Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

This time, even the Holy Hand didn't dare to play Guarantee again!

Although he had already had a premonition, when Lin Hanxing actually heard it, he still closed his eyes suddenly.

——What do you want me to do for you?

——I want you to help my husband...kill me...

The scenes of meeting Song Chenxi for the first time in Jiangcheng flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

In this business, Lin Hanxing had already thought of breaking the contract, and tried to reverse her fate step by step, but until the end...

However, he still unintentionally became an accomplice in promoting Chen Xi's tragic fate!

"As long as she still has a strong desire to survive..."

The Holy Hand's words stopped abruptly.

He glanced at Gong Chen.

He somewhat understood what happened today. If Song Chenxi still had any will to survive, things wouldn't have become so difficult.

"Save her!"

A hoarse, frosted voice suddenly sounded.

Gong Chen's whole body seemed to have been sucked out of his body. His heart was obviously about to burst with pain, but his brain seemed to be deliberately going in the opposite direction, making his stern face look particularly distorted and strange.

"Please, save her!"

Gong Chen repeated it again, the veins on his forehead beating.

Lei Xiao took this scene in his eyes without any trace, and he seemed to have a flash of understanding of the conspiracy.

Shengshou also felt that something was wrong with Gong Chen, but the situation did not allow him to dwell on it.

Walk straight towards the emergency room.

"Holy hand!"

Just when the saint was about to push open the door and enter the emergency room, Lin Hanxing's voice sounded from behind.

He looked back.

The silver-white hair with highlights was dyed warm by the sunset.

"I know Chen Xi can hear it. Tell her that her friends are waiting for her!"

………………

Song Chenxi was in pain.

Even though she knew it very well, it was her subconscious mind.

——Why didn’t you take good care of your sister?

——No, Zhiyun is allergic.

——Chen Xi, can you give this to Zhiyun?

…

Sounds came towards her from all directions, and then gradually faded away like a tide.

In the end, Song Chenxi was the only one left standing there.

very dark.

There was no light around.

It was as if people around her had come and gone over the years, and she was the only one left in the end.

Song Chenxi was used to it.

Suddenly, there seemed to be fluorescence approaching from far and near in the darkness.

She subconsciously raised her hand.

Let the faint light wrap around your fingertips.

The moment the light fell, the darkness faded away.

——Zhiyun feels uncomfortable.

On a chaotic night, there was no one in the villa soon.

Song Chenxi hesitated and followed the fluorescent light's lead to open the door. She knew better than anyone that there was a person lying behind the door panel.

She walked in silently.

He lifted off the thin quilt covering the little girl's body, revealing her face that was also burning red, and her stubbornly pursed mouth.

Song Chenxi looked at her quietly.

The faint fluorescent light on the fingertips circled the hot and weak little girl several times, as if to comfort her.

She knew how difficult this night would be for the little girl.

My fever reached nearly 40 degrees Celsius, and I was so weak that I couldn’t even hold a glass of water.

Until he was discovered by the servant the next day.

she knows.

With her long eyelashes slightly furrowed, Song Chenxi suddenly curled up the corners of her lips bitterly.

fool.

When you feel uncomfortable, speak up.

Otherwise, who will feel sorry for you?

The breeze came slowly, but the scene also changed.

Song family dinner.

Today is Jiyun’s birthday.

Too……

her.

But everyone seemed to have forgotten this, even her parents, who only focused all their attention on Zhiyun, who was recovering from a serious illness.

Second update today.