Xia Qixiang thinks Shen Yueping has a point.

So I decided not to change it, just to redecorate it.

After washing, Xia Qixiang changed his clothes in the dressing room, went downstairs and took a few bites, then left the house.

When he got on the bus, the driver opened the door for him. He felt dizzy when he went in. When he raised one foot, the whole person shook and the driver held him.

"Are you all right, Mr. Xia?"

"It's OK. Don't make a fuss." Xia Qixiang waved his hand, and the driver did not dare to say more.

Xia Qixiang leaned back in his chair and soon fell asleep.

When he got to the downstairs of the company, the driver called him, then he opened his eyes and got out of the car.

As usual, Xia Qixiang walked to his office. His secretary stood up from his seat to greet him. He waved.

"Mr. Xia, would you like tea or coffee?"

The Secretary didn't see Xia Qixiang's abnormality. Xia Qixiang took a look at the Secretary, then shook his head with a deep face.

The smile on the corner of the Secretary's mouth faded away. When he was stunned, he saw that Xia Qixiang didn't look at her again. He went straight into his office and closed the door tightly.

"Mr. Xia is in a bad mood today?" The Secretary asked the driver.

The driver shook his head. "Maybe he's worried too much about his family recently."

Since it's a family matter, the secretary is not easy to ask too many questions, so he sits down and does his own business.

They don't know. As soon as Xia Qixiang enters his office, he locks the door and strides to the bathroom in his office. As soon as he opens the bathroom door, a mouthful of blood sprays into the sink.

He held the washing table, looked at the bloody red in the white wash basin in disbelief, opened his eyes, and finally looked at himself in the mirror, the corner of his mouth was still bloody.

As soon as he was in the car, he actually felt uncomfortable in his chest. Later, his mouth smelled of blood.

But he was afraid to be seen by the driver.

It's not just about the family, it's about the company.

How could he vomit blood?

He can't get sick.

And he's been strong all these years.

Xia Qixiang does not want to believe that he is ill, but hematemesis should not be a good sign.

He turned on the tap, washed the sink clean with water, and then took a paper towel to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Back on the sofa, he sat for a long time, finally took out his cell phone and dialed a phone.

Ye Chengzheng and Xia Youning are in the greenhouse. Each of them holds a small watering can to water the plants.

The flower house was originally used to put roses, but now it has become an ordinary flower house. There are all kinds of flowers and plants. Spring is coming. The light in the flower house is very good, and the flowers and plants grow well.

Ye Cheng and Xia Yuning are watering the flowers while enjoying the happiness they get along with.

Ye Cheng takes a small spout and bumps it gently into the spout in Xia Youning's hand.

"Why did you bump into my watering can?" Xia Youning asked mischievously.

"Didn't you find anything?" Ye Cheng said while he was still using the small spout in his hand to hit the spout of Xia Youning.

Xia Youning looked at it a few times, and then said, "your watering can is just like you."

"What do you mean..." Ye Cheng was confused.

"Like to stick to me..." Xia Youning blushed.

"You... Really..." Ye Cheng didn't know what to say. He couldn't laugh or cry.

"Am I right?" Xia Youning's eyes are wide open.

"Yes, you are." Ye Cheng plays Xia you Ning's brain door for a while, "little fool!"

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