Xuanyi boss, she won in a wealthy family

Chapter 87 [87] Stomach cancer

[Why didn't you go home? 】

Ling Qi thought for a while, he should be talking about the room in Yunmeng Qinghe Community, she hasn't told him about her coming here for the exam.

I tapped my phone and sent back a message.

[The Olympiad provincial competition has started, the school arranged for us to live in the competition apartment, and I just saw your news after the exam. 】

As soon as the message was sent, a video invitation popped up over there.

Ling Qi chuckled and leaned against the bed with her arms propped up.

connected.

The screen on the phone switched, and the man in the screen seemed to be eating something, and the heat instantly blurred the lens.

After the water vapor dissipated, Ling Qi realized that the man's hair was all wet, and he was still wearing a bathrobe.

Probably because the straps were not fastened, the bathrobe fell apart, exposing most of his chest.

It looks like he just took a shower.

The background is the study.

He lowered his head, not knowing what document he was signing.

Ling Qi watched with great interest, sat up, turned on the computer, changed the code on the computer to the background, and transferred the video from the mobile phone to the computer.

The man's open chest suddenly doubled in size.

Much clearer.

Ling Qi licked her lips, reached out to pick up the water glass from the bedside and took a sip, the sip was so violent that she trembled.

"cold water?"

Huo Fengyi's voice suddenly came through the video, Ling Qi glanced at him, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what emotion was brewing.

Ling Qi subconsciously didn't want to admit it: "It's not cold water, it's hot."

"..."

When the chest moved away from the camera, Huo Fengyi's face instantly enlarged. He picked up the phone and put it in front of him, staring at Ling Qi motionlessly.

Just when Ling Qi thought he was about to suffer from some kind of illness, he said: "Lying, it's just cold water, not even a hot breath."

"..."

Ling Qi was speechless.

It turned out that he was staring at the cup just now.

"I said, young master, why are you taking a bath at noon?"

Huo Fengyi was silent for a while.

Without answering, he asked, "Why do you look so bad, and you don't feel well?"

Ling Qi turned on the phone camera and took a look at herself. Her stomach had already recovered, and her complexion had recovered a lot.

She retorted: "What's wrong with my face?"

Huo Fengyi frowned: "It's as white as paint, do you think I'm a blind liar?"

Qi Ming felt that she was fine when he was face to face with her, but he could still feel that her face was not good through the screen.

Ling Qi stretched out a hand to put on her eyes, feeling a bad sense of satisfaction in her heart, she raised her lips and smiled: "It's okay, I just had hypoglycemia."

"How long is the game?"

Before Ling Qi asked, she took out her mobile phone and looked for the competition documents Ji Ting had sent her. After a while, she answered, "Three days."

"It took so long for the test?"

"En." Ling Qi nodded, "Today's provincial competition ends at eleven o'clock. The results will be released the day after tomorrow, and No. [-] Middle School is going to wait here to announce the results the day after tomorrow."

"Eleven o'clock?" Huo Fengyi paused and glanced at the time, "Did you hand in the paper early?"

Ling Qi raised her eyebrows, and was about to say that I was amazing, when Huo Fengyi said in a disconcerting voice: "Did you faint because of hypoglycemia and was carried out?"

"..."

Ling Qi took a deep breath, if she didn't see him handsome, she would definitely throw face at this man.

Huo Fengyi suddenly changed the subject: "Send me the location."

Ling Qi raised her eyebrows, and sent it without any hesitation.

Huo Fengyi looked down at the phone, but his eyes were no longer on her. He should have gone to look at the location map.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, Huo Fengyi set his eyes on her again.

He frowned.

"The competition apartment has a history of decades. The conditions there are not good, the food is too bad, and it is a place for capitalists to make profits. Don't live there."

A capitalist, Ling Qi thought silently, isn't he a capitalist himself, isn't this a form of scolding himself?
"Where am I going to live if I'm not here?"

"I have a residence not far from there." Huo Fengyi opened the door of the study, and said something, Bai Yuan appeared at the door, and he came back a few minutes later, picked up the phone again, "I'll send someone to The key is given to you, you live there, and someone will cook for you."

Ling Qi noticed that his bathrobe was tied tightly, it should have been tied just before he went out to meet Bai Yuan.

"Isn't it good to be special?"

She tilted her head, worried on her mouth but winked at the camera on her face, very playful.

Raising his hand and looking at his watch, Huo Fengyi said, "They'll be here in about 10 minutes. I'll call your teacher and tell you."

"Ah."

Ling Qi responded, didn't say any more, and hung up the video.

After the video was hung up, Ling Qi frowned suddenly. She clutched her stomach and sighed.

It's killing me.

About 10 minutes later, Huo Fengyi sent a message, Ling Qi grabbed her phone and computer and went downstairs.

"Miss Ling, I was called by the Second Young Master. My surname is Ji."

The person who came was wearing a serious suit, as if he had just rushed over from the conference room.

"Mr. Ji, hello." Ling Qi bowed slightly.

He couldn't stand Ling Qi's thanks, so he waved his hands quickly: "Let's get in the car, I'll take you to the Second Young Master's residence."

Ling Qi nodded and got into the car.

The accommodation is a hotel, five-star.

Ling Qi raised her eyebrows, hotel?
The man led Ling Qi to the top floor: "Miss Ling, the Second Young Master lives on this floor every time he comes here. Here are the elevator cards and room cards. I'll prepare a meal and bring it to you in a while. You can rest first."

After speaking, the man left.

Ling Qi took the card and swiped it on the door, the door opened, she entered and looked around.

The hollow skylight reflects the clear sky. Although it is the top floor of the hotel, the decoration in the room is simple and elegant. The furniture reveals the texture of golden nanmu, without the slightest feeling of a hotel.

The phone rang again, and a video invitation came from it.

"Reached?"

Ling Qi wandered around the room with her mobile phone, pulled open the curtains on the balcony, and made jokes: "It's so hidden, is this the place where you keep your little lover?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ling Qi frowned in confusion: "I can't just wander around here. If I see a pink underwear thrown in the corner later, it will be a shock."

Huo Fengyi sighed: "Ling Qi."

"hold head high?"

Ling Qi blinked at the camera, and in an instant, all her cunning turned into innocence.

He said, "No."

Ling Qi frowned: "I seem to hear the voice of Pantao."

Huo Fengyi bent down, picked up the golden retriever from the ground, and shook it at the camera.

Ling Qi glanced left and right and said, "You're getting fat."

"Ah."

Uh fart, she has only been walking for a day, how can it get fat.

Seeing her excited, Pantao yelped a few times, scratching her paws to reach for the phone.

Huo Fengyi held the phone a little far away, not letting it touch it: "In addition to eating and sleeping, I hum all day long, running here and there, running around, it's so annoying."

"I'm bothered to let it go into the study, just drive it downstairs."

"..."

Huo Fengyi frowned, as if he was considering the feasibility of this approach, but after a few seconds he said, "No."

"Then what should I do, I want you to send the dog over, so I can keep it for a few days?"

"this is mine."

"All right, all right," Ling Qi didn't argue with him, "Then you just continue to bear it."

"..."

After hanging up the video, Ling Qi glanced at the time, it has been more than 20 chats.

She actually spent 10 minutes chatting with him, what a waste of life No.1.

The man in a suit surnamed Ji brought up the food, which was delicious and delicious, but Ling Qi only drank half a bowl of soup.

Finding the bedroom, Ling Qi pulled off the quilt, wrapped herself up casually, and fell asleep.

In the afternoon, woken up by the alarm clock, Ling Qi took a taxi to the hospital.

Check it out.

Well, stomach cancer.

(End of this chapter)