Chapter 864 You are just a younger brother (54)
He is not Yin Chao, who is he?
"I am not Yin Chao...who am I...I am not, I am Yin Chao..."
Suddenly, the man jumped up from the bed, his chest heaving violently, and he stared at the white wall in front of him with wide eyes. The feeling that his soul was about to be pulled away made him feel lost, and sweat dripped from his head. For a moment, he even Can't tell where I am.
"Yin Chao, are you okay?"
When a familiar voice sounded in his ears, Yin Chao turned his head sharply and looked at the people around him.
"Jiang Tang..."
When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse and his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke.
Jiang Tang stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his temples, then stood up to get a towel.
"Are you dreaming?"
Yin Chao grabbed her, then knelt down on the bed, hugged Jiang Tang's waist tightly, and nodded slowly.
"Well, nightmare."
"Is it better now?"
Jiang Tang turned around, held Yin Chao's face and stared at him seriously.
The man's narrow, moist eyes were still a little confused, his beautifully shaped thin lips were slightly open, and his breathing was a little rapid.
Jiang Tang brought his face up, gently touched his lips, and comforted him warmly.
"Get up and wash up. Gu Guangxi just called you and asked you to go to the Italian headquarters for training."
Yin Chao finally recovered.
"The national competition is over?"
"It should be over. The World Series is next month. Can you participate?"
Yin Chao nodded.
Twenty-five years old is the final stop for a player, and he will definitely participate in the last race.
"Okay, I'll inform him and ask him to pick you up tomorrow."
Yin Chao didn't hear anything wrong with this sentence. He nodded lightly, then took off the quilt and got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. It was exactly eight o'clock, and Yin Chao's biological clock was even more accurate than the news broadcast.
After washing up, the two of them went upstairs to have breakfast.
Breakfast in the restaurant was a buffet. Yin Chao held a glass of milk and sipped it while the steamed buns and fried rice on the plate remained untouched.
Jiang Tang could eat anything. He stuffed the buns into his mouth with one hand and opened Yin Chao's cell phone with the other. As soon as he turned it on, almost hundreds of text messages squeezed out of the screen and rushed out, one after another.
Jiang Tang clicked on it and read it one by one.
They were all sent by the man who claimed to be Yin Chao's biological father.
Every item is money-free, and one million is in his mouth, as easy as buying a three-yuan bottle of Coke on the roadside.
The first ten items all threatened Yin Chao, to call the police and find reporters, and to make Yin Chao lose his reputation like crazy.
His tone became even more arrogant later on, probably because he didn't expect Yin Chao to really ignore him, and he was reluctant to cut down such a big money tree, so his threatening tone turned into a discussion.
"Tomorrow at noon, pick me up at the bus station in City H!"
"There are two of us, please prepare food and accommodation in advance."
"Since I have come to find you personally, you are so rich, is it too little to give your biological father one million!"
"Three million, at least three million, I will get it tomorrow."
"Don't think I don't know. You can make millions by just playing games and deceiving people."
Jiang Tang no longer wanted to see the rest.
She also couldn't imagine how such a family could raise such a well-behaved and lovely child as Yin Chao.
Forget it, she would know whether it was a person or a dog by noon today. She couldn't confirm it by reading the text message anyway.
Yin Chao stared at Jiang Tang and saw that she was staring at the phone, so he silently pushed the eggs on his plate over.
"Peel."
(End of chapter)