President, please spoil me!

Xing Shen hooked his lips, and said mockingly, "Then you eat actively to make yourself better, he was angry with you in the morning, and he will come over tonight at the earliest, and tomorrow at the latest, who told you not to wait for the formalities When it’s done, there will be another car accident.”

Xing Hua didn't speak.

The doorbell rang.

Xing Shen glanced at the woman with closed eyes on the bed, turned around and walked out.

As soon as the door opened, there was Tong Ma standing outside, holding a high-grade insulation box in her hand.

"Hello, Mr. Xing," Tong Ma knew Xing Shen, "Has Madam eaten anything at noon?"

Xing Shen stretched out one hand, and smiled gently, "Huo Sicheng sent it?"

"Specially asked the kitchen to make appetizers. My wife has not had a good appetite these days."

"Give it to me. She had a fight with your Mr. Huo. She probably won't eat it if you send it in."

Tong Ma sighed, "Okay, please trouble Mr. Xing... Try to let her eat a few more bites. In just a few days, she probably lost a lot of weight."

Xing Shen closed the door and returned to the bedroom with the insulation box.

"Get up and have a few bites."

The woman closed her eyes, as if she was asleep.

Xing Shen put one hand into his trouser pocket, "I don't have the patience to coax you and beg you for a bite of food, either you get up and eat by yourself, or I'll call Huo Sicheng and let him figure out a way for himself. "

Her eyelids moved, "Don't tell him."

"Then be conscious."

"elder brother."

"how."

"I heard that the Su family disappeared with a huge amount of stolen money of up to [-] million yuan. Do you know where it went?"

"..."

"I'm going to sleep, you go."

Xing Shen pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a half-smile, "Let you eat something, do you regard me as an enemy?"

"I've always pretended not to know your secret."

"I said, sister, if one day I'm going to get into a fight with someone surnamed Huo, are you going to stab me in the back for him?"

"So you'd better avoid him honestly."

"..."

Xing Shen didn't want to talk to her, so he turned around and left.

With such a dog temper, he deserves to starve to death.

………………

Xing Xing was full of classes in the afternoon and didn't finish until five o'clock. She didn't even return to the dormitory. After asking her roommate to bring the textbooks back to the dormitory, she ran out with the bag she had prepared at noon and called a taxi to pick it up with her mobile app. she.

When the taxi was about to reach the destination, the mobile phone in her bag rang, and she quickly took it out to answer it, "Brother-in-law?"

The man's voice was low and faint, "Are you coming at night?"

Xing Xing was taken aback, "You mean sister's apartment? Yes, brother asked me to cook."

"How long will it be?"

"I'm almost there, and I'm going to buy some food nearby."

"No, you can just come here."

"Oh, alright."

Xing Xing entered directly by pressing the password he had learned from Xing Shen. Although the apartment was still a bit deserted, it was already a bit of a firework. As soon as he put his bag on the sofa, a tall and straight man walked out of the kitchen. .

"sister……"

Before she could say husband, she was interrupted by a gesture from the man. He waved at her and signaled her to follow him to the kitchen.

Xing Xing didn't know why, but he obediently followed in.

Once inside, she was even more stunned.

There are shredded potatoes on the chopping board, and there are several plates on the counter, all of which are filled with pre-cut vegetables, neat and clean, and the light of the rice cooker is on, indicating that rice or porridge is being cooked inside .

Huo Sicheng was wearing an off-white thin cashmere sweater with his sleeves rolled up, and the watch on his wrist was placed on the coffee table outside. His volume was deliberately lowered, "Help me go in and have a look, she has lunch for lunch How much?"

Xing Xing asked blankly, "Brother-in-law... why don't you go in?"

He didn't answer, just said lightly, "Don't let her know I'm here."

She pursed her lips, "You...argued?"

"The thermometer is at the bedside. If she wakes up, ask her to take her temperature."

Xing Xing looked at him for a while, didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, "Okay."

Gently pushed open the bedroom door, there was very little movement, but the light-sleeping woman still moved her eyelids and opened her eyes to look over.

"Sister," Xing Xing hurried over.

Xing Hua looked at her and said softly, "Xing'er, you don't have to come here to cook for me."

Xing Xing scratched his hair, "It's nothing, anyway, I don't cook for you, but I also cook for my brother, it's all about cooking, and you need to be taken care of especially when you are sick."

As she spoke, she walked over, picked up the insulated box on the bedside, gently unscrewed the lid and opened it——

"Sister, why didn't you eat anything?"

It looks like it hasn't been touched at all, maybe it hasn't even been opened.

"No appetite."

"How can you do this? You are already very weak. How can you get better if you don't eat... You know that your chin has sharpened a lot in the past few days, and you can't lose any weight."

"It's okay," she lay flat on the bed, the afterglow of the setting sun spilled into a thin layer through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the corners of her lips outlined a very shallow, seemingly arc, and murmured with a smile, "burning, burning I just retired, and it will be fine if I am sick, I will not die from hunger or illness... At my age, unless I jump off the balcony, I won't just die like this..."

With a bang, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and the door panel hit the wall with a loud bang.

Xing Xing was startled, and stared blankly at the man walking in with long legs.

Has brother-in-law been eavesdropping outside?

Xing Hao looked at the man who barged in, her pupils widened a little, regretting what she just said.

She just said it casually, not expecting him to hear it.

She didn't want him to hear this.

Huo Sicheng walked to the bedside, stared at her with constricted pupils for a while, and then reached out to open the insulated box that Xing Xing had looked at just now. He asked Mother Tong to order the kitchen to make it, and he sent it here specially.

Didn't even touch it.

After a long time, he turned his head to Xing Xing who was standing there and said calmly, "You go cook."

This atmosphere was suffocating, Xing Xing left silently.

It was Xing Hao who spoke first, "I'll be fine, I've been fine before, and I'll be fine this time."

"Xing Hua, you said that you don't remember what happened in the past few months," the man said calmly, only his eyes were terribly dark, "The last time you were at Xing's house, what happened in your grandfather's office, you don't remember it." remembered?"

Xing Hua didn't understand his intention and didn't speak.

He turned and walked out, and came back in less than half a minute, with an extra utility knife in his hand.

She was startled, "You...what are you doing..."

Before the words fell, a bloodstain was drawn on the man's hand.

"Huo Sicheng!" Xing Hua sat up suddenly, not even caring about getting dizzy.

He just stood by her bed, squeezed her chin with bloody fingers, and chuckled, "Why are you so excited?"

Her heart twitched, "What are you doing?"

He said calmly, "Let you have a taste of this, lest some people think that she is the only one in this world who will feel distressed.