President of Chuancheng Entertainment

"What is your purpose in doing this?"

Song Yu held the cup, coughed a few times, raised her eyes sleepily, "What?"

"We just met this afternoon, and now you broke into the CEO's office, all of this," Xia Chen approached him, "Do you want to explain it as a coincidence?"

"What do you think?" Song Yu put the cup on the table, while taking off her clothes slowly, "Do you want me to say, yes, I followed you on purpose, and I have other plans? For this company Come?"

Xia Chen was silent.

Song Yu was burning hot, his hands shaking while unbuttoning, but his mouth remained calm, "You can think whatever you want, but I think...you can call an ambulance for me."

The clothes are half-faded, the collarbone and the dazzling white scenery are looming, and there is a layer of powder from the high heat.

It's so eye-catching.

Song Yu's breath was also hot, "Please..."

Before the words finished, Song Yu fell headlong into the sofa with a muffled "boom".

Xia Chen got up quickly and pulled him up from the sinking. He was surprised by the scorching heat of his palms: It was clearly not so serious just now.

He hurriedly dialed the ambulance, while waiting, he was inexplicably nervous, and the lingering warmth left in his palm made his heart beat disordered.

He is clearly not a warm-hearted person.

But seeing this unfamiliar but unspeakably familiar face, I feel bored and can't just sit idly by.

Xia Chen hammered the corner of the table hard, and said sullenly: "I just don't want to see you die here."

Cleanly strip off the wet clothes, dry the shirt, turn off the air conditioner, fetch water and twist the towel...

After finishing all this, Xia Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, facing Song Yu's fair and delicate face, his lips were as red as overripe cherries.

Probably because of the high fever, they pressed tightly into a tight straight line.Island, Xi, regiment, team, independence, home.

His gaze slowly shifted to his earlobe. There was a dried blood stain on the small and round shape, which had not undergone any treatment, as if it had been pierced by a sharp object.

Xia Chen brought medical alcohol, and lightly touched it, causing the man to gasp in a "hiss", and the corners of his lips pursed even tighter.

He estimated that half of his life had been spent patiently at this moment, so he didn't throw the thing away, but instead slowed down and disinfected it carefully.

The silence outside the door was broken by noise.

"We are here to find someone, don't stop us!"

Messy footsteps stopped in front of the office, led by the man in black who had just been shot in the head by a cell phone from Song Yu.

He ignored the dissuasion of the security guards and forced the door open.

In the huge office, an ambiguous small lamp was on, and there were two fragmented humming sounds from the sofa, and the dark shadow cast a layer of depression on Xia Chen.

He protected the person under him, and turned his head slightly, "Is it the Xi family's dog again?"

The man in black's sight was blocked by Xia Chen, Xia Chen straightened up, and looked over coldly, "Excuse me for my work, security guard, are you going to resign tomorrow?"

Several security guards quickly pulled out, "Sorry, we'll deal with it now."

The man in black was about to push people, Xia Chen gave him a piercing look, "Don't challenge the bottom line, I can't deal with the huge Xi family, but I'm sure I'll make you regret it if it's just a dog."

When there was a stalemate, a small hand stretched out from the sofa, grabbed the corner of Xia Chen's clothes, and whispered softly.

Xia Chen held it reassuringly, and whispered to the few people outside, "Aren't you going to get out?"

The man in black's eyes changed, "I'm sorry King Xia, but I'm just following orders, so I'm offended."

After the sound of footsteps went away, Song Yu let go of his hand unconsciously, leaned over and coughed violently, and the towel on his forehead fell to the ground.

Xia Chen bent down to pick it up, wrung it out again, and helped him up, "How did you mess with the Xi family?"

"..."

Song Yu didn't consciously respond to him.

He said to himself, "If you weren't sent by the Xi family, Xie Junyi? You don't seem like someone who would do such a thing."

He was sent to the emergency room of the hospital. It was already early in the morning, and the thermometer checked——38.7℃, high fever.

It is recommended to be hospitalized to observe the fever subside first.

The nurses looked at Xia Chen shyly, they were too anxious to come out and forgot to wear masks and hats.

If it weren't for the consideration of the hospital management regulations, he would have rushed over to ask for his signature.

"Mr. Xia, here you go through the registration procedures."

The nurse smiled sweetly, "Your acting skills are really good, I am looking forward to the release of "Young Master", and I will definitely support it!"

"Thank you." Xia Chen smiled politely, "Do you want the patient's ID card?"

——He has never done anything to help people in the hospital.

"That's right, because you need to establish a medical record and your basic information."

Xia Chen responded, and went back to the ward to get Song Yu's ID card.

Taking it out of his wallet, he glanced at the name inadvertently, and it turned out to be the same name and surname. What kind of coincidence is this?

On the photo next to it, Song Yu with a serious face, Xia Chen looked at it a few more times, and always felt that "Men Sao" was capitalized on it.

After completing the formalities, Xia Chen dutifully returned to the ward, and took his temperature again, but there was still no improvement.

Xia Chen took advantage of the time when the window was closed to make a phone call, "Help me check my personal background information."

There was a coughing sound in the ward, and he lowered his voice, "Send it to me immediately after the investigation."

……

Back in the ward, Song Yu mumbled, "Thirsty..."

Xia Chen wiped his face, complained, "It's really annoying", then went to fetch water, and even filled it with warm water.

Supporting the person carefully, his movements were cautious, but his face showed a disgusted expression, the person in his arms was choked by the water, "cough cough..."

Xia Chen hurriedly put down the water glass, and wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

After tossing for half a night, I have to get up from time to time to change the cooling stickers.

The fever finally subsided, Xia Chen was falling asleep when he suddenly received a document on WeChat.

"President Xia, all the information is here."

Xia Chen clicked on it, and instantly lost sleepiness.

The key point is "three months in a coma for no reason". Looking back and forth at these words, a vague possibility emerged in my heart.

Not only him, but the other hungry wolves must have noticed too, otherwise the Xi family wouldn't have sent someone to follow closely.

His eyes touched the wound on the ear again, and his heart shivered.

He couldn't be sure of such a bizarre fact.

But... at least until he confirms, this person, he will not let anyone bully him.