"Hello uncle, I was too rushed today and didn't bring anything for you." Xu Mo said embarrassedly as she saw her empty hands.
Si Yu walked over and pulled Xu Mo to the side of the bed and said, "Alright, there's no need to be polite."
Xu Mo saw that there were recently bought handfuls of handfuls on the table. Thinking that Uncle Zuo was the one who liked the handfuls the most, he automatically requested permission and said: "Uncle, let me go wash the handfuls for you." With that, he took the bag and left.
Si Yu shook his head and asked. There was everything in the room, what was Xu Mo going to do? As expected, Xu Mo searched around but couldn't find a tap, so she couldn't possibly wash it in the bathroom.
"Look, that girl is so miserable." Zhou Lang turned around the corner, and Xu Mo heard a nurse's voice.
Xu Mo looked towards the direction the nurse was looking at, and saw the back of a short-haired girl sitting on a wheelchair.
Another nurse said, "Yes, she's still so young and has a boyfriend who loves her so much. How could she have such an illness?" With that, he let out a long sigh. This was how the hospital was, welcoming the arrival of life here, and also witnessing the demise of life. There were too many stories that made people cry.
"There's no place to wash the fruit." Xu Mo complained as she entered the door.
Si Yu smiled and said, "It's in the room. I'm telling you not to listen."
Not long later, Si Yu's mother also came. Ever since Zuo Maocheng had woken up, he had needed someone to accompany him.
Si Yu's mother told Si Yu and Xu Mo to go out and play.
Inside the car, "Where's Lin Fengxuan?" Si Yu asked curiously. He couldn't tell whether Xu Mo was good or bad from her appearance.
Xu Mo held onto the steering wheel with one hand and said indifferently: "Let's go."
"Where to?"
"I don't know. He's probably hiding again. Is this man planning on hiding from me for the rest of his life?"
"I don't think he was deliberately avoiding you this time." Si Yu consoled.
"No matter what, he disappeared once again. Si Yu, let's go drink." Xu Mo said.
This was the first time Si Yu realized that Xu Mo was so good at drinking. In Xiao Yichen's car, Xu Mo had already lost consciousness and was still yelling about wanting to drink.
Xiao Yichen looked through the rearview mirror and frowned as he looked at Si Yu, "What the hell is going on? How could the two of you go to a bar and drink so much?"
Seeing Xiao Yichen's angry face, Si Yu softly explained, "Xu Mo's mood is not very good today."
Through the rearview mirror, Xiao Yichen looked at the drunk Xu Mo and said, "Even normal men wouldn't be able to accept people like her, much less Lin Fengxuan."
"Don't say that to Xu Mo." Si Yu immediately retorted.
"Is what I said wrong? I brought you along to fool around in university." Xiao Yichen said angrily.
Without waiting for Si Yu to speak, Xu Mo suddenly sat up straight, pointed at Xiao Yichen and said: "I don't have any, it was you who led Si Yu astray, and you are not allowed to talk about my Lin Fengxuan."
Xu Mo was completely drunk, but she subconsciously heard Xiao Yichen's words and retorted, but the reaction time was a little long.
Xiao Yichen helplessly said "crazy woman" and did not speak anymore.
Seeing that Xiao Yichen had stopped talking, Xu Mo obediently leaned on Si Yu's body.
"Si Yu, my heart hurts. It hurts." Xu Mo stammered.
Xu Mo's voice was neither loud nor clear, but both Si Yu and Xiao Yichen heard it. Looking at each other through the rearview mirror, they felt that they were more fortunate than Xu Mo and the rest.
Inside the sickroom, Warmth was making a call. Seeing that Lin Fengxuan came over, he hung up the phone.
Lin Fengxuan smiled as he walked over to the bed and placed a bunch of snow lotuses into a vase. The language of the snow lotuses was: The newborn, pure heart, in Europe, is treated as a flower that comes in spring. When it blooms on the pasture, it is as if the earth is welcoming the spring. Therefore, its flowery language is "rebirth."
"Who?" After inserting the flower, he sat down on the bed and looked at the warm and gentle girl as he asked.
Warmth glanced at the snow lotus and replied, "It's Nuan Xi, he's coming back."
Nuan Xi was a very famous doctor in the United States. Unfortunately, he studied orthopedic, so he couldn't help to warm up.
Seeing that Lin Fengxuan's mental state was not very good, he warmly held Lin Fengxuan's hands and said: "Ever since you came back, I feel that my body has become better."
"We should have accompanied you back to treat your illness." Lin Fengxuan said regretfully.
Warmth shook his head. "I already have no way to repeat what happened in the past. Now that you're by my side, I'm already satisfied."
"Warm, I love you." Lin Fengxuan stood up and pressed a kiss on his warm forehead.
"Xuan, I promise you, I will carry this hope and live on." During this time, Lin Fengxuan accompanied her by his side. Her desire to live was growing stronger and stronger, and she would do his best to fight for Lin Fengxuan and the sickness.
Time flew by quickly. After knowing that Xu Mo, sher mother and her grandmother had gone abroad to live for a while, Si Yu was finally relieved. People always came out, even if Lin Fengxuan was a little interested in Xu Mo, he wouldn't treat her like this.
Zhuang Xuan, dressed in a silver grey suit that was custom-made by hand from Italy, was standing in front of the window. He had come to China for almost a month, and had come for Zuo Siyu in the first place, but had never thought that she would be married. However, he could not help himself but to investigate any news regarding Si Yu.
Thump! Thump! "At the knock on the door, Zhuang Xuan turned around and returned to his desk. After he spoke, a woman wearing a silver white suit walked in, she was very tall, only half a head shorter than Zhuang Xuan, her hair was neatly tied behind her head, on her hand was a white gold bracelet with Tiffany on it. On the ring finger of her left hand was her diamond ring.
Iman's full name was Iman. Frietina, Anglo-Russian, snow-white skin, high nose and blue eyes, and famous actress Natalie. Portman was very similar to Zhuang Xuan. He was the assistant that Zhuang Xuan brought from England and was in charge of Zhuang Xuan's work life. Iman was three years older than Zhuang Xuan, and was already thirty years old. She was already the mother of two children, and her husband was the chief designer of Tiffany, so all her accessories were all provided by her husband.
"Earhart, this is the date for the party." Iman walked over to the front of the table with her silvery-white water diamond high heels and handed over the folder in her hands to Zhuang Xuan.
Zhuang Xuan looked at the woman in the photo and frowned: I don't like this woman.
"Ok, I'll go and prepare it for you." With that, Iman took the folder and turned to leave.
"Call me Zhuang Xuan next time, and don't pick a female companion. The party will start in a few hours, come with me." Zhuang Xuan said.
Iman revealed a professional smile and said: "Ok, Mr. Zhuang Xuan."
Zhuang Xuan nodded in satisfaction. One must know that Iman was the most capable assistant under her father.
Iman had three assistants under her command. At three in the afternoon, one of the assistants reminded Iman to go and change her clothes. Iman revealed a soul-stirring smile towards her assistant, and then stepped on her high heels to enter the Public Relations' dressing room. There were a lot of people in the dressing room. Today, there was a series of advertisements that needed to be shot from within the company.
Iman saw that the changing room was completely covered with clothes, and in front of so many people, she immediately took off his clothes and revealed a set of scarlet colored undergarments. This color of the undergarments was extremely difficult to see, but when worn on Iman's body it was extremely beautiful, it had an extremely alluring aura, and that body was simply comparable to a supermodel. Under the dumbstruck gaze of the crowd, Iman changed into a formal dress and put on makeup. She pursed her red lips that was bewitching, and left the dressing room, leaving everyone in a mess. Iman was truly a beauty among beauties, her bones revealing the nobility and elegance of a British woman, and the sexiness of a Russian beauty.
Yman punctually appeared in Zhuang Xuan's office. He saw that Zhuang Xuan had changed into a black suit, instead of a tie, he wore a bow tie. Eman gracefully held onto Zhuang Xuan's arm. The car had been waiting for them at the company's entrance for a long time, so they got in while everyone was watching.
The car stopped in front of the most famous hotel in city A, Zhuang Xuan noble got off, the moment she got off, Iman quickly took off the ring finger on his left hand and put it into her bag. She was wearing a peacock blue diamond clothes and there was no doubt that she would be the center of attention, all the women in the party would pale in comparison under her light.
Si Yu also came to today's party together with Xiao Yichen. It was a business gathering like this, where there was a general director for every industry. Si Yu wanted to get to know each other so that they could work together in the future.
Today, Si Yu was very low-key and wore a light pink dress. Amongst all his female companions, if one didn't look at his face, they wouldn't notice anything special.
While Iman was holding onto Zhuang Xuan and talking and laughing, Si Yu did not notice Zhuang Xuan, because her gaze had always been on Xiao Yichen and the two of them were inseparable.
Iman raised a glass of red wine, and seemingly unconsciously looked in Si Yu's direction, and said to Zhuang Xuan, "That is the girl that you like?"
Zhuang Xuan also looked in Si Yu's direction and replied, "It's her." His gaze was still fixed on Si Yu.
"But she already has a husband." Iman said somewhat regretfully.
Zhuang Xuan shook his head and said: "Her husband doesn't treat her well."
Iman stared at Si Yu and Xiao Yichen, saying, "I see that they love each other a lot, and that girl also loves her husband a lot."
Hearing Iman's words, Zhuang Xuan felt a little lonely, and shifted his gaze away from Si Yu.
Seeing Zhuang Xuan's reaction, Iman smiled and said: "Thinking back to when I was in love with my ex-husband, but afterwards, he fell in love with an Irish woman, and I met his current husband."
Iman's words seemed to give Zhuang Xuan hope that Xiao Yichen was involved with that woman called Xu Liwei. Zhuang Xuan actually hoped that he and Si Yu were like Iman and her husband, although they had experienced many twists and turns, but still found each other.
"I want to get to know that beautiful Oriental girl." Iman smiled as she looked at Zhuang Xuan, asking for his approval.
Zhuang Xuan nodded his head, causing Iman to grin, and blinked his sexy eyes at Zhuang Xuan, then held onto his captivating red wine cup, and walked towards Si Yu.
"Hello, Miss Zuo Siyu." Iman raised her red lips and greeted Si Yu in a friendly manner.
Si Yu was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "Hello, may I ask who you are?"
Iman reached out her hand in a friendly manner, introducing herself: "Iman, soft representative."
Si Yu also reached out his hand and politely shook Iman's hand, "Miss Iman is so beautiful, she reminded me of Natalie. "Portman." Si Yu humorously said that for Si Yu who had lived in Britain before, there were no obstacles in his communication with Iman.
"Si Yu is too kind." Iman replied.
Seeing that someone had come over to talk with Si Yu, Xiao Yichen walked over from afar and looked at Xiao Yichen at the same time. When their gazes met, the two of them smiled and nodded.
"Your husband is very handsome." Iman said to Si Yu Si Yu and even mischievously winked at him.
At first glance, Xiao Yichen did not give Iman a wrong impression, but for some baffling reason, Xiao Yichen did not like Iman a lot.
"This is?" Xiao Yichen asked Si Yu with a polite smile on his face.
"This is Miss Iman, the representative of Sentinel." Si Yu introduced him to Xiao Yichen.
Iman opened her red lips and said gracefully: "Mr Xiao, Miss Siyu, I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first." After saying that, she gracefully turned around and walked towards Zhuang Xuan.
Si Yu looked at Iman's back and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "She's really too beautiful."
"I'm not as beautiful as you." Xiao Yichen wrapped his arm around Si Yu's waist and whispered into his ear.