The real daughter was brought to the variety show by her brother and everyone was blown away

Ye Qingqing took Ye Mingxuan to Ye Mingye's villa.

Ye Mingxuan felt uncomfortable under Ye Minglan's cold gaze and tried his best to reduce his presence.

Ye Qingqing recounted what had just happened.

Ye Minglan tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers, and the only sound in the entire villa was his tapping.

Hollow and crisp.

"This matter involves serious matters. We should hand over the evidence of the investigation to the state and let the state handle it."

This matter is no longer something they can handle.

She thought so too, the question was how to hand it over to the country.

There are many layers of relationships involved. If you deal with the wrong people, all your efforts will be wasted and you will get into trouble.

Although she is not afraid of trouble, it is really troublesome.

"Just give the evidence to Ye Mingxun. He will find a way." Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had to give it to him because he was worried about others.

The two of them got together to talk, but Ye Mingxuan couldn't understand a word and felt like an outsider throughout the whole process.

They chatted for the entire afternoon. Bored Ye Mingxuan sat aside playing games and didn't even notice when they finished chatting.

"Quick! Support me!"

Snapped!

Ye Mingxuan raised his head angrily, "Who! Hit my head!"

When he saw that it was Ye Qingqing, his expression changed instantly and he smiled and said, "Sister, why did you hit me suddenly? What's the matter?"

"Let's go eat hot pot."

"Here we come." Ye Mingxuan hurriedly put away his phone and followed, completely ignoring the fact that his teammates would be facing a four-on-five situation.

It was a game in which his teammates showed their potential, but they eventually lost. Four of his teammates cursed and reported him, and he was deducted six points.

Ye Minglan held Ye Qingqing's hand and didn't even look at Ye Mingxuan the whole time, completely treating him as a transparent person.

We went to the hotpot restaurant and ordered a medium-spicy hotpot. We ordered all the dishes and filled the pot to the brim.

The food is cooked, enjoy the hotpot.

Ye Qingqing enjoyed the meal.

Ye Mingxuan was so spicy that he had to wipe his nose with tissue while eating and drink water from time to time. He looked very embarrassed, but he did not slow down in picking up food, showing his typical love for food.

Ye Minglan couldn't eat spicy food either. He ate very slowly, and his elegance emanated from his bones, forming a sharp contrast with Ye Mingxuan. Fortunately, they were in a private room, otherwise he would have attracted a lot of girls to be crazy about him.

The atmosphere among the three of them was harmonious and wonderful, but one of them looked exhausted and pale.

Ye Mingxun was leaning on his office chair, his face pale and his hands covering his stomach. Suddenly his face changed and he stood up abruptly, running to the toilet with paper in hand.

Liu Wenhao, who came to report, happened to see this scene and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Song Zishen.

Liu Wenhao: I'm telling you, the president has diarrhea! He's completely exhausted, hahaha, this is the first time I've seen the president so embarrassed.

Song Zishen: Really, are there any photos!!!

Liu Wenhao: I didn’t have time to take pictures yet, you can see it if you come over now.

Song Zishen: Coming right up!

Song Zishen rushed over, and Ye Mingxun just came out of the toilet holding on to the wall, looking like someone who had indulged himself in excessive sexual activities.

She was startled at first, and then exchanged glances with Liu Wenhao.

Ye Mingxun glared at the two of them and said, "Come and help me. Go buy some medicine."

Are they waiting for him to die here?

The two men split up, one went to help Ye Mingxun and the other went to buy medicine.

Ye Mingxun felt much better after taking the medicine. He didn't expect that eating spicy food would cause stomach discomfort. He swore that he would never eat it again next time.

He hadn't expected his vow to be broken so quickly.

The next day, he looked at the spicy hot pot on the table, which was even redder than yesterday. A light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Ye Qingqing again and took the first bite with an expressionless face.

Ye Qingqing wondered why she felt a sense of death from Brother Ye.

Seeing that he had no expression on his face, she chewed slowly.

It must have been an illusion just now. How could brother be afraid of spicy food? Look how much he enjoys eating spicy food.

As soon as you take a bite of the noodles, the spicy taste hits your taste buds.

In one word, cool!

Ye Mingxuan took a bite and it was so spicy that he immediately withdrew the soup, poured out half of it, and then poured in a bottle of mineral water before he could drink it.

Sweat dripped down Ye Mingxun's face and he felt like there was a fire burning in his mouth. The spiciness made his tongue numb and his mouth felt like it was going to explode. He didn't know why he still wanted to keep eating and finish the whole bowl.

It took all of his courage to finish this bowl of super spicy malatang.

Ye Mingxun put down his chopsticks.

His brain was so irritated that he couldn't think anymore, and he felt like he was taking off.

"Brother, what's wrong with your mouth!" Ye Qingqing exclaimed.

Ye Mingxuan:!!!

"What a red sausage mouth!"

Ye Mingxun reached out to wipe his mouth. Why couldn't he feel the existence of his lips?

Where's his mouth?

boom!

Ye Qingqing:!!!

Ye Mingxuan:!!!

"Big brother!"

The two hurried to check on Ye Mingxun's condition.

After calling 120, Ye Qingqing looked at Ye Mingxun, who was lying unconscious on the sofa. Was he fainted by the spiciness?

She really doesn't understand why some people would faint from spiciness. If they can't eat it, they can just not eat it, but why force themselves to eat it?

Is there something wrong with him?

Liu Wenhao and Song Zishen found out when Ye Mingxun was carried out of the office by the doctor.

The two of them quickly drove to catch up with the ambulance.

……

Ye Qingqing and Ye Mingxuan were sitting outside the emergency room. Song Zishen and Liu Wenhao arrived shortly after. Seeing the light in the emergency room was on, Liu Wenhao asked.

"What happened?" How come he was sent to the emergency room?

"I fainted from the spiciness."

Spicy and dizzy?!

The two of them were confused. How could they faint from the spiciness? Could the CEO be so stupid?

How could he be so stupid? He actually got acute gastroenteritis from the spiciness.

The two looked at Ye Mingxun with complicated feelings. He was lying on the hospital bed, had been given anesthesia and had not yet woken up. His face was pale and there was still water hanging on his arm.

Liu Zihao told them about Ye Mingxun's collapse yesterday. Ye Qingqing frowned guiltily. She didn't know that he couldn't eat spicy food, and he didn't tell her either. She thought he liked it very much.

Liu Zihao sighed. He knew that Ye Qingqing couldn't be blamed for this. It was the president's fault for not explaining himself clearly. He had a mouth that he didn't know what to do with.

Ye Mingxun woke up slowly an hour later.

As soon as I woke up, I met the eyes of two adults and two children: "..."

He wished he hadn't opened his eyes, so he wouldn't have died.

"Brother, how could you be fainted by the spiciness? If you can't eat spicy food, you should have told me. No one forced you to eat it. Now you have acute gastroenteritis from the spiciness, and the whole company knows about it." Ye Mingxuan began to talk in a babble.

With every word, Ye Mingxun's face turned paler.

Seeing this, Liu Wenhao and Song Zishen immediately glanced at Ye Mingxuan, but he didn't get the point and asked with a silly look, "Did your eyes twitch?"

Liu Wenhao: “…”

Song Zishen: “…” Today he finally saw someone who was even dumber than him.

Ye Qingqing patted his shoulder and said, "Speak softly, don't say it, my brother is about to break."

Ye Mingxun: "..." I really would thank you...

Song Zishen and Liu Wenhao: "..." Your voice was not that soft, we all heard it clearly.