Later, Su Xia finally woke up, but her body became weaker and weaker. She even felt light when she walked with her feet up. Looking at her thinner and thinner self in the mirror, Su Xia began to doubt what they had done to herself.
But every day from morning to night, I didn't find anything unusual.
I just feel weak.
I feel like I'm anemic.
From time to time, Susha would feel dizzy.
Even sometimes I don't know how to faint.
"You can't go back to your grandfather. There's no one to take care of you. You stay with mommy. Mommy makes breakfast for you every day. Isn't that good?"
Su Xia eats the food Xia Yi makes for her every day. Every time Nan Mingzhu looks at her, she has a kind of hostile look. Even the man has the same look.
The family is too hypocritical.
Susha didn't want to stay.
"I must go back!" That day, bargaining with Xia Yi was fruitless. Su Xia lost her temper. She didn't eat lunch, so she ran upstairs.
Pack up and go home.
But at the door, several men stopped her, "Miss, you can't go now."
"Why can't you go! Make it clear. " Susha looked at the man, who was frightened by her aggressive air, and could not help but be a little afraid.
"To tell you the truth, Susha, I want you to marry my son." Xia Yi is wearing a black dress with wavy curly hair.
"You want to be with Mommy, don't you? As long as you marry the son of the count, you can still be with mommy
Xia Yi embraces Su Xia and persuades him there.
Su Xia was a little confused. When she saw the man, he had an evil face. His eyes were blue, very blue.
The facial features have the appearance of a European man.
The body is slender.
"This is my stepson, Nan Mingyi. How about it? It's very handsome, Su Xia. We can cultivate our feelings slowly. We like you very much."
"But I don't like him."
Looking into his eyes, Susha would think of the beast she saw in the dark.
Step by step, the man walked in, took her by the shoulder and held her in his arms.
"Since you have pulled me out of hell, you are mine from today on."
After the neck was patted by others, Su Xia suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Mu Han's concerned eyes, "what's the matter? What's wrong with you? "
"No
Su Xia shook her head. She fell asleep just now.
"If you're tired, go to my lounge and lie down for a while. I don't want to hear employees get injured at work."
Su Xia shook her hand. "Chief editor, I'm ok. Maybe I went to bed late yesterday."
Mu Han is happy in his heart.
She really wants to say, Madame, you are good to serve the boss, so we all have a way to live.
Su Xia rubbed her temple and narrowed her eyes.
Recently, my head always seems to hurt badly.
It seems that after the last injury, I've had such a sharp tingling until now.
Is it a sequela?
"My God, Mu Wan died in a car accident?"
All of a sudden, there was a sensation around. Su Xia sat there listening to the colleague's comments. The office was originally a place where gossip was popular. If there was a little disturbance, it would become a disaster.
I took out my cell phone and took a look at the news.
It's a picture of Mu Wan pushing an ambulance under a white cloth.
Muwan died in a car accident.
Is it Gu Jinnian
Because of the sudden appearance of Nan Mingyi, Su Xia gets up and goes to the bathroom to wash her face. Before she goes in, she hears the voice of a phone call.
"You don't know. I saw Susha out with her lover today, kiss."
"Ah, her husband caught the traitor later."
"Yes, on the surface, she is quiet, but on the back, she is really coquettish."
"But his lover is so handsome, and he looks rich, you know? Every garment on Su Xia's body is limited edition.... "
It's Xu Yu.
Susha has a headache.
He kicked open the bathroom door.
The woman saw the appearance of Su Xia, holding the mobile phone for a moment grew up mouth, "how are you here?"
"If you want to say it, just say it in front of me. I'll hear if there's something to correct." Su Xia's tone is indifferent, but Xu Yu is aware of Su Xia's face.
Xu Yu hung up her mobile phone, but she didn't know how much she heard. Now she explained, "Su Xia, you misunderstood me. I'm just telling my friend about Muwan."
"I misunderstood you?" Su Xia walked over and said, "I heard it all at once. You know the sound insulation effect of this company is not very good."
Xu Yu's shoulder trembled for a while, and then listened to Su Xia's voice, "Xu Yu, actually I hate gossip women. In the past, you lent me some clothes, and I didn't care about it with you, but today, if I don't care, it seems that I can't do it."
"I didn't mean to speak ill of you, Susha."
"Explain it to me immediately, otherwise, you can try my fist to see if you are famous or I am famous tomorrow!"
"I'll explain it to you right away."
Xu Yu felt her mobile phone and pressed the number there.
Susha stares at her and turns away.
She is a black belt of Taekwondo.
It's more than enough to hit a woman.
After 18 years old, Su Xia learned it specially, because she was afraid of those things when she was 18 years old, so she couldn't protect herself.
Susha shook her head, trying to forget these things.
Turn to the office.
"Su Xia, your husband is so romantic. Look, 999 roses are for you."
Susha looks at the flowers in the office.
She said to Gu Jinnian that she would not be so conspicuous in the company. Gu Jinnian certainly would not do that. Who is that?
"Hello, Miss Su, please sign for it."
Susha hastily signed a few words on it.
Then she pulled the girl who had sent it back, "who sent this flower?"
"We don't know about this. You can see the card in it. It was written by a gentleman himself."
Susha goes over and takes out the card.
——- your husband
Su Xia read Gu Jinnian's pen, this word is not his.
Is... Nanmingyi.
Su Xia's eyes sank.
"Wait a minute, you can take these out for me and lose them." Su Xia looked at the workers and blocked their way. "It's too inconvenient to put these things down in the office. Please help me to lose all the flowers.
The girl looked at her puzzled, "Miss Su, how much this flower represents the heart, is it not good to lose it?"
"If it doesn't affect the second sale, you can take it back and sell it to the next customer."
"This is impossible. The bouquet represents a person's feelings towards a person. This kind of feelings are conveyed through the beautiful bouquet. We can't take things with other people's feelings any more..."