Idol alpha's long pursuit of his wife

Xia Yichen blew the cold wind outside for a long time last night. After returning to Anjia, the heating in the room was particularly sufficient. It was because of some force majeure factors last night that he was extremely hot last night and sweated a lot. Under the cold and heat, he fell ill.

Xia Yichen clearly heard someone calling his name, but his eyelids were heavy, and there was no pain anywhere in his body, he just couldn't get up.

Before Xia Yichen woke up, An Zhiye and his father had another big fight.

His brother's memorial service will be held at ten o'clock this morning. An Zhiye wants to take Xia Yichen with him, but An Jianqiang completely disagrees. half dead.

Then An Zhiye called the An family's personal doctor over. After the doctor's examination, he said that he had a normal cold. After taking the medicine, he would recover in about a week.

An Zhiye asked: "Can a pregnant omega also take cold medicine?"

The doctor immediately shook his head and said, "Of course you can't take it if you're pregnant. Cold medicine may have teratogenic effects on the fetus. Just keep warm and rest."

Not long after the doctor left, An Jianqiang ran over and asked An Zhiye, "What, he's pregnant? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

An Zhiye said indifferently: "I thought you must have known about what the whole world knew." The implication was that he didn't care about his second son. have no idea.

"So what's going on now, can he attend the funeral?" An Zhiye asked again.

An Jianqiang glanced at him noncommittally, then thought about something quickly, and said after a while: "He can attend the funeral as your brother's friend."

An Zhiye wanted to say something to refute him, but An Jianqiang said first: "Although you two are very different in terms of family, status, and status, I still disagree with your marriage, but the child can be born as a husband. I am willing to admit this." child."

? ? ? ! !An Zhiye glanced at his father. The grievances he had suffered as an illegitimate child growing up in a single-parent family all these years were all on his heart, so he said, "Why, if you want a grandson, I must have one? I just don't want to give birth."

"What do you mean?" An Jianqiang was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

An Zhiye: "Literally. You don't want to think that I am not yet 25 years old. I really want to have a child... In short, I don't want to have a child that will tie me up for the rest of my life."

An Jianqiang managed to suppress the anger in his heart, and said: "If you don't want to raise it, just give it to me, and I will find the best nanny and teacher for him to educate him."

An Zhiye: "Then, train him to be a tool man like An Ruoxian, right? Everything you do to him, including every question you ask about his health, is just because you want to train him to be the heir of An's family." Right?"

"Don't just let An Ruoxian and An Ruoxian belong to you. After all, he is your own brother." When An Jianqiang mentioned the name of the eldest son, his eyes became obviously sad, and his momentum became weaker. He then said, "Train him up." Is there anything wrong with being the heir to such a wealthy family? Do you know how many ordinary people have a lifelong dream?"

"Dream?" An Zhiye sneered, and then asked: "Have you ever asked him if he is happy living according to your wish? I don't think he will be happy because of a stubborn father like you."

"An Zhiye!" An Jianqiang roared.

Just when the father and son were confronting each other, Xia Yichen walked out of the room wearing pajamas with an innocent face.His face was pale, his lips were dry and peeling, and he looked at this pair of father and son who never dealt with each other in confusion.

"Why do you wear so little, and run around when you get up together." Although his tone was disgusted and reproachful, An Zhiye immediately took off his thick coat and helped him put it on.

"I felt thirsty and wanted to drink a glass of water. When I came out, I saw you guys arguing." Xia Yichen explained in a low voice.He turned his head to look at this old man who was almost as tall as An Zhiye, hesitating in his heart how to address him, he finally said, "Hello, Uncle."

An Jianqiang glanced at him, and agreed with an almost inaudible "Yes".

Xia Yichen said sincerely again: "I have bothered you so much when I came to your house, and I caused you a lot of trouble last night. I'm really sorry."

"Why are you apologizing to him? You didn't do anything wrong. It's obvious that he trained his servants to fight against others, but after all, don't you follow the master?" An Zhiye said mercilessly immediately.

An Jianqiang roared angrily: "An Zhiye, say it again!" At this moment, housekeeper Liu came to deliver a glass of water to Xia Yichen, and An Jianqiang smashed the glass because of his anxiety.

Hot water splashed An Zhiye's face, Xia Yichen immediately wiped the water off his face with his sleeve in distress.

Xia Yichen asked with concern: "Did you get burned? Are you okay?"

Seeing that An Zhiye was going to discuss something with his father again, Xia Yichen grabbed his hand in a hurry. An Zhiye's strength was so strong that he couldn't hold it back, so he simply threw himself on him and hugged him, and at the same time released the A generous dose of calming and soothing iris pheromones.

With him stroking his back all the time, An Zhiye finally regained his sanity, but Xia Yichen, who was already ill, couldn't even stand up because of the exhaustion of his physical strength.

An Zhiye supported him in a timely manner, and then asked nervously: "Are you okay? Why don't you go back to your room and lie down?"

Xia Yichen shook his head and said, "It's okay. I might be hungry, just eat something."

This time, Butler Liu wisely went to the kitchen to tell him that he had made a lot of delicious food, and he didn't cook any seafood according to An Zhiye's instructions.

Seeing An Zhiye eating brunch with Xia Yichen with a calm face, completely unable to see that he had eaten cumin just now, An Jianqiang was obviously thinking about something in his heart.

Butler Liu quietly asked An Jianqiang: "Mr. An, is the memorial service going to be postponed?"

An Jianqiang replied, "Let's postpone it for two hours."

Steward Liu looked at the two people who were eating from a distance, and said with emotion: "Although at first glance, this person is really inconspicuous, and the two of them are not worthy at all. But now that I see it, I think it's okay."

An Jianqiang couldn't help but ask, "Where is it going?"

Butler Liu replied with a smile: "I also watched the young master grow up. He has the same temper as you since he was a child, and he has a sharp personality. Have you ever seen him care about someone so much?"

An Jianqiang smiled coldly, and asked back, "Really? Why do I feel that the reason why he showed that he cared about him so much was just to annoy me."

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Two hours later, although Xia Yichen wrote his name on the name book as An Ruoxian's friend, it still attracted the attention of everyone present, because An Zhiye walked into the mourning hall holding his hand .

Not many people attended the funeral, the people who came were either An Jianqiang's friends or the deceased An Ruoxian's friends. In short, except for Xia Yichen, almost all of them were celebrities who were either rich or expensive.

According to the order on the list, after walking around the crystal coffin to say goodbye to An Ruoxian silently, everyone would go to An Jianqiang and his wife to say a word of condolence.

An Jianqiang's wife has always been in poor health, and there is only one son, An Ruoxian, and now a white-haired man is giving away a black-haired man, which is even more sad than An Jianqiang.She just stood there ashamed, unable to utter a complete sentence, only knowing that she kept crying.

When it was Xia Yichen's turn to bid farewell, seeing the handsome young man in the crystal coffin, who looked very similar to An Zhiye, lying there motionless, even though they didn't know each other, Xia Yichen felt in his heart A wave of indescribable sadness.

However, when it was Xia Yichen's turn to shake hands with Mrs. An, an embarrassing scene happened. Facing the right hand that Xia Yichen offered, Mrs. An was unwilling to shake hands with him.At that time, everyone in the hall was staring at them, and then Xia Yichen could only silently withdraw his hand in great embarrassment.

An Jianqiang scolded his wife very unhappy, "What's the matter with you? You don't know the general idea."

"I don't know the general idea? I just know the general idea all my life, so what will happen to me in the end?" This time, she did not endure as usual, but resisted.

Before An Jianqiang could speak, Mrs. An said first: "An Jianqiang, I regret it so much. I regret why I didn't divorce you earlier? To fulfill you and the woman you dreamed of day and night, so now lying in bed He was there instead of my son."

An Jianqiang immediately winked at the servants, and quickly took the out-of-control Mrs. An down, and went up to the stage to explain to everyone: "My wife is not in a normal mind because of being too sad recently. Please bear with me."

Although he used his greatest willpower to keep his expression as usual and his voice calm, and the great grief of losing his beloved son in recent days, as well as the disobedient attitude of his younger son towards him, and his wife who had been with him for so many years also gave a speech in front of everyone today. He had dealt himself a fatal blow, and the combination of these several blows finally knocked him down.

An Jianqiang looked at the crowd in the audience, and suddenly his vision was blurred. No matter how much he wanted to open his eyes and concentrate, he gradually couldn't see or hear clearly. Under the gaze of everyone, he suddenly fell to the ground and started twitched.

There were screams from the crowd from time to time, and everyone turned around to find a doctor. Butler Liu desperately thought of their family's personal doctor, who had asked for leave for personal reasons after seeing Xia Yichen.

Although An Zhiye called the emergency number immediately, it is well known that in a critical situation, sometimes a minute of delay can be the difference between life and death.

Xia Yichen glanced at An Jianqiang who was still twitching on the ground, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.Then he squatted down, leaned over and listened for his heartbeat, and then began to perform CPR on him vigorously.

After Xia Yichen gave him heart compressions for 5 minutes, An Jianqiang's eyes unexpectedly opened.After the ambulance took An Jianqiang away, Xia Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that his back was completely wet with sweat in the winter.

An Zhiye wiped the sweat from his brow with the sleeve of his clothes, and supported him at the right time, so that he could stand still.

An Zhiye said "Thank you" with a serious attitude that he had never had before. At that moment, Xia Yichen felt that the blood connection between father and son cannot be separated by any amount of quarrels.

An Zhiye put his arm around his shoulder and asked, "You know first aid?"

Xia Yichen replied: "When I was in college, I used to work part-time as a nurse in a nursing home. There are many sick elderly people who often have this situation. I learned from the doctors in the nursing home. I think it may save lives in critical times."

An Zhiye: "This time I really saved my life."

After ten hours of hard work by the doctors in the emergency center, An Jianqiang was finally out of danger. An Zhiye and Xia Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, especially Xia Yichen, who had a cold and stayed up all night, so sleepy up.

As the only son, An Zhiye had to stay in the hospital. Xia Yichen didn't listen to him, and didn't go back to rest. He insisted on staying with him, but his body couldn't hold it anymore.Just when he was about to find a random bed in the hospital and take a rest, he received a call from his friend Ji Xing.

Ji Xing cut straight to the point and said directly: "It turns out that An Zhiye's family is so rich, and even if he is so rich, he wants to enter the entertainment industry. He is not a rich second generation person, but a real rich second generation."

"Ji Xing, what are you talking about? What is the rich second generation?" Although Ji Xing is his good friend, but because An Zhiye doesn't seem to like getting involved with An's Group very much, Xia Yichen pretended not to understand.

Ji Xing said again: "Xiao Chenchen, you are too unkind. You even attended his elder brother's funeral, and you pretended to be with me? You really have love and don't want friends, no, it seems like It's not even love..."

After Ji Xing's reminder, Xia Yichen turned on the phone he hadn't looked at for a long time.

The first trending item on Weibo was "An Zhiye is the sole heir of An's Group". After clicking on it, the accompanying picture was a photo of An Zhiye and him attending the funeral together.

They were all dressed in black, with solemn faces, but their hands were held together.