The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Ji Beimu's eyes were dark.

Scenes from the past over the years flashed in my mind.

He was only seventeen years old when he took over Tanglin Group.

Whether it is the internal or external forces of the group, they are all eyeing his position.

Conspiracy and conspiracy, scrambling and fighting have never been less.

It is precisely because of a clear understanding of the cruelty of reality and the selfishness of human nature that I completely interrupted the idea of ​​having beautiful expectations for this world!
But after all, he still underestimated the means of those people.

It was the third year he became the president of Tanglin Group, that is, six years ago.

During the business trip, one of his well-trained subordinates tricked the bodyguards elsewhere.

While he was resting, he actually wanted his life.

Fortunately, he noticed something strange at the beginning, and just opened his eyes, the knife in the assistant's hand was about to pierce his heart!
In the blink of an eye, he avoided the assistant's attack.

During the fight between the two, both accidentally fell off the cliff.

The speed of the fall was too fast for him to bear, and to this day he still remembers the pain of falling heavily into the sea water.

But when he woke up, he unexpectedly found that he was still alive.

It was a girl who rescued him ashore.

Ji Beimu closed his eyes, and the crisp voice of the girl six years ago echoed in his brain: "Brother, do you eat apples?"

"Oh!"

All the pictures in the brain exploded at this moment, and turned into strands of fragments again.

Ji Beimu's brows furrowed deeper, trying hard to think of the girl's face.

But the piece of the jigsaw puzzle that was missing in memory couldn't be pieced together for a long time.

The more he thought about it, the more severe the pain in his head was, as if someone had hit him hard with a heavy hammer!

"Third Master...?" Xia Yanxi saw that his expression was getting more and more wrong, so she hurriedly put the kitten down and walked in front of him.

Ji Beimu opened his eyes suddenly, avoiding her touch.

The girl's movements froze in mid-air.

The man came back to his senses slowly, and softened his tone, "It's getting late, let's rest first."

"Third Master, can you tell me what's wrong with you?" Xia Yanxi asked tentatively.

She has been seeing Ji Beimu taking medicine for the past few days, and she has already guessed this.

The coldness in the man's eyes just now didn't seem like he was angry because she adopted a kitten.

Ji Beimu raised his eyes to look at her, but didn't answer.

Xia Yanxi pursed her lips, and explained: "Actually, I know some Chinese medicine, and I hope I can help you."

The sincerity in the girl's starry eyes slowly melted the coldness on his face.

The man looked at her quietly for a while, then stretched out his left hand.

Xia Yanxi was surprised.

So, Ji Beimu still believed her?
She quickly placed her fingers on his wrist, carefully studying his pulse.

After only two seconds, her face immediately changed.

Why is the third master so weak?
The main problem is the heart.

The beating frequency of the heart is too slow!

"Am I, dying soon?" Ji Beimu propped his chin with his right hand and squinted at her.

The tone is even casual.

Xia Yanxi withdrew her hand seriously, "Third Master, let's go back to the room and talk."

The Ji family's various eyeliners are intricate, and she can't let others eavesdrop on Ji Beimu's affairs here.

Ji Beimu nodded, and said casually while turning the wheelchair, "Take it with you."

"Him?" Xia Yanxi blinked.

Look left and right, but there is no one else here except them.

The man's face was calm and unwavering, "I only give it one chance."

"Meow!" The little cat cried out at this moment, scratching Xia Yanxi's shoes with its tender paws.

Her eyes lit up.

Could it be that Ji Beimu was referring to it just now?

Xia Yanxi quickly hugged the kitten in her arms, and followed Ji Beimu closely.

She asked curiously: "Third Master, don't you have a cleanliness freak?"

Ji Beimu squinted at her.

The corners of the girl's lips raised an obvious arc, and the happiness and satisfaction on her little face could not be hidden no matter what.

His frowning brows gradually relaxed, "Look at its performance."

Seeing that there was no trace of anger in him, Xia Yanxi was completely relieved.

Holding up the kitten's paw, he promised: "Third Master! I will make it behave!"

Back in the room, Xia Yanxi put the kitten aside first, and said to him seriously: "The third master has a heart problem."

Ji Beimu stopped pouring tea.

After a few seconds, he continued to pour himself half a cup of tea as if nothing had happened.

"It seems that I'm right?" She said in a melancholy voice, "The heart is a very important organ of the human body. According to the current situation of the third master, if it is only maintained by drugs, I'm afraid..." It won't last for a year.

The man tightened his grip on the teacup, and raised his eyes, where the girl's worried face met.

"Are you sad?" Ji Beimu chuckled.

"Third Master...why don't you take your body seriously?" Xia Yanxi clenched her lips, looking at him with more complicated eyes.

So Ji Beimu knew his physical condition long ago, but he had a strong ability to pretend.

If he hadn't felt the pulse for him, how would he have known that he was already terminally ill.

The man took a few sips of tea, stood up, and approached her step by step.

Xia Yanxi did not dodge.

The clear and clean breath on his body was getting closer and closer, and her heart felt inexplicably heavy.

All kinds of scenes in the past two months of marrying him flashed through my mind quickly.

Even if it's just a pet, it will develop feelings after getting along for a long time.

What's more, in a sense, the two of them have already been tightly bound together by this relationship.

But other than that, Xia Yanxi clearly realized that it wasn't just these things that made her feel sad.

Ji Beimu stood still in front of her, gently squeezed her chin with his slender fingers, making her look up.

A few imperceptible tears flickered in the girl's starry eyes.

His eyes softened, and he engraved her face at this moment in his mind.

In his life, he has enjoyed very little warmth.

Even if Xia Yanxi is really not that girl, so what...

"Third Master?" Xia Yanxi asked worriedly, seeing him in a trance, "Do you feel unwell again? I'm going to call the doctor now?"

"No need." Ji Beimu restrained his thoughts, his face regained his coolness, "You just need to do your own thing."

The girl pursed her lips.

So what does this man mean, let her not worry about him?

But they are comrades-in-arms under the same roof, how can they turn a blind eye when they know that the other party has physical problems.

She didn't have time to persuade, the man walked back to the bedroom, "Sleep."

"Alright..." Xia Yanxi obediently followed, and lay down on the other side of the big bed.

Two hours later, she sneaked out of bed again.

From his little luggage, he took out a thick medical book.

"Meow!" The little cat jumped onto the desk, rubbing its head against the back of her hand.

"Hush—" Xia Yanxi made a silent gesture, and continued to read the part of the medical book about heart disease.

Unexpectedly, Ji Beimu also got out of bed and stood tall at the door of the bedroom.

Looking at the back of the girl seriously flipping through the book, he sighed quietly in his heart.

At this time, the Qi family.

After Qi Yan woke up, she stared at the cold white ceiling, her body smelled strongly of disinfectant.

She suddenly sat up on the hospital bed, looked around, and found that Qi Chengliang was smoking by the window.

"Dad!" The image before coma flashed in my mind, Qi Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "We really have nothing to do?"