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Jiang Chenghui laughed dryly: "It's not that simple, I might have lost all my work on the construction site."

Ning Xiang opened his mouth and was about to say something when the takeaway arrived.

He hung up the phone and turned to get the takeaway. After Ning Xiang left, Jiang Chenghui's gaze chased after him, staring straight at the empty door, the thoughts in his mind were still chaotic and complicated.

Ning Xiang went downstairs, thinking about what happened next.

Jiang Chenghui's guess was really good, that woman would come to trouble him soon.

But because she had scruples in her heart, she didn't dare to do anything openly. She could only make Jiang Chenghui lose his job on the construction site, and by the way, the things in the studio were also messed up, and then find some gangsters to continue to harass. That's all.

But it was also because of her actions that Jiang Chenghui was given a chance to soar into the sky.

All I can say is that it is time.

As someone who has been there, Ning Xiang naturally feels that he has a relaxed mind and a bright future, but he also understands that for Jiang Chenghui, he has just suffered a heavy blow, and he will never be able to relax.

It was only when he was really in it that he deeply felt the tension and uncertainty—even if he knew the future.

He was even more trembling because he was afraid of affecting the future.

Ning Xiang also knew that with Jiang Chenghui's ability, no matter what kind of predicament he encountered, he would definitely be able to stand up in the end.

He was also afraid that because of his relationship, Jiang Chenghui's road to success would be more uncertain.

The only thing he can do now is to wait patiently, waiting for the woman to present the opportunity to her.

Ning Xiang dared to act only when the time came.

Ning Xiang came back with the takeaway, stood by the door, tried to show a cheerful smile, and then opened the door to go in.

He turned on the light casually, and the darkness in the room was swept away.

Jiang Chenghui was still half leaning on the hospital bed with a gloomy expression.

Ning Xiang didn't care, he hurriedly set up the small table on the hospital bed, brought out the hot porridge, two pancakes and a few boiled eggs.

Jiang Chenghui probably couldn't eat the oily pancakes, so Ning Xiang put them in front of him, and then handed over the porridge and boiled eggs.

"Eat something while it's hot, I guess you haven't eaten anything these days." He didn't know how to persuade him, so he just pushed the white porridge in front of Jiang Chenghui foolishly.

Jiang Chenghui didn't speak or move, he just stared at the bowl of white porridge.

"That..." Ning Xiang cleared his throat, "I remember telling you, my own mother also passed away when I was very young."

"I was less than a year old at that time, and I don't even remember her appearance." Ning Xiang lowered his head and poked the pancake in front of him with his chopsticks. The married stepmother is particularly worrying."

Jiang Chenghui finally raised his head slowly.

"She doesn't like me. I never show it, but I just know it."

"When I was young, maybe five or six years old, I can't remember exactly." Ning Xiang looked at the oily and shattered pancake, and pushed it aside in disgust, "I was also sick that time, and I had a fever. Wake up and go to the kitchen to find water to drink."

The original cheerfulness on his face that everything was easy and easy finally put away: "I saw my father and stepmother happily celebrating my brother's birthday, just the three of them. No mother."

Jiang Chenghui's expression softened.

Ning Xiang shook his head again, and laughed heartlessly: "But I can figure it out, at least I don't have to worry about money. If it wasn't for my stepmother who wanted to drive me out and make me a pauper, I wouldn't care about it." where are they."

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Chenghui: "I just want to step on my stepmother so hard that she won't get what she wants for the rest of her life!"

Jiang Chenghui's original ice-like expression gradually softened: "You can definitely do it."

"I think so too," Ning Xiang nodded shamelessly, "I think you can do it too."

The beautiful curvature of his lips came back again: "I think you can definitely succeed, I believe in my own vision."

——Actually, it’s a spoiler, but I don’t need to say such things.

Jiang Chenghui laughed at himself and fell silent again.

He didn't say a word after that, but silently drank half a bowl of porridge and half an egg white, and couldn't eat any more.

He still feels uncomfortable in his heart, just like what he said to Ning Xiang just now, he himself doesn't know where his future is.

Desperate to the point of no hope.

But this person, as always, believed in himself.

Jiang Chenghui really wanted to find out where Ning Xiang's inexplicable confidence in himself came from.

Obviously he is the one born in the sky, but he has a kind of blind confidence in himself in the mud.

Jiang Chenghui felt that Ning Xiang's trust in him was too blind and without reason.

Blind...like seeing straight into the future.

Jiang Chenghui smiled wryly and shook his head, shaking off those wild thoughts.

He didn't dare to close his eyes now. Once he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see his mother's bones again, as well as the woman's arrogant shrill smile.

That laughter has been echoing in his ears for more than ten years.

He knew that the woman would definitely do something.

----

On the other side of the city, in a luxurious villa, a beautiful middle-aged woman with a hint of meanness at the end of her eyes was sitting on a soft chair, listening indifferently to her subordinates' report on the handling of the matter.

She has a dignified demeanor, wearing an expensive high-end suit, and wearing pointed high-heeled shoes that can't walk a few steps at a glance. Even when she is sitting, she naturally looks condescending.

She glanced at her subordinates, like a queen.

"I don't want to listen to your estimates and guesses. I want that person to disappear completely from my eyes." She said in a low voice and arrogant tone.

Her subordinate was a middle-aged man about her age, with a stooped back and a look of panic.

"But now it's not like before, many things are not easy to handle..."

"That's not what I want to hear," said the Queen, lifting her sharpened jaw slightly. "You either solve this problem perfectly, or you never appear in front of me again."

The poor middle-aged man could only wipe the sweat off his forehead again and again, and said pitifully, "Please, please give me a little more time, and I will let him leave Pingcheng forever."

"The better choice is to leave this world forever." She looked sideways at her perfectly maintained snow-white palm, "You have to make up for the mistakes you made back then, you little bastard, huh."

She sneered, not knowing whether she was laughing at the middle-aged man or herself.

Either way, she's in a terrible mood right now, and someone needs to pay for it, right now.

----

Jiang Chenghui's high fever lasted for several days before gradually getting better.

He had never seemed so weak in his life.

My whole body was weak, my limbs were weak, and I couldn't even stand up.

At this time, Ning Xiang was sitting obediently on the edge of Jiang Chenghui's bed, holding a warm and moist towel in his hand, and diligently wiped his body.

While wiping, he secretly sighed, this guy has a good face, but he has such a good figure.

Jiang Chenghui doesn't have the habit of exercising, but perhaps because of his experience, his figure is more natural, smoother and more beautiful than those who have been deliberately shaped by exercising.

Not a single muscle is too prominent, but every arc shows a full sense of strength, which is really enviable.

While wiping vigorously, Ning Xiang fantasized that if it were a girl who wiped Jiang Chenghui's body now, she probably wouldn't be able to stop her saliva.

Although he is also...

Ning Xiang sucked away the flood of saliva embarrassingly, and tried to find an excuse for himself: he and the girls drool for different reasons. The girls are greedy for this body, but he is simply greedy for muscle lines!

But at this time, the saddest thing was actually Jiang Chenghui, who was supposed to enjoy a good bath.

He wondered if he had turned red into a boiled shrimp.

Every time the towel in Ning Xiang's hand passed by, it seemed like a fire was ignited there.

If your fingers accidentally touched your skin, it would be more like dropping a series of bombs irresponsibly.

"It's okay!" Jiang Chenghui finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to stop.

Even the voice is hoarse.

"Ah?" Ning Xiang was still in a daze, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Jiang Chenghui innocently: "I haven't seen enough...ah no, I haven't wiped it clean yet!"

Probably only those who have no distracting thoughts in their hearts can express their thoughts frankly.

Jiang Chenghui closed his eyes tightly, the veins on his forehead popped out, he gritted his teeth and said, "No, it's been wiped clean!"

On the side, Qian Cheng, who was concentrating on watching the play with his legs crossed, accidentally sneered.

The two looked at him at the same time.

One is puzzled and clear, while the other has the fierceness of choosing someone and devouring them.

Qian Cheng immediately raised his hands obediently and surrendered: "I remember I have something to do at home, so let's go first!"

If he didn't leave, he suspected that his head would be punched out by the boss.

Seeing Qian Cheng run away in a hurry, Ning Xiang was still surprised: "I was thinking of asking him to help, so why did I run away?"

He turned his head again, and looked deeply at Jiang Chenghui's legs: "It's not easy for me to wipe alone..."

Jiang Chenghui shrank his legs subconsciously, and couldn't bear it any longer, his face suddenly turned red.

"No, no need!" He finally couldn't maintain his forced composure, and stammered, "It's not that I can't move anymore, I can do it myself, I can wipe it off."

"But what if you fall again?" Ning Xiang was genuinely worried.

He wiped Jiang Chenghui's body today because Jiang Chenghui refused to let the nurse clean it up for him. Last night he sneaked to the toilet to wash himself, but because his body was still too weak, he fell heavily.

Then, Jiang Chenghui and Ning Xiang were given a good reprimand by the majestic old doctor.

Ning Xiang had no choice, so he decided to play in person.

"It's really not necessary!" Jiang Chenghui with a dark face, justly rejected Ning Xiang's kindness.

If he really let him wipe his head down, Jiang Chenghui was worried...that some embarrassing show would be revealed.

No matter what!

"Oh, then you must pay attention to safety." Ning Xiang was actually not that persistent, and told Jiang Chenghui cooperatively.

Ning Xiang had never served anyone like this in his previous life, and he felt that he might not have the patience for his father.

Although nurses, doctors and nurses were also hired, this young master really didn't know how to take care of others, even if he occasionally helped, he was still in a hurry.

For the sake of his hard work, Ning Xiang himself felt that it would be unreasonable if Jiang Chenghui didn't give him a few more original shares.

He also carefully recorded this matter in his little notebook, and marked it emphatically, so that when the company goes public, he can briefly mention the credit for that year.

What a wit!