After retiring, he inherits hundreds of billions of assets every day

The family doctor who was urgently summoned rode his car and rushed over in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Xie Yanchuan surrounded by a large number of traces and exclaimed.

"Boss Xie, how did you get yourself into this state?!"

Xie Yanchuan sat on the sofa and didn't argue with him, just remained silent.

The family doctor was very familiar with his condition and responded quickly.

Xie Yanchuan looked up at the potion being injected into his wrist, and his mind couldn't help but recall the moment when Ji Cheng called his name.

"Xie Yanchuan..."

Because of his powerful position, many people always surround him with flattery and respect.

He had heard many people calling his name in different tones, but this was the first time.

But it’s not bad.

"Mr. Xie, what caused you this time?"

"Go to the bar... hold a girl and send her home..."

The family doctor took out his notes and prepared to record the details with a serious look on his face, but as he spoke, his tone changed.

"Okay, we were drinking at the bar, what?! You hugged a girl and sent her home?!!"

The family doctor jumped up with a look of disbelief, and then said earnestly, "Mr. Xie, I've already told you that in your situation, it's better to keep some distance..."

Xie Yanchuan knew what he was talking about, and lowered his eyebrows and said, "Sorry, I can't control the urge to get closer to her."

The family doctor thought for a while and gave him an idea, "Why don't you try it first? What if you don't see each other for a few days?"

Xie Yanchuan remained silent and did not respond.

"Is there any medicine that is more effective in treating this disease? Please prescribe me a box first."

The family doctor was silent for a moment, and responded coldly, "No, Mr. Xie, you think too much."

Xie Yanchuan's brain was working rapidly, and he finally decided to follow the doctor's advice and try not to attend the interview.

By the time the injection was completed more than an hour later, his discomfort had subsided a lot, and after taking some medicine, the red marks on his body were not so severe.

The night outside the window was dark and inky. He finally freed his mind and said to Gu Jueshen and the others, "I'm leaving first."

Gu Jueshen, Song Qingqian and others who received the news: "..."

**

Ji Cheng was bathing in the sun. When he woke up, he felt a headache. His mind was blank. He looked at himself lying on the bed in his pajamas, and his mind was full of doubts. "How did I get back?"

886: [Host, it was Xie Bala who sent you back.]

"Xie Yanchuan???" Ji Cheng rubbed his messy hair, closed his eyes and thought about it, it seemed that it was true.

886 then dropped a bombshell, catching her off guard.

[The host grabbed Xie Yanchuan's clothes and refused to let go, asking him not to leave.]

"Me? I grabbed his clothes and stopped him from leaving?!" Ji Cheng stood up like a spring and exclaimed.

886: [Yes, Master Host! ]

The first reaction that came to her mind was, Xie Yanchuan didn't throw her out? ! Can such a severe patient really endure it?

He must have been trying to save his own face and couldn't just push her away! It must be because of this!!

Ji Cheng laughed out loud, feeling that he had found the truth.

886 looked at the love value that kept rising, speechless, and finally shut his mouth.

Host, the headquarters has been conducting strict inspections recently, and 886 can’t help you with your brain!

Uncle Ji called her downstairs to eat. Ji Cheng faced the exquisite dishes, but she was absent-minded and ate without any taste.

"What is Xiaocheng thinking about?"

"How do you want to get Xie Yanchuan's contact information..." Ji Cheng held up his face and blurted out.

Uncle Ji clenched the cutlery in his hand with a proper smile on his face.

"Mr. Xie lives next door to us. We just happen to be neighbors. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

"Next door? Neighbor?"

Ji Cheng was a little slow to react. After hearing what Uncle Ji said, he thought to himself, isn’t this a great opportunity?

She has never been used to owing things to others. She hadn't compensated the owner for the suit last time, but this time, she asked someone to send her home again.

When Ji Cheng came back before, he had already asked 886 to make an appointment for a high-end brand of custom-made suits, and tried his best to have them copy a similar one.

When the clothes arrive, she can return them and the account will be written off!

How nice it would be if they didn’t owe each other anything!

If Xie Yanchuan knew what Ji Cheng was thinking, he would definitely vomit blood.

While he was taking medicine for Kuku, Ji Cheng wanted to draw a clear line between them.

Ji Cheng turned on his phone after finishing his meal and was bombarded with messages from Song Qiran and Wen Yue.

Song Qiran: [Sister Cheng, what’s going on between you and Brother Xie? ]

Song Qiran: [Sister Cheng! Sister Cheng! What is your relationship with Xie Yanchuan? ]

Compared to Song Qiran's direct answer, Wen Yue was much more tactful. She first asked if he felt unwell, and finally turned the topic to Xie Yanchuan.

Wen Yue: [Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable? ]

Wen Yue: [I saw you being taken away by Xie Yanchuan yesterday. Do you know each other? ]

Ji Cheng quickly replied to the two people, feeling that if he didn't reply, he would be bombarded.

Ji Cheng: [Don't worry, I'm much better. I know him.]

Now the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No one knew that they had been discussing Ji Cheng and Xie Yanchuan in a private group chat until late at night, and they were just short of writing a special report for the two of them.

Although Ji Cheng has retired from the entertainment industry, there are still many black fans who pay attention to her.

A blurry video was released by an inconspicuous account, in which Ji Cheng was held in the arms of a man whose face could not be seen clearly and walked towards the parking lot.

Ji Cheng's few fans immediately rushed to the scene, waiting to start.

"Ji Cheng is willing to degenerate, right?"

"Ji Cheng has finally confirmed the financial backer, right? Why are Ji Cheng's brainless fans silent?"

"It's really speechless that a retired female star doesn't think about how to please her sponsor, but comes out every day to compete with others for hot searches."

"Although this body shape difference is really good, this sponsor has a handsome figure!"

"Get out of here, you brainless black! Stop getting in the way here!"

"The princess hug is so sweet!! Love it! Take more pictures!"

"Ji Cheng has already retired from the entertainment industry. Is it interesting to follow him?"

Song Qiran likes to browse posts when she has nothing to do. As soon as she saw this, she forwarded it to the small group of three.

Song Qiran: [These marketing accounts are talking nonsense without knowing anything! Where did I go? We obviously went together! Don’t I deserve to have a name? ]

Song Qiran: [I even specially made a pose! He didn’t even take a picture! ]

Wen Yue: [I will post a Weibo post to clarify.]

Song Qiran: [Me too!]

Ji Cheng was browsing Yu Qingyue and Shen Zhushu's couple posts, and saw the two chatting enthusiastically in the group. When she clicked in, she saw a picture of Xie Yanchuan hugging her.

Ji Cheng wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

Bro, please delete this picture. My friend is sweating profusely.