Chapter 04 Can you perceive the essence of my existence

After the hospitalization and surgery were arranged, Iris also rushed over. As soon as she entered the room and saw the boss lying in bed receiving an IV, she couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Xiao, why are you so careless?"

Night · Moment

You go inside! He turned around and instructed, "Wait until the traffic police call you out!"

She paused to take a look, and it was Fang Jialing

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After a long silence, the old man finally let out a gentle sigh, seemingly filled with disappointment, yet also resembling a lament: "You may go."

He avoided the topic and said, "I took annual leave to stay in the hospital and watch over you, so don't even think about leaving."

That dark night, that moment, their first encounter

As long as you are alive, everything can be discussed; I can compensate you with 10 Porsches if needed. But what if you die? Who will Lele turn to?

He raised his wrist to check the time, still not responding, when his phone rang again. This time, he did not ignore it: "Dad."

Thank you, I? Zi Jin was astonished

What should I do if President Xiao reduces my salary? Iris has already responded calmly, smiling as she said, "Besides, President Xiao has always treated me well."

The opponent, however, remained calm and composed, showing no signs of agitation.

Iris recently bought her a set of loungewear at Uniqlo and thoughtfully prepared toiletries in a paper bag, even including a mini hairdryer. She has been Xiao Zhiyuan's personal assistant for over three years. During these three years, Zijing is unaware of how much trouble her capriciousness has caused Iris—although she always argues with Xiao Zhiyuan, it is always Iris who comes to clean up the mess in the end. When she ran away from home, it was Iris who found her; when she suddenly fell ill, it was Iris who took care of Lele... During these three years, Zijing is unaware of how much trouble her capriciousness has caused Iris—although she always argues with Xiao Zhiyuan, it is always Iris who comes to clean up the mess in the end. When she ran away from home, it was Iris who found her; when she suddenly fell ill, it was Iris who took care of Lele... Clearly, they are of similar ages, but Zijing always feels that Iris is like her family, even an older sister, who reliably resolves all her troubles.

wife

This is the most common expression on Sangzi Jin's face when facing him

Lele turned in his arms and looked at his grandfather: "Grandpa, am I very obedient?"

"Why didn't you ever notice this point during the preliminary preparations?" Xiao Zhengping shouted, "What do we do now?"

The elevator doors opened just in time, and Zi Jin, feeling helpless, walked in alongside her

Aren't you going out yet?" Zi Jin had just ladled out the porridge

If you knew your limits, you wouldn't have gotten caught in the rain and bumped into someone else's Porsche yesterday! Zi Jin, in a fit of anger, declared, "In any case, as long as I am here, you can forget about leaving the hospital."

This weekend, Fang Jialing was also surrounded by news. First, there was the issue of an illegitimate child, and then the acquisition of Guangchang stirred up new waves.

"Sangzi Jin! Stay in the car!" His voice also rose in response, "Don't go down and argue with people!"

The other party, however, did not speak; it seemed that they were still engaged in lively conversation with others. After a while, they finally said softly, "What is it?"

"Excuse me, what is the cheapest airfare to Wencheng?" she awkwardly asked again

Xiao Zhengping was at a loss for words and could only let out a heavy grunt

Zi Jin pulled her down to sit and chatted for a while, naturally bringing up the topic of boyfriends: "Xiao Zhi Yuan said you have a boyfriend now?"

Bastard! Xiao Zhiyuan! That sense of panic quickly spread, permeating every cell, every nerve... She became somewhat hysterical, "Bastard! Get up! We are not divorced yet—get up!"

Zijin did not respond, but directly hung up the phone and pushed the car door. Just then, that person kicked over, and the car door swung forward with a bang, knocking him to the ground

In the airport, people come and go, countless individuals briefly intersecting here before parting ways. From the clamor to silence, Zijing sat in the airport café, having consumed four full cups of coffee, finally awaiting the moment for the late-night boarding.

"Are you seriously arguing with me about whose responsibility it is?" The man grabbed her and said, "I was driving just fine, and you suddenly changed lanes. Is it still my responsibility?"

The light in the study falls softly, tranquil as water

Xiao Zhiyuan raised the corners of his lips in slight surprise: "Elder brother, Guangchang was only taken over by Jinian Asset Management Co., Ltd. ten days ago, and I believe this decision was made by the asset management party. How could they possibly know during the preliminary preparations?"

As the sun sets in the west, looking out from the cabin, the dense and soft white clouds are tinged with colorful clouds, resembling a piece of silk satin sprinkled with fine gold dust, casually splashed like an impressionistic landscape. At that moment of wind and rain, now it has completely ceased.

"No!" Zi Jin walked up to him, looked up at him, her expression unusually resolute, "Today is only the first day of hospitalization."

This morning, Guangchang Heavy Industry held a press conference in Wencheng, providing a detailed explanation regarding the bidding matters. The spokesperson stated that all participating bidding companies must submit a deposit of 2 billion yuan within 20 days from the date of announcement. It is reported that currently more than 30 companies, including Shangwei Group and Guangke Group, have expressed strong interest in this.

I saw you for the first time ... um, care about him

There were soft footsteps behind her, accompanied by a gentle fragrance reminiscent of spring rain. Zi Jin instinctively turned around and saw Tong Jing Shan approaching with a light step, her smile radiant: "Zi Jin, let's go together."

I know. Xiao Zhiyuan hastily hung up the phone, and when he turned his head, he saw Zi Jin looking at him, seemingly deep in thought

Zijin headed straight to the ticket counter. She had just clearly seen Xiao Zhiyuan, but that scoundrel did not even glance at her—since that was the case, she would never seek him out!

He quietly reached out and untied his tie, half in mockery: "Who said, 'With a piece of junk like yours, I could afford to smash it!'"

The door was suddenly slammed open, accompanied by the cheerful and clear voice of a little girl: "Daddy, are you back?"

"Wife, I really have some important work to discuss," Xiao Zhiyuan said with a smile. "Could you give me three hours, please?"

Xiao Zhiyuan's single patient room is on the 18th floor, and Zi Jin pressed the elevator button

She was already filled with grievances, and upon hearing the last sentence, she suddenly spoke coldly: "Have you said enough!"

He pressed his lips together and looked at her, his well-groomed eyebrows and handsome eyes showing no trace of displeasure: "Are you concerned about me?"

Xiao Zhiyuan looked at his phone, the voicemail displayed six messages, all from Xiao Zhengping. He didn't even listen to them before deleting. Leaning against the back seat of the car, his temples throbbed painfully. Xiao Zhengping heard his assistant cautiously ask, "Mr. Xiao, should we go to the hospital?"

Upon entering the hospital for an examination, the doctor immediately arranged for hospitalization without further discussion. At first, Xiao Zhiyuan disagreed and insisted that intravenous therapy would suffice, but when the X-ray results came back confirming symptoms of lung infection, he finally relented helplessly

She turned her head, her gaze meeting his, her eyes already red-rimmed

Xiao Zhiyuan stepped down from the driver's seat, treading over a ground strewn with fragments of taillights, his demeanor graceful, and his words were delivered with a casual air: "My wife told you before that even if this car were to be smashed, we could afford it. Do you believe it now?"

"What qualifications do you have to speak of Lele?" Zi Jin bit her lip hard, staring at him intently, her voice trembling, "Xiao Zhiyuan, how much have I sacrificed for Lele, do you not know?"

The little one is now contentedly nestled in his father's arms, occasionally peeking at his mother from behind his father's arm, perhaps fearing a reprimand from her, and quickly averting his gaze again

"Don't make a fuss." He smiled as he stroked her hair, "I know the measure."

"I have an appointment with a client; I cannot miss it." He said casually, "I will return after the meeting to continue my IV treatment and check-up."

Xiao Zhiyuan was well aware that even if they were to split every second of time in half to use it, it would still be impossible to complete the board meeting according to the agenda and inject the deposit into the other party's account

Tong Jingshan stood vivaciously at the door, her long black hair tied into a ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead. When she smiled, deep dimples appeared at the corners of her lips. The air was infused with a faint sweet fragrance, in this early summer, radiant and pleasantly warm

The magazine in her hand had long been tossed aside, as she fixed her gaze intently on the television screen. As expected, a familiar face appeared on the screen; Fang Jialing was seated in the audience, his expression resolute. The scene then shifted, revealing a young man.

A glimmer of cunning flashed through the deep black eyes, and a triumphant smile crossed Xiao Zhiyuan's lips: "Good."

He was walking down the steps and impatiently pushed the microphone away

Fang Jialing watched her silhouette, took a sip of coffee, and felt the rich aroma of milk on his tongue. It was then that he realized this was a mocha—he had never liked adding any milk or sugar to his coffee, but this cup suddenly made him feel that the taste was much better than he had imagined. Fang Jialing smiled silently; compared to others who were cautious, he preferred her nonchalant attitude.

"Did Xiao Zhou go to the hospital today?" Zi Jin no longer asked him and turned to ask the assistant

Zi Jin was taken aback, furrowing her brows as she repeated, "Do we know each other?"

I felt pity for him because he was ill! Zi Jin casually said, as if nothing had happened.

His tone, though gentle, is like a knife, piercing sharply, twisting around before being pulled out

Monday is traditionally known as a "busy day". After the regular meeting, Zijing checked her phone and saw that Iris had already replied to the message: "It's good to be back. I'll pick Lele up tonight"

The automatic door opened, and just then a tour group passed by. He stopped and waited until the crowd dispersed, and the assistant pointed in the direction and said: "This way"

With a sense of helplessness, she said: "I brushed against another car on the road, but it’s nothing serious"

Zijin opened the car door and, without looking back, attempted to get out. Someone behind her grabbed her arm, and she struggled forcefully but could not break free

The car is heading towards the eastern part of the city

Xiao Zhiyuan finished reading in a glance, frowned and said: "It is impossible to hold a shareholders' meeting in 20 days"

Has the fever subsided?" Zi Jin asked while standing by the bedside

"Alright." He paused before responding, a hint of assuredness playing at the corners of his lips as he reached out to tap the back of the driver's seat and said, "Go to the old man's place."

She took out her phone and dialed Xiao Zhiyuan

The window was half open, and a gentle breeze swept in, yet the fragrance on Tong Jingshan remained undiluted. In this hospital room, there were three family members and one visitor, and for some reason, Zijing suddenly felt like the one who did not belong. She suddenly felt a bit suffocated and smiled as she said, "There’s nothing to drink here, you all continue chatting, I’ll go buy something to bring back"

Upon thinking of this, Zijing could not help but curl his lips in disdain. Such a cunning and shrewd person must have known all along; otherwise, he would not have rushed here despite being gravely ill

Xiao Zhiyuan leaned forward, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip of water. The teacup obscured most of his face, making it difficult to discern his expression. However, he continued to speak about unrelated topics: "Dad, I still remember that one time when I returned from a business trip and brought your favorite seafood. Before we all sat down for dinner, my brother coughed, and you immediately had the maid stew rock candy pear, unhesitatingly removing all the seafood and fish."

The hospital's elevator is always crowded, and one has to wait for a long time. She crossed her arms, for the first time wishing that the speed would slow down a bit, so that she would have a reason to return home later.

Before the words had left his mouth, Assistant Xiao Zhou rushed over, panting and holding an umbrella, saying: "President Xiao, your driver's license."

The car changed direction, and Zi Jin called Le Le. On the phone, the little girl was quite unwilling. Zi Jin steeled herself: "Xiao Jun Jin, no more crying, Mommy will come to pick you up tomorrow"

The situation is truly dire—she is still wearing yesterday's clothes, has not taken a shower, and has only eaten half of her lunch, with a lingering pain in her stomach. Zi Jin sat in the car and dialed a number for Xiao Zheng, hoping she could help her book a plane ticket. The phone rang twice, but the other party had not answered when suddenly the battery died and the screen went black.

He gazed at her intently, and within the depths of his deep, dark eyes, a fleeting sorrow passed by. Ultimately, he merely held her tightly in his embrace and said softly, "I am sorry"

Zijin gazed out the window, pondering why the past few days had been so miserable, as if it were none of his business. First, he was robbed; then, he was stranded at the airport in Decheng, nearly unable to return; and finally, it all ended with a car accident. Yet, he had not finished speaking.

Why did you wake up so early?" Zi Jin glanced at the time, it was only 7:00, "Why not sleep a little longer?"

Zi Jin actually did not recognize cars very well, but she happened to recognize this one because last year, Xiao Zhengping had given a car to Ning Fei as a birthday gift, which was quite valuable

Xiao Zhiyuan is holding a meeting in the small conference room on the second floor, and Iris is coming down the stairs: "It seems like it will go on for a while longer."

The car shone brightly with its high beams on, and he pressed the accelerator, making a loud roar as he crashed into the rear of the Porsche.

Miss? Miss? Someone was whispering her name in her ear

He reached out and pressed down on the back of her hand that was about to press the bell, "... ... If you keep quiet, I won't have a headache."

By the way, he is still ill! Zi Jin felt a bit schadenfreude, he deserves to have a fever of 39 degrees! She found joy in her suffering and suddenly felt that being left at the airport in Decheng was not so pitiful after all

In the end, it was Xiao Zhou who accompanied him upstairs. As Zi Jin looked up, she saw Xiao Zhi Yuan slightly leaning forward against the railing on the second floor, quietly observing the scene from earlier. Zi Jin deliberately avoided looking at his gaze and turned to walk back to her room. Even from such a distance, she could clearly hear Xiao Zhi Yuan's faint pleasantries.

His heart sank rapidly. Almost simultaneously, he had already begun to consider the next course of action

Xiao Zhiyuan calmly stopped him: "Let her go."

The rain grew heavier, and the person was startled by her shout, thus letting go. Zijing was drenched from head to toe, and she no longer wished to argue with him. Seizing the opportunity, she sat in the driver's seat. It was unclear whether it was due to the cold or being soaked by the rain, but Zijing was trembling all over. She rummaged through her bag and the car's compartments, yet she could not find her driver's license. After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered that she had been driving Xiao Zhiyuan's car a few days ago, and she probably left her driver's license in his vehicle.

Today is just like this again, calling people out late at night... Zi Jin sighed inwardly, changed her clothes and went out, only to find that Iris had already left. Xiao Zhi Yuan was half leaning on the bed, and although he was receiving an IV drip, he did not take a break and was still looking at the large stack of documents in front of him

The old man, upon seeing his granddaughter, was already beaming with joy, as if he had forgotten the conversation he had just had with his son, and nodded, saying: "Be obedient."

I have never liked the media intruding into the private matters of individuals said Zi Jin淡淡的, but it is good that there is nothing wrong now

He was helpless, just about to lie down, when suddenly a tender child's voice came from the doorway: "Daddy, Mommy"

Xiao Zhiyuan said nothing and walked straight towards the airport terminal

She took a taxi home, packed some century egg and lean meat congee from the breakfast shop that Xiao Zhiyuan loved the most outside the community, and hurriedly returned to the hospital with the steaming congee in hand

The door lock clicked, and Zijing turned on the entrance light, her first glance directed towards the carpet

Where are Dad and Mom

It seems that it is going to rain

At first glance, Zi Jin felt a bit startled, and her gaze instinctively wanted to look away. However, she quickly realized that this was not Xiao Zhiyuan, but his elder brother, Xiao Zhengping. Although the two brothers shared some facial similarities, their temperaments were strikingly different—Xiao Zhengping was much more flamboyant, not only in official matters but also in private, where this young master was fond of luxury cars and beautiful women, with far more tabloid news than his younger brother.

"Does she have it?" Zi Jin was taken aback

I command you to get inside the car!" he said brusquely, "Did you hear me!

Xiao Zhiyuan listened quietly and simply said one sentence: "Father, when I ceded power to my elder brother, I did not utter a word of complaint"

Curled up on the sofa for one or two hours, the day had already brightened. Zi Jin struggled to get up, take a shower, and change clothes. While blowing her hair in front of the mirror, her eyes were swollen, and she felt it was exceptionally difficult to open them.

Isn't Mr. Dong a very important client? Otherwise, Xiao Zhiyuan wouldn't insist on personally welcoming him despite being unwell

Zi Jin, in a fit of anger, threw her phone back into her bag and cursed, "Bastard." The rain continued to wash the car windows, and she lowered the window slightly, causing a few droplets to splash onto her face, cold as ice. The airport in the distance was shrouded in the rain, appearing as if covered by a layer of mist, faintly visible. Meanwhile, cars occasionally passed by, splashing water with a swish.

The hospital's elevator is much larger than a regular elevator. Tong Jingshan casually asked, "Zijin, have you used the perfume I gave you?"

How is the acquisition going? Zi Jin has also seen the news, and from the media analysis, the situation at Shangwei is not optimistic. Have you still decided to not get involved in anything?

"Mr. Xiao, are you feeling well?" she said softly, "Actually, you don't need to come in person; Manager Chen is here. Your health is the most important thing."

Zijin felt a turmoil in her heart; although her eyes were fixed on the television screen, she was actually not absorbing anything at all

I don't know what method he used, but the doctor actually gave him the green light, only saying that he must return before noon. Zijing watched him change clothes, ultimately feeling uneasy: "I'll go with you."

No response

Well then. She rarely refrained from arguing with him and obediently sat down on the sofa

Zi Jin looked at the gently curved line of his lips, her smile also soft and gentle, her gaze turning to one of astonishment... until he lightly squeezed her hand, she finally came to her senses: "The person just now thought I was my sister"

Zijin's expression stiffened slightly: "You must have mistaken me for someone else. My surname is not Xia."

Xiao Zhiyuan was taken aback

In the television, Xiao Zhengping frowned as the financial reporter pressed on with questions: "Mr. Xiao, does Wei Group have confidence in this acquisition? What is your view on the competitor Guangke?"

Xiao Zhiyuan's voice was low and hoarse: "Do you dare to touch her?"

"Then I will sleep on the sofa, just call me if you need anything." Today, Zi Jin was unexpectedly easy to talk to. Due to the car accident, he caught a fever from being drenched in the rain, and his cold developed into pneumonia. She truly felt guilty deep down.

Tong Jingshan was dressed in a very simple white shirt, the hem tucked into her denim shorts, revealing a pair of long and elegant legs. She smiled casually and said, "Come see how Superman got sick."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhiyuan stood beside him, took a step forward, and coldly said: "Say that again?"

Xiao Zhiyuan reined in that hint of nonchalant smile, did not avoid his father's gaze, and coughed softly a few times: "I do not have confidence."

Beneath his long eyelashes are dark eye sockets, and due to his illness, his cheeks appear somewhat sunken. It is unknown what time he fell asleep last night. Zijing tidied up the documents for him, trying her best not to wake him, and quietly stepped out of the hospital room

The young lady stood up with a charming smile and said, "May I ask where you would like to go?"

Zijin raised her head to look out the window; the clouds outside the glass were extremely thick, suggesting a hot and humid weather.

Did you hear that? The young man glared fiercely at Zijing, "You deadbeat, just take your time saving up for the repair costs!"

Iris gave her a strange look and said, "Okay."

Sang Zi Jiong! Rainwater rolled down Xiao Zhiyuan's cheeks, making his profile even sharper.

She greeted Zi Jiong again: "Lele is throwing a tantrum at home, so the old master asked me to bring her along to see you."

Xiao Zhiyuan was somewhat resentful of his lack of principles towards her. But the fact is that he would get angry with her, but it would never last more than a day. Leaving her alone there, at this moment, a faint regret had already emerged in the depths of Xiao Zhiyuan's heart, while the plane was descending rapidly. His headache was almost about to explode, and he had no mood to appreciate the scenery outside the window. He asked his assistant in a low voice, "Which flight is she on?" Leaving her alone there, at this moment, a faint regret had already emerged in the depths of Xiao Zhiyuan's heart, while the plane was descending rapidly. His headache was almost about to explode, and he had no mood to appreciate the scenery outside the window. He asked his assistant in a low voice, "Which flight is she on?"

"Miss Xia, it has been a long time since we last met," he said in a familiar and affectionate tone, extending his hand towards Zijing

Zijin looked at his pale and somewhat fragile brows and eyes, feeling a mix of emotions in her heart. Gritting her teeth, she said to the driver: "Don't go home, let's go to the hospital."

The right side of the car body was scratched extensively, and under the impact and friction, the dents on the car door were shocking. She thought with some trepidation that fortunately there weren't many cars on the lane at that time, otherwise she might have made headlines: "Heavy Rain Causes Chain Collision, X Dead and X Injured"

She bent down and reached out to feel his breath

The study on the second floor. The door was half ajar, and through the gap, one could see Xiao Zhengping standing in front of the desk, engaged in a heated argument with Old Master Xiao. Although their voices were low, the tone was quite intense. Xiao Zhiyuan gently knocked and heard his father's slightly weary voice: "Come in"

The Porsche was struck with tremendous force, careening straight towards the roadside. With a loud crash, half of the vehicle crossed over the green belt, the rear end crumpled and severely damaged, nearly totaled.

The driver, at a loss, slowed down and gradually brought the car to a stop

Officer, this is my new car! My dad just bought it for me! Young man, you are being arrogant and reckless. Today you are lucky to be alive; next time you drive recklessly, be careful that no one will be there to collect your body

It was so late, she hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to reply tomorrow

Perhaps seeing that Zijing was safe and sound, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief and released the other person's wrist

Xiao Residence

Tong Jingshan's voice was gentle, and Zi Jin listened in silence. The story was distant and unfamiliar, piercing through layer after layer of dense time, reaching the deepest part of memory, so clear at this moment

"Why did you have to do that just now?" Zi Jin was drenched all over, as if wrapped in a soaking wet blanket, feeling indescribably uncomfortable

Xiao Zhiyuan smiled slightly: "Elder brother, he ... ... "

Feeling a sense of self-pity yet devoid of any inclination to rest, she sat by the bedside watching television for a while, then took the thermometer and medicine before leaving the room

Old Master Xiao leaned on the sofa, the last rays of early summer light falling on his snow-white hair, while the wrinkles on his cheeks became increasingly pronounced. This once formidable industrialist is now merely an old man. He spoke softly: "Zhiyuan, I know you are not pleased with your elder brother joining the acquisition, but the situation is critical. If Guangchang is acquired by Guangke, all your efforts over the past few years will be in vain"

"Why haven't you been in Wencheng these past two days?" The old man invited them to sit on the sofa and casually asked his youngest son

At this moment, he wishes to make a desperate counterattack, relying on his wisdom and means, and hopes that... heaven can grant him a little more luck

Lele turned to look at her mother, and Zijing picked her up, placing her beside Xiao Zhiyuan, while lowering his voice to ask: "Who brought her here?"

Zi Jin had been listening in silence. When he hung up the phone, amidst the profound stillness, she suddenly looked up at him and softly said: "Xiao Zhiyuan, I ... ... " In truth, she herself did not know what she wanted to say, whether it was an apology or gratitude

5:00 PM. The plane landed in Wencheng

The place above is completely empty, not even a single pair of shoes is present, and neither Lele nor Xiao Zhiyuan has returned

Zi Jin smiled lightly and said, "I seem to have heard from my sister-in-law that the inspiration for the perfume comes from the story of you and Xiao Zhiyuan, is that right?"

Xiao Zhiyuan leaned against the window, one hand holding Lele, his gaze passing over Ziqin, and he smiled: "What brings you here?"

It really started to rain just before the end of work

"From now on, you should not drive," he said sternly. "That kid was speeding, but it was you who changed lanes, and you bear the primary responsibility. The traffic police did not make a mistake in their judgment."

Has she left

With a whoosh, a car silhouette moving at an extremely high speed suddenly swept past from the side. Zi Jin hurriedly turned the steering wheel back, but it was already too late. The car shook violently, emitting a sharp screech of friction. The heavy rain made the road slippery, and Zi Jin's car was forcefully pushed two to three meters to the left. The sound of the brakes pierced her ears, causing a painful ringing, and her body was restrained by the seatbelt, leaving her mind blank.

Although the predicament of Shang Wei is not what he wishes to see, it is his only opportunity

The reporter persisted: "Your brother has always served as the CEO of Shangwei Heavy Industry, yet you are leading this acquisition. What is his opinion on this matter?"

"She had not booked a ticket before getting on the plane," the assistant replied swiftly amidst the roar.

Chen Pan mentioned the matters regarding the dinner gathering to him, and then asked, "General Xiao, is everything alright on your side?"

"That works too." Xiao Zhiyuan nodded, looking at her curled up on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, and finally redirected all his attention back to the official business.

Every time I trouble her, I truly feel sorry

In fact, she really wanted to ask whether Xiao Zhiyuan had been driven away, but the words were on the tip of her tongue and she swallowed them instead: "Oh, I see."

The young man may have been intimidated by his imposing presence, remaining silent for a moment. In the distance, the red and blue lights flashed intermittently as the traffic police finally arrived in their vehicle

Mom will arrive soon. As she drove along Renmin Road, the traffic conditions improved significantly. Zijing hung up the phone, slightly turned her head to glance at the rearview mirror, and steered to the right, intending to merge into the right lane

Thank you for your hard work these past two days. Fang Jialing looked at her expression and smiled faintly, "Have you been working overtime and lacking sleep?"

They said that they would never bring up this matter again

The atmosphere was as if it had died

Before the words had left her lips, there was a loud thud on the car door. Zi Jin raised her head and saw the other driver standing beside her car, having presumably kicked her vehicle hard, shouting for her to get out of the car

The rain was indeed heavy, and Zijing did not dare to drive too fast. Coupled with the rush hour traffic congestion, as she stopped and went, she turned off the radio and called home. Her aunt spoke a few words with her and then handed the phone to Lele

When the call was connected, she said "Hello".

The ward was empty, with only the disheveled, unmade bedding remaining. Zi Jin was momentarily stunned: "Xiao Zhi Yuan?"

The news jumped to the next item, and Zi Jin quietly began to ponder. The press conference was held today, and on the television, the elder brother looked displeased, indicating that the acquisition was likely not going smoothly. Does Xiao Zhiyuan know what has happened?

We all know that there is no time left. The old man interrupted him, his gaze sharp, "I want you to speak the truth"

Xiao Zhiyuan lightly coughed and said slowly: "Elder brother, when you took over the acquisition, we made it very clear that in order to avoid a shift in focus, all work would be handed over to you. What’s the matter? Did they not cooperate well? What happened?"

She turned her face away in a somewhat awkward manner, remaining silent

The heavy rain has ceased, and Xiao Zhou instructed the driver to bring the car over

The young man was momentarily taken aback, perhaps frightened for a brief moment, unable to speak. He quickly regained his composure, filled with anger and humiliation: "I said to be careful, or your wife will end up in pieces!"

Xiao Zhiyuan slowly released her, and answered the phone in a low voice: "What is it?"

When Zijing opened her eyes and woke up, the fellow passenger beside her looked at her with understanding: "Night flights are very tiring; you must have just had a nightmare, right? I can see that you are trembling all over"

"Can you drive or not?" The man stood in front of his own car, his face pale with anger, "Is this how you change lanes? Are you looking for death?"

Good morning, General Fang. Zi Jin is waiting for the elevator with him

The skin touched by her palm was burning hot, startling Zijing. She carefully examined his complexion; an abnormal flush adorned his cheeks, and his lips were also chapped.

"How did you arrive so quickly?" Zi Jin was startled; he had rushed over from the traffic, without even opening an umbrella, and was soaked through more than she was

Zijin got up to open the door, and Iris stood at the entrance: "I brought you some fruit."

Is my driver's license in your car?" Zi Jin tried to keep her tone as calm as possible, "Could you have your assistant bring it over?"

Sang Zijing's response was impeccable, yet he could tell that she was being perfunctory.

He did not respond at all

He understands Zi Jin's temperament all too well; it appears gentle and harmless, yet beneath it lies a fierce spark. If he hadn't intervened, a quarrel would have erupted with the other party, which is why he made her wait in the car

She paused for a moment and then said, "At first, when I was blending the fragrance, I could not find the right feeling. Later, Xiao Zhiyuan told me a story—the story of your acquaintance—and suddenly, I found my inspiration"

He fell silent, turned his head, and stared at her with an unusual seriousness, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness: "Sang Zijing, consider this my plea. Can you refrain from being so reckless in the future?"

Zijin stood in front of him without an umbrella and angrily said: "Is driving a Porsche really that impressive?"

Zijin got into the taxi, checked the time, and estimated that after going home to take a shower and change clothes, he would have to go to work. His phone still lay lifeless in his pocket, and he didn't know if he had picked Lele up and brought him home... Is his illness any better?

The special price for the flight ticket is 399, but the time is 1:40 AM

Outside the car window, the large patches of green on the sycamore trees lining the road were intermingled with the gentle golden sunlight. Despite the fine weather, they returned to the hospital in silence. Xiao Zhiyuan changed his clothes, and the nurse came in with a large array of medications to administer an intravenous infusion.

Xiao Zhiyuan's smile faded slightly: "Mom is back too, at home."

Lele was clearly a bit upset about her "sudden departure" and refused to call out "Mommy". She had to carefully appease her daughter, promising to take her out for ice cream, which finally made the little girl happy, her brows relaxed and smiling: "Mommy, why haven't you come to pick me up yet?"

She suddenly became a bit flustered and pushed him hard: "Xiao Zhiyuan, wake up!"

The seats for the discounted tickets were cramped, barely allowing her to stretch her legs. She curled up in the window seat, listening to the roar of the airplane taking off, and soon fell into a deep sleep

"No need, you can talk to him..." Zi Jin quickly declined

Is it very hot? In fact, the temperature in the building is always constant, and knitted sweaters are the main attire throughout the year. Zijing casually asked a follow-up question.

Hmm. He continued to cough, his gaze drifting towards the window. Perhaps sensing her anxiety, he turned back and said: "Don't worry, I won't faint. In a little while, I will meet with the client, and you can just relax in the hot spring over there; it won't take long."

Lele bounced over and climbed onto Xiao Zhiyuan's lap, tilting her head and asking: "Dad, did you bring me a gift?"

The subsequent handling was yet another chaotic affair, and it was not until nearly 8 o'clock that it could be considered temporarily concluded

She stood outside the window for a while, watching the rain ravage the city. When she turned around, she found that most of her colleagues had already left. There was no need to work overtime tonight, and she still had to go pick up Lele, so she tidied up a bit and went to the underground parking garage to get her car

What is the matter? Is there pain in your chest? Zi Jin walked to his bedside and carefully observed his complexion. I will go call the doctor to take a look

"Boss, please have some understanding for those without cars!" Xiao Zheng lamented, "It's not even June yet, and it's over 30 degrees every day. Squeezing onto the bus is simply a nightmare"

After waking up from this nap, it seems like the anger from the afternoon has dissipated. He suddenly remembered last night... When Zi Jin was by his side, he was afraid of waking her up, even suppressing his cough and easing his illness.

The other party is driving a white sports car, which is now parked in the middle of the road. The left side of the car body is also scratched.

It's still early, and I have to wait at the airport for a full 9 hours. Zijin found a coffee shop and sat down, flipping through magazines with nothing to do.

When Xiao Zhou was near the outskirts of the city, his phone rang. He answered it and after saying a few words, he glanced cautiously at the rearview mirror and said, "Mr. Xiao, it's Manager Chen calling."

Hmm. His nasal voice is heavy, and he occasionally coughs softly a few times.

Xiao Zhengping hesitated and said, "I will return now to make arrangements, striving to hold an urgent shareholders' meeting within 15 days."

Before she could kick out her foot, the opponent's hand was firmly held from behind by someone

Stop the car!" Zi Jin said loudly to the driver, "Stop the car.

"Sangzi Jin, do you dare to get out of the car and give it a try!" Xiao Zhiyuan said on the other end of the phone, gritting his teeth, "Has the traffic police arrived?"

The study was enveloped in tranquility, with only the sound of him turning the pages and the low, suppressed cough breaking the silence. However, from the garden, the laughter of a little girl occasionally drifted in. The old gentleman's gaze fell outside the window, though it was unclear what thoughts occupied his mind

He had fallen and his white trousers were covered in mud, his meticulously styled hair was now a mess, and he appeared increasingly frantic, his finger nearly pointing to Zijing's nose: "Damn bitch, wait to die! I'm calling someone over right now!"

Yet he looked at her calmly, his gaze clear, and in the end, he simply reached out, tightly grasping her hand, his voice faint: "Fool."

The other party is relatively young, and the car is new. Anyone would feel distressed after such a scrape. She did not argue with the other party, only saying: "I will go get the phone and call the traffic police to handle it, shall I?"

The old man glanced at him, his gaze heavy, yet it was impossible to discern any emotion.

The inspiration for Night · Moment, did Xiao Zhiyuan not mention it to you? I always thought you were aware of it

Fang Jialing did not decline, took a sip, and then asked: "What do you think of this news?"

He curled the corners of his lips, a faint smile appearing: "I am quite flattered."

Zi Jin sat down beside his bed and forcibly took the documents from his hand: "Can you take a rest for a while?"

The traffic police officer beside frowned and said, "Young man, you should calm down a bit. Driving so fast on a rainy day, it's a blessing that it was just a minor scrape!"

The rain in Decheng has not yet stopped

She sighed as if resigned to her fate, took a can of ice water from the refrigerator, and placed it on her eyelids. In an instant, the cold, hard metal penetrated deep into her nerves, and she finally felt fully awake. After taking a taxi to the company entrance, Zi Jin first bought two cups of coffee at the café downstairs, and as she walked into the Guangke Building, she heard someone call her: "Zi Jin"

The traffic police quickly ascertained the situation, determining that Zi Jin bore primary responsibility for the lane change, while the Porsche owner was deemed to have secondary responsibility for speeding: "If you have no objections, please sign here, and the specifics of the repairs and compensation can be discussed at the traffic police brigade tomorrow."

As they spoke, footsteps were already heard outside the door. Iris stood up and said, "I will go see if they have finished."

Zijin came over and said thank you

She suddenly felt a bit scared, and before she could call out to him: "Xiao Zhiyuan—" he had already quickly walked to Zijing's car, opened the door, and sat inside.

I

I have already called the police. The man wiped the water off his face and angrily shouted: "This is a new car, I just picked it up yesterday. Can you afford to pay for the damage?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Zhiyuan's brows relaxed, and he felt cheerful, "Did you not see that I have a health doctor with me?"

"Oh, that's good." Zijing glanced at the coffee in her hand, smiled, and offered him a cup, "Would you like some coffee? This cup hasn't been touched."

He poked his head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush still in his mouth: "Hmm?"

Iris smiled and said, "No need to be polite. By the way, have you been in contact with President Xiao?"

The old gentleman personally poured a cup of tea for his son and slowly said: "Zhiyuan, speak to me honestly, is there any chance for redemption?"

That was just me speaking in anger. Who told you to actually smash it!

"Mrs. Xiao, I think you should take care of yourself instead," Xiao Zhiyuan said, lowering his head again and speaking nonchalantly, "How do you know she doesn't have a boyfriend?"

He had just taken two steps when he saw Sang Zijing walking briskly from a short distance away. She held her head slightly high, not even slowing her pace—he could see it so clearly that he could even catch a glimpse of the hem of her skirt fluttering gently and her tense expression.

Xiao Zhiyuan listened from the side, helplessly furrowing his brow, and extended his hand: "Give it to me."

Lele was whispering to him! Tong Jingshan smiled slightly, "Let's go buy coffee together"

The weather forecast indicates that there will be thunderstorms

She called back: "I will go pick it up myself, thank you."

Xiao Zhengping pressed his lips tightly together, staring at his younger brother, filled with resentment yet unable to voice any of it. A month ago, he had finally persuaded the old man, and he entered Shangwei Heavy Industry with great satisfaction. Xiao Zhiyuan was quite perceptive, transferring the relevant work to him and instructing his subordinates to cooperate. Thanks to the thorough preparations made in advance, everything proceeded quite smoothly.

I will accompany you. Zi Jin looked at the medical record by his bedside and said, "You still have a fever, I am a bit worried."

As an employee of Guangke, I choose to believe the press release issued by the company. Zi Jin smiled slyly, the elevator paused for a moment, and the door slowly opened. She stepped halfway out, turned back, and said, "I have arrived, goodbye, General Manager Fang"

The other party was taken aback, stood up from the ground, and became even angrier: "What trash are you? How dare you take a broken car on the road! You deadbeat, just wait to pay for this! When the time comes, you won't even be able to cry!"

"That's not how it is! How old is Iris this year? I see she is so burdened that she has no time to date"

Xiao Zhiyuan measured his body temperature, his eyes closed tightly, not uttering a single word

Do you think it is true or false?" He suddenly did not want to let her go so easily, turned his head, and asked very seriously.

I did not argue with anyone

"Swipe the card." Zijing's hand had just reached into her bag when it suddenly froze—she remembered that she hadn't brought her wallet when she left, and there were only a few hundred yuan in her bag.

But that person just now actually cursed her "may you die a terrible death", he lost his reason in a moment of impulse—he was just too afraid of losing her

They walked out of the hospital together, and the deep green sign of the coffee shop was faintly visible at the street corner diagonally opposite.

"Miss, we have arrived," the driver reminded.

Zijin remained calm; if it came to a physical confrontation, she would not be at a disadvantage—before his palm could strike her face, she would kick him in a vital area first

"I will give you the commemorative edition once the first counter opens in the mainland!" Tong Jingshan smiled, her dimples deepening at the corners of her lips, "Consider it a thank you."

After last night's heavy rain, today's weather is exceptionally clear. The azure sky is devoid of any clouds, only at the farthest reaches does a faint purplish-red dawn glow spread out, reminding Zijing of the Song Dynasty Jun porcelain incense burner that the old gentleman keeps at home, which also exhibits this kind of resplendent purple. Its colors shift in myriad ways, yet it evokes a sense of tranquility.

Is ... ... missing her

A clear and melodious female voice behind me said: "I brought Lele along."

The old man was momentarily taken aback, glanced at him, yet it seemed as if he was looking through his body, gazing into the distance. In fact, this younger son resembled his mother more, being slender and handsome, as if his mother had imprinted her traces more deeply onto this son.

He shook his head, reached out to stop her from continuing to search for the potions, and simply said: "We will return to the hospital soon"

What happened? His voice was still somewhat hoarse, "Cough cough... where are you?"

He pushed the door open and saw his elder brother glance at him sideways, his gaze cold and piercing. He chose to ignore it and greeted, "Father, elder brother"

"I discussed the orders for the next quarter with the old clients in Gede City," Xiao Zhiyuan said casually, as he looked out from his perspective, the garden on the first floor was fully visible. His daughter, whom he had not seen for a day, was squatting on the grass, seemingly studying something. Today, she wore a light pink hoodie, her back appearing plump and warm, like a small ball of yarn.

Xiao Zhiyuan slightly furrowed his brow, and Zi Jin noticed his expression, realizing that he was truly angered.

Xiao Zhengping has been tirelessly making phone calls to shareholders these past few days, and the entire secretariat is extremely busy. Various notification letters are being sent out in droves, all in order to convene a shareholders' meeting before the end of the month to rectify previous mistakes

In front of her, she vaguely saw a person lying on the bed, their face pale, receiving an intravenous drip. The medication dripped down drop by drop, and she walked forward in confusion. That face was so familiar that she would never forget it. She tentatively reached out her hand and pushed him, saying, "Hey?"

Xiao Zhengping stood up without the slightest awareness, his expression turning to excitement: "I will go right away"

Busy without a break until the afternoon, Xiao Zheng came in to deliver documents and muttered, "This weather is unbearably hot."

The sky appeared to have a hole, with droplets of water falling down in a patter. Zijin hailed a taxi and said to the driver: "To the airport"

His smile gradually faded, and he slowly released her hand, gazing straight ahead: "We had agreed on this before."

Xiao Zhiyuan glanced at her, observing her sitting quietly with her hands resting on her knees, and found her adorable, unable to help but press his lips together: "You should take a nap, there's no need to keep me company." Presumably anticipating that she would not agree, he added, "I need to finish reviewing these materials today; if you stay awake like this, it will distract me."

Xiao Zhiyuan had just gotten out of the car, one hand still holding onto the car door, yet his gaze followed that figure until it completely vanished from sight a few seconds later

Zijin activated the double hazard lights and got out of the car to check under the umbrella

As the elevator doors opened, he gentlemanly held the door, allowing the lady to enter first

Iris's expression was somewhat constrained, "Is that what Mr. Xiao said?"

His hair is disheveled, and there is white foam at the corners of his lips. Additionally, due to his poor mental state, his voice sounds somewhat weak and lacking in energy

Zijin was disturbed by the rustling noise from outside and lifted her head. It was as if someone was using a high-pressure spray gun to shoot at the glass window, the curtain of rain growing thicker, drawing twisted and strange ripples on the transparent window. The gusts of wind roamed between the tall buildings of the city like a wild beast, roaring with a thunderous sound akin to that of a fierce tiger

You are truly mistaken. "I am standing here gracefully," Zi Jin said, "My surname is Sang."

"Renmin Road, Shifeng Tunnel entrance, please hurry and have someone bring the driver's license over," Zi Jin said quickly, "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm getting out of the car to take a look"

Where is my driver's license?" Zi Jin asked him in a low voice

Wencheng

Iris went upstairs with the medicine, while Zi Jin was about to return to the guest room when footsteps were heard at the door. Turning around, she saw Xiao Zhou entering with a stranger. Unable to avoid the situation, she stood still and smiled, nodding at Xiao Zhou. As for the other person, they likely wouldn't recognize her either; Xiao Zhi Yuan always had a multitude of secretaries and assistants, so others wouldn't find it unusual.

Madam Xiao—" the assistant couldn't help but exclaim

Xiao Zhou looked at Xiao Zhiyuan with difficulty and finally said hesitantly: "Today has been really busy, from morning till night, General Manager Xiao has been receiving clients and attending meetings. Originally, I planned to just sit for a while at the dinner party tonight and then leave..."

He was buttoning his shirt, and his movements slowed down. He almost thought he had misheard: "What?"

Only two people remained in the room. Xiao Zhiyuan seemed to know that his father wanted to speak with him alone. His expression was calm, and he was not anxious.

She handed the paper bag in her hand to Zijing and said, "Hurry up and change out of those wet clothes. You might end up with pneumonia."

She paused in silence for a moment, then smiled wryly: "Yes, I am sorry"

At this moment, he realized that the seat next to him was completely empty. He slowly opened his eyes, and the assistant leaned over and said, "President Xiao, she did not take this flight."

It will arrive soon

However, there are some individuals in this world who, regardless of the storms they face, whether in joy or sorrow, remain calm and composed. At least from Zijing's expression, one cannot discern any hint of being affected.

He noticed her gaze and glanced back at her, neither too lightly nor too heavily: "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

"Dad is fine." Xiao Zhiyuan sat up and patted the side of his bed, "Lele, would you like to take a nap with Dad?"

Please take the potion in for him," Zi Jin earnestly instructed, "Make sure he drinks it.

A heart still pounding, until someone knocked heavily on her car window, Zijing finally came to her senses. She rolled down the window, and a young man stood there, fuming, gesturing for her to get out of the car

"It's nothing," Xiao Zhiyuan advised, "In the evening, stay with them and try to enjoy yourselves as much as possible"

Zi Jin forced a smile and said softly, "Yes..." She straightened her posture and then realized her face was damp, likely from being frightened in her dream. Her heart was still racing, and she resentfully thought, that bastard Xiao Zhiyuan, not even letting her have peace in her dreams. While lost in these thoughts, the plane landed, and the time was 4:00 AM

He mumbled "busy" and then withdrew his head again

Zijin attempted to shake off his hand, but he held on tightly, cursing profusely. She had already been exhausted and busy all day, and after being scolded by him for half the time, her anger flared up. She forcefully shook him off and shouted, "Look clearly at the speed limit sign here! What was your speed at that time? Besides, I was changing lanes on a dashed line; you were speeding, and it's your own fault that your car got scratched!"

Is it really broken? She frowned—after four years of marriage, he usually called her "Zijin"; when he was angry, he called her "Sang Zijin"; when he was sarcastic, he called her "Madam Xiao"—yet he had never called her "Wife".

Xiao Zhiyuan finished his official business, and Zi Jin accompanied him in the car back to the hospital. It seemed that the discussions had gone smoothly; although he appeared weary, his spirits were exceptionally high.

Zi Jin cursed, "Bastard," and was about to get out of the car to check when she heard Xiao Zhiyuan on the phone saying, "Sang Zi Jin! Where are you?"

By the way, you should also take care of your health, otherwise Iris will call me to blame me again. She said you are still running a fever

The skin is icy cold, everything feels as if it has died.

After finishing his grooming, Xiao Zhiyuan emerged from the bathroom, looking completely revitalized—despite still wearing a wrinkled hospital gown, there was an inherent sharpness in his eyes. If it weren't for the occasional cough, Zijing would almost believe that he had fully recovered from his illness

Zijin took his temperature in the car, and he still had a fever. She looked at him with some concern and asked, "Does your chest hurt?"

"I have used it." Zi Jin was taken aback for a moment and said with a guilty conscience, "It works very well."

He fell silent, reaching out to rub his brow, his expression somewhat pained

Xiao Zhiyuan was awakened from his drowsiness by the light, and before he had fully opened his eyes, he instinctively reached out to the seat beside him and softly called out, "Zijin"

Oh? Aren't you Mr. Xiao's secretary? We have met before and even had drinks together. Miss Xia can hold her liquor, what a great capacity for alcohol!

His low growl reminded Zi Jin of the times when Le Le misbehaved, and she would scold her in the same way. Filled with grievances, she bit her lip and said: "Clearly, he was speeding! And yet he cursed so harshly! Just because he drives a Porsche, he thinks he's so impressive!"

He was increasingly uneasy, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Zi Jing stared at him in a daze, suddenly recalling that night when she had swallowed a great deal of pills. He rushed over, picked her up, and slapped her awake with a single blow, his gaze filled with a fear that was almost bright.

Xiao Zhiyuan was quite polite to her, curling the corners of his lips as he said: "Is there anything? Did you bring the clothes over?"

What’s wrong?" Zijing glanced at her somewhat awkwardly, "What’s so funny?"

Hmm. He answered ambiguously, or perhaps it was because he wasn't paying close attention to what she was saying, responding casually.

Hmm. Xiao Zhiyuan closed his eyes and after a while said, "Have Iris contact her, just say... Lele is looking for her"

"Have you not yet recovered from your fever?" she asked anxiously

Old Master Xiao waved his hand, signaling them to sit down, and handed the document in his hand to Xiao Zhiyuan: "Take a look."

His complexion was not good, showing a hint of pallor. Strands of hair fell down from his forehead, and there was still a trace of sweat. He had noticed his father's expression, yet his voice carried a sense of indifference and sarcasm as he changed the subject nonchalantly: "I will do my best regarding the acquisition, but some decisions will still face resistance without your support."

"Alright, this is not the time to assign blame," Elder Xiao said calmly. "Now, let's think about how we can make amends."

In the midst of the torrential rain, that person's eyes turned red, and in the next moment, they were about to rush over to strike someone

Knock knock knock

Without waiting for them to speak, she turned and left

It’s nothing. Zi Jin did not want him to detect anything unusual, "I need to make a copy of the driver's license. Have the assistant answer the phone."

"Do you really think your father is Li Gang?" Zi Jin sneered coldly. Although her height only reached the other person's shoulder, her gaze showed no sign of fear. Almost word for word, she said: "With such a broken car, I could afford to smash it!"

"Dad put it in the car, and I will give it to Lele tonight." Xiao Zhiyuan couldn't help but hug his little daughter; the little one felt soft in his arms. He gently brushed her hair and asked, "Did you listen to Grandpa's words?"

Fang Jialing's gaze was fixed on the smooth and polished surface of the elevator wall in front of her. She took a large sip of coffee, the white paper cup obscuring most of her expression, yet her tone was nonchalant, devoid of any emotion.

Such a significant oversight occurred; while it is true that I was not sufficiently perceptive, he certainly cannot bear the burden alone. Fortunately, the preliminary preparations were all overseen by Xiao Zhiyuan, and naturally, he intends to involve his younger brother. Thus, he returned to the company and decisively sought out his father.

"Mr. Dong, this way please, Mr. Xiao is in the conference room upstairs..." Xiao Zhou guided the client beside him towards the stairs, but unexpectedly, the person changed direction and walked straight towards Zi Jin.

"Go ahead," the old man waved his hand, "I will have a talk with Zhiyuan."

Zi Jin fell silent for a moment: "The rain is too heavy, shall we wait in the car? Whose responsibility it is will be determined clearly by the traffic police when they arrive"

The young man's arrogance had completely dissipated, and he turned to the traffic police officer, speaking incoherently: "Officer, he... he deliberately damaged... they... they need to compensate..."

He paused for a moment, not finishing that sentence... He was simply too afraid; when he received her call, he was terrified that she had been in a car accident. Fortunately, the hotel where the dinner was held was right at the intersection of Renmin Road, so he rushed over without even taking an umbrella, and only breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that she was safe and sound

She vaguely heard Chen Pan's last words and remembered that his illness had not yet improved. Throughout that evening, he had been coughing and his breathing was much heavier than usual, so she reached out her hand to touch his forehead.

The assistant blocked the reporter, and Xiao Zhengping sat in the back seat of the car, maintaining a dark expression throughout and saying nothing

Is it true?" Zi Jin said with a smile, "I will go and tell him that he should not bother you outside of the eight-hour work period, giving you time to properly pursue your romance.

The little one ran to Xiao Zhiyuan's side and timidly asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Let me think for a moment," the old man said, closing his eyes

The car drove out towards the hospital, heading continuously in the direction of the suburban area.

He answered the phone and whispered a few words to his daughter, miraculously stopping the little girl from crying, while a warm smile also appeared at the corners of his lips

"It is somewhat better than last night, but it hasn't completely subsided yet," the nurse comforted her, saying, "It is quite normal for the temperature to fluctuate during the first three days of pneumonia treatment; the infusion will help improve the condition."

A thin thread that had been tightly stretched in his heart finally loosened a bit, and Xiao Zhiyuan knew that his father had compromised. He should have felt happy, but for some reason, at this moment, he felt increasingly lonely

"It doesn't matter..." He wanted to dissuade her, but seeing her unusually resolute expression, he could only remain silent

The assistant and the driver both focused intently on the front, as if no one noticed the commotion behind. She was in his arms, having likely exhausted her strength, and gradually began to calm down.

The old man listened, pondering for a long time, his expression shifting somewhat, and his demeanor grew cold: "Are you trying to force me?"

The only possible explanation is that Guangchang has secretly reached an agreement with Guangke, and the deposit is merely a pretext, ultimately aimed at eliminating Wei from the competition

Zijin was somewhat nervous about his body, as if he were glancing at him several times to ascertain whether he might faint: "Aren't you going to the company?"

The last sentence was directed at that person, and the young man came to his senses and began to curse loudly again

She desperately tried to break free, but he held on too tightly, as if he were made of iron, leaving her no room to escape. "I'm sorry, Zijing, I just..."

The hot spring on the terrace is bubbling with steam, accompanied by bathrobes, slippers, as well as sake and wine cups, all perfectly arranged, facing the lush and dense forest scenery outside the window

Zi Jin rummaged through all the money in her bag and said, "Could you please help me book a ticket? The time is not important."

Should we use a card or cash

If it were a usual day, she would definitely pretend not to hear. ... But today ... ... Zijing decided to swallow her anger and reason with him: "Let's listen to the doctor's opinion; the doctor agrees, and I have no objections either"

Zi Jin shot him a glare and said, "Finish your discussion early and return to the hospital, I will wait for you in the guest room"

Old Master Xiao said in a calm voice: "Come to my place for a visit."

Zi Jin hesitated for a moment and said: "No."

She wearily sank onto the sofa, gazing out at the dark blue sky through the floor-to-ceiling window. After struggling for a long time, she finally got up to find the charger, connected it to her phone, and the green charging bar finally appeared on the screen. Almost simultaneously, the sounds of vibrations and text message notifications surged in like a tide. Zijing focused her eyes and saw that the entire screen was filled with messages from Iris.

"You seem quite at ease, are you no longer concerned about the matters of Guangchang Heavy Industry?" Xiao Zhengping snorted coldly

He raised his head in slight surprise and said with a half-smile, "What is there to be embarrassed about? Her salary is much higher than yours."

Without needing to say it explicitly, Iris is well aware that the two of them have had a falling out again. She tactfully said, "President Xiao is quite busy today, he has been in meetings all day."

Having been drenched by the rain, he has long since lost his temper. Moreover, with Xiao Zhiyuan by his side, no matter how harshly he scolds, Zijing remains numb, only wishing to conclude matters quickly and return home

The night before, I hardly slept, and during the day, I relied on coffee to stay awake. Zijing slept very soundly. It was not until early in the morning that she was awakened by the nurses making their rounds, and the lights in the ward were turned on brightly.

I and Xiao Zhiyuan?" Tong Jingshan exaggeratedly gasped, "How could I possibly be with him?"

Zijin took the paper bag, said thank you, and glanced at Xiao Zhiyuan. He had already changed into a blue and white striped hospital gown. Perhaps due to the slightly oversized clothing, his profile appeared even more gaunt and emaciated.

He was momentarily taken aback, sitting down abruptly on the muddy road, unable to speak

As they spoke, the car came to a stop. Iris stood at the entrance of Building 1 of the hot spring resort and quickly approached to greet them.

Oh. His mind gradually became clearer as he reached out to rub his brow, "Have we arrived?"

Zi Jin ultimately sat inside the car. Through the glass window, she saw the traffic police beginning to investigate the accident scene. Xiao Zhiyuan and his assistant, Xiao Zhou, stood in the rain, occasionally exchanging a few words with the traffic police. Finally, they gestured to her, signaling her to come out

What exactly happened

"It's nothing serious," he said dismissively

Oh. Zi Jin's gaze shifted away from the car ahead, paid the fare, pushed open the car door, and without looking back, strode towards the airport terminal

Who would have thought that in the morning, the Guangchang side held a press conference and suddenly announced a change in the bidding method, requiring each bidding unit to deposit 2 billion within 20 days. A deposit of 2 billion is not a difficult task; the challenge lies in the fact that Shangwei Zhonggong, as a publicly listed company, needs to obtain the approval and consent of the shareholders' meeting to mobilize such a large amount of funds. Moreover, convening a shareholders' meeting requires at least one month. At that moment, when Xiao Zhengping was at the press conference and heard this news, he instinctively glanced at Fang Jialing, who was also present. The calm and composed expression of the latter immediately made him realize that Guangke, also a listed company, had already made preparations.

"Mr. Xiao, should I go and call Mrs. Xiao?" The assistant hesitated for a moment

Zijin turned her head to take a look, and her little daughter, whom she had not seen for two or three days, was running over in a floral dress, her chubby legs moving quickly.