Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

"Cecilia, I appreciate your invitation. But..."

Xia Chutang expressed her thoughts: "I want to make skin care products based on traditional Chinese medicine. If we have the opportunity, we can launch a joint series."

Cecilia and Xia Chutang have communicated about this matter several times.

Xiachutang always insists on making products with "national sentiments".

Rejected the olive branch offered by Cecilia.

Cecilia nodded, admiring her eyes: "No wonder Dr. Lu is so in love with you."

Cecilia feels inferior to Xia Chutang's original intention of making skin care products.

The environment in which Cecilia grew up made it impossible for her to understand what Xia Chutang calls "national sentiment."

However, even so, she also knew that Xia Chutang put making money second when making traditional Chinese medicine skin care products.

The good-natured Cecilia suddenly mentioned Lu Chengyuan, which made Xia Chutang a little embarrassed.

Just as she was about to end the topic, Cecilia continued: "Do you still remember how many days I stayed at the Lu family?"

Xia Chutang nodded and chuckled: "Of course, how could I forget this?"

"I stayed for a few days, and Grandma Lu persuaded Dr. Lu for a few days, hoping that he could give me a chance to let us get in touch with each other. But... he refused."

Cecilia showed regret and looked at Xia Chutang: "Do you know why?"

"Uh-" Xia Chutang subconsciously looked at Song Xu's position.

"Dr. Lu said that he would not consider anyone else except you."

"..."

Noticing the girl's narrowness, Cecilia smiled and said: "However, your choice is also very good. To be honest, I really envy you. Such two outstanding men have a soft spot for you."

"That's because our sweet babies are excellent themselves."

Song Xu saw off the last few guests and strode over.

Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged Xia Chutang's slender waist, and Song Xu nodded slightly: "You must be Cecilia. I have heard your name for a long time, and thank you for your attendance and help today."

In just a few words, Cecilia instantly felt the oppression of this young man.

It's different from Lu Chengyuan's indifference.

This man named Song Xu is extremely powerful.

As soon as he appeared, he seemed to have an aura that made everyone kneel down and surrender immediately.

Cecilia nodded politely: "Mr. Song, you're welcome. Well, Xia Chutang, I'll leave first. Goodbye."

"Okay. Goodbye." Xia Chutang waved goodbye.

Ding - After the elevator closed, Song Xu locked the elevator directly.

Xia Chutang's eyes widened, "Why did you lock the elevator so that no one else could use it?"

"This elevator is for our exclusive use. It's up to us whether to lock it or not."

Song Xu completed the operation with one hand.

The other hand that was always embedded in the girl's waist pulled her to him.

"Now, it's just you and me here. Mrs. Song."

"...what madam."

Xia Chutang's face instantly turned red and she complained: "This name makes me feel like I am more than ten years older."

"What's that called?"

Song Xu turned off the elevator and started running. He freed his hand to hold the girl's other hand, and gently kissed the ring on that finger, his eyes burning: "Wife?"

"Song Xu! Don't be crazy."

Xia Chutang was so embarrassed that she almost died, and her cheeks were as hot as if she had a high fever.

"I'm not crazy, I'm happy."

Song Xu lowered his head and stared at the peach-faced girl, and raised the corners of his lips: "Today, I can finally declare to everyone with integrity that Tianbao is mine, and you are mine."

Xia Chutang: "..."

"Song Xu...can you...um!"

Before Xia Chutang could finish speaking, her lips were forcefully sealed.

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"Today Xia Chutang invited all the celebrities in the circle."

Song Ai put down the phone and looked very ugly: "Awei, unplug the phone line!"

Song Ai didn't know how many calls she received throughout the morning.

It was all friends from the wife circle in the industry who came to ask why Song Ai didn't go to the "Chu Tang Clothing" press conference.

Song Ai replied that she was feeling unwell.

But in fact, she didn't receive the invitation at all.

"Li Wei, after so long, the woman is not dead, her daughter is not dead, and even the little bitch is fine."

Not only is the whole family safe, Xia Chutang has officially entered the above circle with the help of her high-end clothing studio.

Song Ai stared at her son and asked, "You listened to your father and stopped taking action, right?"

"Mom, I have already told my father that I will definitely deal with these three people."

Li Wei also looked anxious and explained: "But the old woman followed Pu Xian and ran away to who knows where. She never came home. We squatted in the yard for so long and didn't see anyone."

"As for the woman Li Hui, she lives in the compound and rarely goes out. We used our connections and the people sent through the street office couldn't get close to her."

Li Wei also felt particularly frustrated when he mentioned this.

I used to think it was easy to get rid of someone.

Unexpectedly, this time it was so difficult that I doubted my life.

Song Ai snorted and said, "What about Xia Chutang? She is holding a fashion conference with great fanfare, but you didn't do anything?"

"Let's do it. But..."

Li Wei looked at his watch and frowned: "I don't know what's going on, there's been no news."

"You are really..." Song Ai coughed angrily when she heard this answer.

Soon, a sweet smell rushed out of Song Ai's throat.

Song Ai spat out a mouthful of blood, and her whole body felt bad: "I...I vomited blood? Ah Wei, how could I vomit blood? Am I going to die? Am I going to die? Ah——"

In extreme panic, Song Ai screamed and fainted.

"Mom!" Li Wei hurriedly called someone and quickly sent Song Ai to the hospital.

Li Changye heard that his wife was vomiting blood and was unconscious, so he rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible.

"Dr. Zhou, what's wrong with my wife?"

"Ms. Song's cancer cells have metastasized and her condition is very bad now."

The attending physician looked solemn, shook his head and sighed: "We can only intervene and treat."

"No, didn't you say that since we arrived early, we have a high chance of recovery? How could this happen?" Li Changye asked angrily.

"No one can guarantee anything about this disease."

The doctor explained with some embarrassment: "Under normal circumstances, patients like your wife will recover with early treatment. However... there are also some patients who are mentally afraid of the disease and worry too much, which will worsen the condition."

Having said this, the doctor carefully asked: "How is your mood lately, Madam? Are you angry because of anything? Or are you too worried about your health?"

When Li Changye heard the doctor's question, he instantly slumped down in his chair, his eyes empty.

Recently, he and Song Ai had quarreled many times over the "Zhao Lanyun" issue.

Even during this period of time, Li Nagano deliberately excused himself from meetings and rarely went home.

If there is anything "on my mind" about my wife that aggravates her condition, it must be this.

Seeing that Li Changye had no intention of replying, the doctor couldn't say much. He only said: "We will try our best to treat your wife, don't worry."

After the doctor left, Li Wei stared at his father who was holding his head in pain and asked coldly: "Are you satisfied now?"

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