Duan Xiaoxing was shocked when he heard the movement inside the house.
The young master has been away from women for too long, and I'm afraid he won't be able to hold it anymore.
When the young master woke up a few days ago, Doctor Wang came to see him and specifically told him that the young master was suffering from loss of essence and blood and must not indulge in sexual activities.
Otherwise, even if you wake up, you may fall into a coma again at any time.
By then, I'm afraid even the gods won't be able to save him.
Duan Xiaoxing knocked on the door desperately, but only received an angry roar from Duan Wenjun. She suddenly felt anxious and rushed to the big house to find Duan Daxiong for help.
The big house is the place where Duanfu enshrines the memorial tablets of ancestors of past dynasties.
There is a small room next to it, but only the tablet of Duan Daxiong's first wife, Qiu, is placed.
Qiu was born into a scholarly family. Duan Daxiong didn't want her to be infected by the Duan family's merchant spirit, so he built this room for her alone.
On the altar table were several kinds of dried fruits, a plate of tea, and a stack of books, which were Qiu's favorite things during his lifetime.
Mrs. Qiu often said that drinking tea, reading a book, and eating some dried fruits will bring you happiness in life...
At this moment, Duan Daxiong had no idea what was happening outside. He was holding Qiu's memorial tablet, crying and chattering endlessly.
Qiuyun, I can't help you!
You were born into a scholarly family and are proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but you are able to fall in love with a vulgar businessman like me, Duan Daxiong. This is the blessing that I, Duan Daxiong, have cultivated for several lifetimes.
I know that you have always hoped that your son would be able to learn a lot and be rich, and that he would become famous through his studies.
That's why you gave him the name "Wenjun", which means literary talent.
I know what you're thinking.
In this world, everything is of low quality, only reading is high.
No matter how rich my Duan family is, if they can't pursue an official career, they are still inferior to others.
However, our Wenjun’s temperament...
I spent a lot of money to send him to Sihai College, hoping that he could learn something. Even if he couldn't speak it in verse, it would be good if he could recite a few poems.
Joining the ranks of literati and gaining a reputation can also wash away some of the merchant vulgarity in our Duan family.
However, in the past few years, money has been spent a lot. Wenjun either skipped classes or slept. He was also nicknamed the "Sleepy Little Prince". Even the book boy Xiao Xingzi learned more than him.
Then I thought, since he doesn't like reading, then forget it.
Then let him inherit my family business. Our Duan family has a house, land and shop. It would be good to do business with me, at least we will have enough food and clothing.
However, he was not interested either, and it was useless no matter how I taught him.
Then I thought about it, he was not interested in the family business, so forget it.
I raise him as long as he is happy.
Even if he spends money lavishly, the savings of my Duan family should be enough for him to spend a lifetime.
No matter how naughty he is, he is our child after all. If you are gone, if I don't love him, who will?
Over the years, I have held it in my hand for fear of it flying, and held it in my mouth for fear of it melting. I want to give him the best things I can give him in the world.
No matter how he behaves, I don't care, as long as he is happy.
However, after this incident, I suddenly felt that I was wrong.
For more than half a month, I have been really confused.
I often wonder whether my indulgence towards Wenjun really pampered him or harmed him.
I was thinking that when he wakes up, I must have a good talk with him.
Otherwise, if something goes wrong again, how can I explain it to you?
Yes, that's right, you need to talk to him.
Even if we can't reach an agreement, I have to take some extraordinary measures to control him. Even if he hates me, it's better than losing his life for no reason.
Even if I can't control him, I have to find a powerful master to guard the hospital and stay by his side to keep him safe.
At this moment, the door was slammed open, startling Duan Daxiong.
Just when he was about to reprimand this reckless guy, Duan Xiaoxing rushed in panting and spoke first, "Old, Master, it's not good. The young master pulled Cuiping into the room, I'm afraid..."
Duan Daxiong was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly called Jia Ping, the guardian, and rushed towards Duan Wenjun's yard.
His own son, he knows.
Cuiping was Duan Wenjun's personal maid. When she was six years old, she was sold into the Duan Mansion by his brother Mao San.
Duan Daxiong saw that she was smart, well-behaved and considerate, so he arranged to be responsible for his son's diet and daily life.
Although Duan Wenjun is a guy obsessed with sex, he also knows that rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests.
He was quite pleased that Cuiping had not been touched at all for so many years and that she still maintained her perfect body.
Of course, Cuiping's contribution to sticking to the bottom line and maintaining her integrity are also indispensable.
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Just when Duan Xiaoxing came to Duan Daxiong for help, Duan Wenjun grabbed Cuiping and sat down on the chair. His face became serious and he stared at her closely and said, "Cuiping, how are you asking?"
Cuiping was very panicked.
The young master's eyes were so severe.
It was like two sharp knives trying to cut her open.
Amid the severity, there is also a hint of indifference.
It was like the god of death from hell, looking down at everything in the world.
She had seen this look yesterday.
The young master looked like this when he first woke up, and then sent her back to her parents' home and asked her to find her brother for information.
"Master, my brother went to inquire. Miss Jiang Shuying disappeared the night of your accident."
"Mother Liu from Wangjiang Art Museum left on the day of your accident. Rumor has it that someone gave her a large sum of money."
"Someone has seen it before. In fact, the bandit Guofeng had already entered the city a few days before kidnapping you and hid in Wangjiang Art Museum..."
"What else?" Duan Wenjun's body shook slightly.
Wangjiang Art Museum indeed has a problem.
Cuiping's brother Mao San has been idle on the streets.
Although he is not a good person, his information is always accurate.
"Also, after what happened to the young master, the people who bought the master's real estate and shops were secretly arranged by the other three major families, and the Lin family made the most arrangements." Cuiping continued.
"It is said that the county magistrate, Zhang Wenjian, secretly left the city once after your accident, without even taking his entourage with him."
Although Cuiping didn't know why the young master woke up and suddenly asked her to go find her brother to investigate these things.
However, she also knew that her brother Mao San was good at getting information.
The group of friends around him hang out in various situations and can learn all kinds of news.
She never neglects the tasks assigned by the young master.
At this moment, Duan Wenjun's face was as gloomy as water.
Integrated with the memory of this body, and relying on the keen insight of the special forces soldier in his previous life, he realized that his kidnapping was not that simple.
Sure enough, it was just as I guessed.
Jiang Shuying's appearance is not a coincidence.
It was no coincidence that he was kidnapped.
It was not a coincidence that he was injured and almost lost his life.
In particular, the bandit Guofeng once said something before seriously injuring him.
According to moral principles, since Duan Daxiong paid the ransom in full, he should let him go.
However, someone spent money and said they wanted to buy Duan Wenjun's life, so he couldn't just let him go.
A gust of wind slashed him, saying that life and death are determined by destiny, and whether he can live or not depends on his fate.
There must be someone behind all this planning.
Someone wants him to die...
If Duan Wenjun was such a playboy before, then that would be fine.
But now that I have come to life for him, I should continue to live for him.
It's not that easy to die by yourself...
Moreover, he will make them pay back all they owe him...
