Change heart

From the moment he got in the car, Xu Xin'an sat in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed and did not speak.Xu Yan sat in the passenger seat and looked back several times.

"Old Hu, is Second Young Master asleep? Find a place to stop the car, and I'll cover Second Young Master with a blanket."

Old Hu said, "Okay, Secretary Xu. After passing this traffic light, I will pull over and stop."

"No need to stop." Xu Xin'an's voice came over, and he didn't know when he had opened his eyes.

"Give me the file."

There was a large briefcase on Xu Yan's lap, and there were several documents in it that really needed Xu Xin'an's signature.

"Second Young Master, you're awake. In fact, I'm not in a hurry with the documents here."

"Give it to me." Xu Xin'an's tone could not be refused, Xu Yan handed over the documents in the briefcase in embarrassment, Xu Xin'an took it and read it carefully.

Xu Yan looked at Xu Xin'an's expression, it was much better than when she just left the hospital.

"Second Young Master, shall we go back to the hospital?"

Xu Xin'an refused, "Uncle Chang'an is in the hospital, let's go home first. There is a press conference tomorrow, so it's okay if you don't have the spirit."

Xu Yan responded repeatedly, and when she turned her head, she couldn't help sighing secretly, the tone of the second young master's words just now was very calm, no different from usual.But the more this happened, the more Xu Yan felt distressed, Second Young Master, why don't you cry, no one is more distressed than you by the death of the chairman.

You left your strength and composure to the outsiders. If you want to stabilize the Xu family, then you yourself, who can comfort your wounded heart.

The second young master looks gentle and amiable, always kind and polite to others, but in fact, he is alienated from everyone in his bones, and now even his only relative...

Xu Yan knew that as Xu Xin'an's secretary, from a professional point of view, she shouldn't worry about these things, all she had to do was to cooperate with Xu Xin'an to complete various tasks.

But Xu Yan secretly regarded Xu Xin'an, the boss who was several years younger than her, as her younger brother.

Xu Yan pinched her thigh hard, what was she thinking!

Lao Hu looked over worriedly, "Is Mi Xu uncomfortable?"

Xu Yan smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing."

When Xu Xin'an returned home, the servants at home were busy, the curtains in the room were changed to black, the light blue uniform was changed to jet black, and black gauze was put on the arms.As soon as they saw Xu Xin'an, they stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

An elderly woman came up to him, "Second Young Master, I will make arrangements, you can go up and rest for a while."

Xu Xin'an looked at the black veil on her arm, "Thank you."

Xu Xin'an walked up the stairs, and when he was about to reach the second floor, he looked back at the hall. It was pitch black, and the people below were all arranged in an orderly manner. The people in this family seemed to be used to death.

It was past three o'clock in the morning when Xu Xin'an returned to the bedroom after washing up.Xu Xin'an was lying on the bed, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the scenes of being with Xu Xinci since childhood flashed in his mind.Tears from the corners of her eyes fell on the dark blue silk pillow, and the deep black water slowly faded away...

The sound of birds chirping came from outside the half-open window, Xu Xin'an opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.It was getting bright outside, Xu Xin'an got out of bed and went out the door.Walking in the long corridor, standing at the familiar door, Xu Xin'an held the doorknob and gently opened it. The moment the door opened, he thought maybe his sister was inside, and everything was just a dream.

In the dark space, the cold breath shattered Xu Xin'an's last little hope.

Xu Xin'an turned on the light, and there was no one in the room. After walking a few steps inside, there were still documents scattered on the desk in the study, as if the owner had just left for a while and would be back soon.

Xu Xin'an walked into the bedroom, and the neat bed was as flat as a model room.Xu Xin'an walked into the cloakroom to the left, opened the closets one by one, found Xu Xinci's favorite set of clothes from inside, and folded them carefully.Xu Xin'an smiled as her fair and slender fingers touched the texture of the clothes, "Sister, I will definitely do what I promised you, and you can finally have a good rest."

Early in the morning, Xu Xin'an went out to the funeral home.A circle of reporters had already surrounded the door, and when they saw Xu Xin'an, they all rushed forward.Guarded by bodyguards, a human wall was formed between Xu Xin'an and the reporter.Xu Yan sent Xu Xin'an to the car, turned around and said with a sullen face, "There will be a press conference later, please move!"

When Xu Xin'an arrived at the funeral home, Uncle Chang'an pinched out half of the cigarette.

Xu Xin'an took off his sunglasses, "Thank you for your hard work."

Uncle Chang'an looked at Xu Xin'an's haggard eyes, and his rigid and serious face suddenly darkened a few degrees, "I think that girl has calculated the time correctly, and even arranged when she will die. She only picks me when I come back, and I can't bear her My precious little brother is working hard on her funeral."

Xu Xin'an knew Uncle Chang'an's temper, so he said these words in a bad way but without malice, he deliberately said it lightly to comfort himself.

Uncle Chang'an sent off his mother and father, and now it's Xu Xinci again, so he won't feel much better than him.Although he has always shown indifference to the Xu family, Xu Xin'an believes that he has feelings for the Xu family.

Xu Xin'an walked into the room where Xu Xinci's coffin was placed.

Putting on the skirt that Xu Xin'an had personally selected, Xu Xinci was as quiet and peaceful as if she had fallen asleep.Xu Xin'an took out a hand-woven bracelet from his pocket and put it on Xu Xinci's hand.

Uncle Chang'an said with a suppressed voice, "About the funeral..."

"It's simpler, this is my sister's wish. When she was alive, she never had an easy day, so let her go quietly. The excitement is for others to see."

Uncle Chang'an paused for a while, "I'm going to go back when the arrangements are made here."

Xu Xin'an turned around and bent over to Uncle Chang'an, "Thank you for your hard work."

"You don't have to be considerate in everything, the Xu family are all virtuous! One by one has to exhaust themselves to be reconciled. I have been tired of doing funeral affairs for your Xu family for half my life, and everyone died in the As an old man, I really think that I have sold out to your Xu family for the rest of my life."

Xu Xin'an smiled, "Uncle Chang'an, please forgive me."

Uncle Chang'an frowned, "You...live well. I don't want you to be the next person to hold the funeral."

Xu Xin'an, who came out of the funeral home, went to the venue of the press conference.In the flashing light of the press conference, Xu Xin'an calmly announced the news of Xu Xinci's death, and announced that Xu's shareholders meeting will be held in a week's time, at which time a new chairman candidate and internal management adjustment decisions will be announced.

As soon as the content of the press conference was made public, there was an uproar immediately, and it became the headlines of major newspapers and magazines.

After leaving the venue, Xu Xin'an was surrounded by reporters, and Xu Xin'an was surrounded by bodyguards. The sharp questions coming from all directions made Xu Xin'an slightly frown.

Xu Xin'an stopped, "About Xu's future development direction and personnel adjustments, we will hold a press conference after the shareholders' meeting in a week to announce relevant information."

Xu Xin'an's voice was lost in the sound wave of the flashlight, Xu Xin'an raised his hand to cover his eyes, this sentence had no effect, the reporter seemed not to give up this opportunity of Xu Xin'an's public appearance, several cameras took pictures of his face , Xu Xin'an covered his face with his hands, and walked forward with difficulty among the surging crowd.

Until a hand reached out from the crowd to hold his wrist, before Xu Xin'an could react, a coat was covered on his head, the familiar smell mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.

Xu Xin'an raised his head and met a pair of slightly angry eyes.

Suddenly, a few exclamations came from some empty places around.

Zhao Jianyi lowered his head and stared at Xu Xin'an's calm eyes, "Your bodyguards are too gentle, you have to be tough with these reporters."