The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Xia Yanxi curled up, hugged her knees with her hands, and buried her face in them.

Tanglin Group, meeting room on the top floor.

The man sitting in the main seat listened carefully to the financial director's report, and glanced at his watch from time to time.

The chief financial officer paused and asked, "Third Master, do you have other things to do?"

The other executives present looked at him with curiosity. Just now they found that Ji Beimu seemed to be in a hurry to do something.

The man came back to his senses, and said lightly: "It's nothing, continue."

Only then did the executives continue to report on the progress of their work, until the end of the meeting, these people walked out with a long sigh of relief as if they had received an amnesty.

When Ji Beimu returned to the office, he saw that there was not even a single person in the huge office, and his face darkened.

He turned to look at his subordinates and asked, "Is there anyone looking for me today?"

"No." The subordinate replied firmly.

There are not many people who have the opportunity to meet Ji Beimu every year, not to mention many people are filtered out by them.

After the words fell, the man's face became even colder.

Sensing the frightening aura emanating from him, the subordinate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said in a trembling voice, "Third Master, I dare not lie to you."

Ji Beimu pressed his temple, "Go to the hospital and see Zhao Bin."

In the ward, Zhao Bin and him looked at each other in silence.

Ji Beimu has been sitting here for an hour, but apart from a few shabby words with him at the beginning, there was a long silence.

The man's face was covered with haze, obviously in a bad mood.

Zhao Binrao had been with him for many years, and seeing him like this, he was still terrified.

After a long while, he mustered up the courage to say: "Third Master, has the company encountered any difficult things?"

Ji Beimu tapped his finger on the armrest of the wheelchair, as if he didn't hear his question.

Zhao Bin scratched his head in embarrassment, just when he thought Ji Beimu was not in the mood to communicate with him today, the man said again: "Did anyone else come to see you today?"

"No." Zhao Bin replied, "Except for the bodyguards outside who brought me meals on time, no one else came to see me."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with his words.

Unexpectedly, his answer made his face even more ugly, Zhao Bin was very depressed.

What he said just now was the truth, but he didn't know that his words made this man unhappy again.

Zhao Bin's brain was running fast, and after a while, an incredible idea emerged from his mind.

He gave Ji Beimu a meaningful look, and said after deliberation: "Miss Xia didn't contact me today either."

After the words fell, Ji Beimu finally looked him straight.

Zhao Bin was so shocked that he quickly lowered his head, shut up wisely and didn't say anything more.

But I still couldn't help but slander: Miss Xia is the only one who can cause the third master's emotions to fluctuate so much?
"She didn't contact you, so you wouldn't take the initiative to contact her?" After another long silence, Ji Beimu spoke again.

Zhao Bin blinked his eyes and met his bottomless eyes, only then did he understand what he meant.

"I...I'll call Miss Xia right now." Zhao Bin smiled awkwardly and took out his phone.

While waiting for the other party to answer, he couldn't help but glanced at the man.

The third master clearly wanted to contact Miss Xia, but he couldn't find an excuse, so he came here to put pressure on him.

The phone rang for a long time, until it was about to be cut off automatically, the person over there finally answered.

However, it was an immature voice, "Brother Zhao, my sister is not feeling well and is sleeping."

"Miss Xia is not feeling well?" Zhao Bin's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Ji Beimu cautiously.

The man's face was even more terrifying.

This time, without waiting for Ji Beimu's reminder, he asked tactfully again: "What's wrong with Miss Xia?"

"It's just uncomfortable." Xia Jinyuan replied perfunctorily, "Do you have anything to ask her for? I can help you pass the message."

"I..." Zhao Bin shifted his gaze to ask for instructions on Ji Beimu, and saw the man controlling the wheelchair and going out.

He sighed, "It's okay."

At this time, in the small apartment.

Xia Jinyuan hung up the phone and returned the phone to Xia Yanxi.

The speaker was on during the call just now, so she also heard what the other party said.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Go to the hospital first." Xia Jinyuan was very worried when she saw her looking sluggish lying on the bed.

Xia Yanxi shook her head, "I'm just a little tired, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

The reason why she didn't answer Zhao Bin's call in person just now is because she finds it difficult to even speak now.

Only when she falls asleep can she forget the sound she heard last night.

Xia Jinyuan knew her temper, and although she was still worried, she couldn't say anything.

After helping her tuck the quilt, he sat aside obediently and looked at her.

Xia Yanxi tossed and turned, and two hours later she still couldn't fall asleep.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Xia Jinyuan stood up, "Let me see who it is."

Xia Yanxi nodded, some thoughts flashed through her mind, and her expression became complicated.

Xia Jinyuan moved a chair, stood on it and saw the scene outside through the peephole, his expression changed.

He was about to ask Xia Yanxi what she meant when he turned around and found that she had already walked out of the room.

"Sister, it's him." Xia Jinyuan said.

No name was named, but Xia Yanxi already had a tacit understanding of who was coming.

She stood in front of the door and hesitated for a while before opening the door.

The man was leaning on crutches, and when he heard the door open, he slowly raised his head.

"Why are you here?" Xia Yanxi turned her head away, avoiding staring at him.

Ji Beimu sized her up and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Yanxi froze for a moment, "So it was you who asked Assistant Zhao to call."

After being guessed by her, the man showed no embarrassment on his face, and asked repeatedly: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's much better." Xia Yanxi replied perfunctorily.

In fact, the uncomfortable feeling in the heart has not dissipated.

And she also knew that this could not be solved by going to the hospital.

Ji Beimu narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you want to use this kind of thing to avoid work?"

"I didn't." Xia Yanxi bit her lip.

"Then come back with me." The man walked out with a cane.

Xia Yanxi stared at his tall back, her expression became complicated, and she said after a while: "Otherwise, we should never meet again."

Thinking that she might hear that voice again in the future, Xia Yanxi's heart felt heavy.

Ji Beimu stopped and looked back at her.

Xia Yanxi plucked up the courage to meet his gaze, "Anyway, I don't seem to be of any use now, and being by your side is just a burden, so why not..."

"Do you think you can decide this alone?" The man's thin lips slowly rose, his eyes were cold.