

  Yan Qingcheng and Cong Ye hastily went forward to support Qi Lao, leading the way into the courtyard, without paying attention to the few people behind.

  He came into the courtyard and looked around before entering the northern house's main room.

  "Please sit down, Grandpa Qi. Our home is simple and humble, don't laugh at us."

  Qī Lǎo sat down at the main seat of a Ba Xian table against the back wall, and Yán Qīng Chéng hurriedly went to make tea for him, but was intercepted by Zhèng Jùn Yì. At this time, the three people behind, Yú Xiǎo Péng, also entered the room.

  "Sit down, Xiaoyu."

  Mr. Qi pointed to the guest seat at the Eight Immortals Table and said to the old man who came with He Yu Xiao Peng,

  The old man heard Lao Lao call him Xiao Yu, shook his head and sat down with a laugh.

  Because there were only two high stools in the house, the rest were all cushions. Cong Ye arranged the cushions on the ground and said:

  "Please take your seats, everyone."

  Cong Ye's words seemed to have some meaning, and Qi Lao smiled and looked at him with a smile, but didn't say anything. Because apart from Qi Lao and Yu Xiao Peng's grandfather who were already seated, only the fifty-year-old man and Yu Xiao Peng belonged to Cong Ye's category of "leaders", Zheng Junyi and Wu Chen would not be called that by Cong Ye.

  "Lin Yuan, sit down."

  As soon as Yu Xiaopeng's grandfather called that man Lin Yuan, Cong Ye immediately thought of Lin Shao and couldn't help but take a look at him. Lin Yuan did not sit down, but turned around to face Cong Ye and said:

  "This must be Dr. Cong, I am Lin Yuan, Lin Xing's father."

  "Director Lin, please take a seat, humble abode, leisurely waiting."

  Yan Qingcheng was almost amused by Cong Ye's pompous words, but it was Qi Lao who burst out laughing uncontrollably.

  "Cong Daifu, I am not the provincial governor, but the vice-governor. As for Lin Xing's affairs, they are all due to my failure as a father to discipline him properly. Please forgive me, Cong Daifu."

  "Vice Governor Lin, Young Master Lin didn't do anything to me, even if he did it was just a youthful dispute between us, no one was in the wrong."

  Upon hearing Cong Ye say this, especially the way he enunciated "Lin Shao Ye" with extra clarity, Qi Lao secretly praised him in his heart: This young man is not simple. Immediately, his old face sank, and without looking at Lin Yuan, he looked at Yu Xiao Peng's grandfather and said:

  "Xiao Yu, how many more days do you think this old coffin can hold out if it eats solid food?"

  "Hehe, old brother, we should be about the same, I can eat for a few days, and I guess you can too."

  "Who is with you, anyway? You're still seven years younger than me."

  "Come to think of it, yesterday afternoon in the hotel room, I seem to have heard Young Master Lin say that even if Xiao Peng lets you off, I, Lin Shao, won't let you off. Cong Ye, is that what he said?"

  "Uncle Qi said so."

  "Xiao Yu, ask Yu from Far East Real Estate Development Company for me, why won't he let Cong Ye go?"

  "Alas, elder brother, it's truly a misfortune for our family, a misfortune indeed. To think that the empire we fought and shed blood for has been taken over by these incompetent people who reap what they haven't sown, it's really enough to make one die with eyes open."

  "Spare me the hypocrisy! If you had put in even a tenth of the effort you used to manage your army into managing your family, would things have turned out like this?"

  "Grandpa Qi, Grandpa, I know I was wrong."

  It seemed like he hadn't heard Yu Xiaopeng's words, Qi Lao continued to speak to Yu Xiaopeng's grandfather:

  "I remember that in the past, there were a few big shots on Shanghai Bund who liked to play cat and mouse games. They would bully people they didn't like until they either left town or knelt down to apologize before stopping. It seems that your family, the Yus, never had anyone like that?"

  Yu Xiaopeng's grandfather was asked by Qi Lao, his face turned blue and red, those half-closed eyes stared at Yu Xiaopeng who stood there with his head down, as if he wanted to spit out fire.

  When Old Qi was speaking, after brewing tea for the two of them, Zheng Junyi led Li Zhunxuan in from outside the gate of the small courtyard. Seeing Old Qi speaking, they stood at the door and didn't make a sound.

  "Anything wrong?"

  After Old Man Deng finished speaking, Wu Chen at the door asked Zheng Junyi a question.

  "Director, the leaders of the municipal government of Guanhai City have arrived, and Secretary Yu is also outside."