The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

late at night.

In the room, the phone suddenly rang.

Chu Yao opened his eyes, got up from the thighs and jade arms pinched left and right, and listened for a while, it wasn't his own mobile phone, but the one that was charging on the coffee table.

Poppy's personal phone.

Under normal circumstances, the work phone is turned off at night, and there is only one personal phone left, which is reserved for important people.

Chu Yao got out of bed and went over, the phone had already been hung up.

But then it rang again.

The name on the caller ID on the screen is Uncle Zhong.

It might be someone from her Xiangjiang family.

After thinking about it, Chu Yao still didn't answer, walked to the head of the bed, pinched her nose, covered her mouth, and finally woke her up after ten seconds.

She was a little angry, her eyes were blank, she didn't know what happened, and she pouted dissatisfiedly.

And the phone has already rang for the third round.

A series of deadly calls.

now.

Chu Yao quietly had some bad premonitions in his heart.

About a minute later, Poppy came back to her senses completely, and immediately got out of bed, not even thinking about putting on her slippers, and ran to answer the phone barefoot.

connected.

"Hello, Uncle Zhong? What's the matter?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

At this moment, the brain has completely regained consciousness, and soon realized that at this point in time, Uncle Zhong called himself, something must have happened at home.

and……

High probability...

It's about grandpa.

"The old man left, he walked away in a dream, no pain, no disaster, now he will be back immediately, I haven't notified the boss yet.

"

Uncle Zhong's deep voice sounded, suppressing his sorrow, calm and peaceful.

For the Yu family, this was a sudden event.

Not only the death of an old man, but also the subsequent transfer of power and turmoil in the hearts of the people.

To exaggerate, it is similar to the nature of the emperor's death.

Because in the Yu family, the ninety-eight-year-old man with a quick mind is really like an "emperor", and he can't say what he says.

Poppy held the phone, her face turned white in an instant, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, as if she was thrown naked into the snow and ice.

The whole body is cold.

His lips twitched feebly, wanting to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"Sorry! Come back quickly!"

On the other end of the phone, Uncle Zhong's voice was a little louder, almost shouting.

Only then did Meiren come back to her senses, took a deep breath, and said still tremblingly: "I see, I'll go back right now."

hang up the phone.

His whole body trembled violently again, his eyes were dazed, he looked around and saw Chu Yao, tears welled up in his eyes instantly, and then he burst into tears.

Chu Yao didn't hear the first sentence Uncle Zhong said, but he did hear the next four words.

Quick guess what's going on.

He hugged her with open arms, and said in a low and calm voice, "Put on your clothes first, I'll take you to the airport now, you call the captain."

Chu Yao had never met the famous old man of the Yu family, so he didn't have any emotional foundation, and he didn't have too many mood swings at this time.

Now it's all about doing things rationally.

Perhaps a little indifferent.

But at this point, reason is the greatest virtue.

Pack up the scattered clothes and put them on.

The poppies were still crying, and she regained her sanity a little bit, but her hands kept shaking, with an indescribable panic.

Is really panic.

It's not different from the feeling of the sky falling.

Being held by Chu Yao's hand, he went out, got in the car, started the car, and soon drove at full speed on the deserted streets in the middle of the night.

She was sitting in the co-pilot seat, still in a daze, tears still streaming silently.

"If you look like this, the old man will probably want to slap you."

Chu Yao spoke suddenly, his tone was cold.

Poppy was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head to look over, her eyes were already red with mist.

"How old is the old man?"

Chu Yao asked again.

"Ninety-eight."

Poppy whispered, finally able to speak.

"I don't want to appear too cold-blooded, but I still have to say that birth, old age, sickness and death are all normal. People live for a lifetime, and grass and trees live for a lifetime. There is always a time when leaves return to their roots."

"To die peacefully in one's sleep is considered peaceful."

"I know you are sad. Although I don't understand this kind of emotion, because I don't have parents, let alone grandparents, but at this time, no matter how sad you are, you have to hold back."

"As for the others, I don't know the situation of the Yu family, and I'm not interested in knowing. I believe you should be able to handle it well."

Chu Yao said these words in a steady tone, and drove steadily.

Quite calm.

Death is everyone's ultimate destination and the only way to go.

including myself.

After Brother Zheng became seriously ill last time, Chu Yao already wanted to understand this point. Every day of life is actually living towards death.

So live a wonderful life.

Poppy took a deep breath, and another deep breath, wiped away her tears with a tissue, and remained silent.

The mood suddenly calmed down a lot.

At least my hands stopped shaking.

"Think about it, do you need me to go back with you, and what can I do?"

Only then did Chu Yao ask.

Poppy thought about it for a full two or three minutes before slowly shaking her head.

"I don't need it for the time being. I can handle it myself. It's inappropriate to take you back, and it may have the opposite effect."

Chu Yao nodded and said, "Well, I think so too."

"This is actually an opportunity for you to sort out the relationship between yourself and your parents. If you think about it clearly, you will have no worries at all in the future."

There are many rich and powerful people.

In fact, her entanglements and insecurities most of the time are due to irreconcilable conflicts between family affection and huge interests.

There is really no way to say this kind of thing.

It's so indecent.

The father is disrespectful.

The daughter is also not decent.

"Ok."

Poppy's voice was slightly hoarse, and she nodded slightly.

After thinking about it, she spoke again.

"Grandpa should have arranged everything. I just don't know. How should I face my dad? I used to avoid it all the time. With my grandpa protecting me, I can escape with peace of mind. But now, I have to make a choice. My dad Not a nice guy, but he's my dad."

Chu Yao glanced at her and replied slowly.

"No more than two results."

"First, under normal circumstances, you take your share, and your father takes your father's share. The well water does not violate the river water. The old man should have arrangements."

"Secondly, your father robbed you of your things. Then give it to him. You should pay off the debt. Even if you really leave the house, just give me a little maid. I can still afford it, and it won't be too much." Hard days."

"Calm down your mind, be indifferent to your desires, and do whatever you want. You are so old, it's time to think about it."

Listening to Chu Yao's analysis...

Poppy let out a long sigh of relief.

Felt a lot calmer again.

It seems to have a backbone again.

...

About two hours later.

She boarded the plane and headed high into the sky in the darkness of night.

Chu Yao sat at the front of the car watching the scene, lit a cigarette, and took a silent puff.

A sentence quietly popped up in my mind, and then I sent a circle of friends.

——The dead rot in the soil, and the living rot in life.

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