I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Even though Sheng Xichen tried to hide it, Zhao Zhonghan, who knew him well, could still see the paleness of his face.

"No...it's okay." Sheng Jichen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person who came in was Zhao Zhonghan.

He held his head in his hands. The pain was so severe that his elbows pushed the documents on the table to the ground.

"Do you have a headache? I'll ask the young lady to come up and give you a look..."

"Don't go." Sheng Xichen yelled eagerly.

"But you..." Zhao Zhonghan was worried and at a loss.

"Pour me a glass of hot water."

"Okay." Zhao Zhonghan quickly went to pour hot water.

He seemed to feel better after drinking some water.

"Master, don't scare me. If you really have a severe headache, you must tell the young mistress.

The young mistress is a miracle doctor, she will definitely treat you. "

"How many days is it?" Sheng Xinchen put down the water glass and looked at him squarely and asked.

"No...." Zhao Zhonghan remembered it clearly in his mind, but he didn't dare to say it directly. "It's the seventh day." After he finished speaking, he continued: "There are still seven days left. I see that the young lady has been reading medical books recently. He must be studying how to remove the three sperm needles from your brain.

Master, you must relax, you will definitely be fine. "

"Yeah." Sheng Xinchen only had an indifferent smile on his face. "Help me go to the sofa and sit for a while."

Zhao Zhonghan did as he was told.

"You go to the computer and open the text document, and you write whatever I say."

"Master, what do you want to write?"

Sheng Xianchen just stared at him and signaled him to do it quickly.

Zhao Zhonghan didn't dare to refuse, so he sat down at the desk and opened the text document.

"The divorce agreement..." Sheng Xichen said.

"Young master wants to divorce young mistress?" Zhao Zhonghan shouted in shock.

"Are you planning to let the whole world know that I'm going to die now and you want to divorce that little woman?" He yelled angrily in a low voice. "If I ask you to write, just write. How can there be so much nonsense?"

"..." Zhao Zhonghan endured the discomfort in his heart and typed the 'divorce agreement' on the computer keyboard uncomfortably.

"I, Sheng Xichen, voluntarily divorced Shi Xiyue peacefully. After my death... the entire Shenghuang International property will belong to Shi Xiyue and her five children.

And all the shares that I, Sheng Xichen, have in the Sheng Group belong to their mother and son..."

Sheng Xichen included all the benefits for Shi Xiyue and the children in the agreement. In order to prevent the uncles of the Sheng family from competing for property, he also asked Zhao Zhonghan to stamp his private seal. and signed by him.

His current situation has not reached the stage of 'death' at all. However, he has left nothing for himself.

If the young master really doesn't love the young mistress at all, all he has done is just to shoulder the responsibility of being a husband. Zhao Zhonghan would never believe it if he gave the benefits to his wife and children.

Sheng Jichen stood up after Zhao Zhonghan had written the terms he wanted to draft.

"Go find a lawyer and get it notarized." After he finished speaking, he walked out of the study.

He went downstairs and went directly to the restaurant. The children and Shi Xiyue had already finished eating and left.

Mrs. Fu and the servant are clearing the table.

"Master, you haven't had lunch yet, but I haven't left any left for you. I'll make some for you." Mrs. Fu said kindly when she saw Sheng Xichen.

"Have they finished all of these...?" He looked at the empty plates on the dining table.

"Yes, the young masters really like to eat the food made by the master. Look at how cleanly these hairy crabs are eaten, as well as these dishes.

Just now I specially took a small notebook and recorded the food that each of the children likes to eat for the young master.

As well as their characteristics, I believe that after the young master sees them, he will not make mistakes again in the future. "

"Thank you Mrs. Fu." After Sheng Xichen finished speaking, he pulled out the chair next to him and sat down. "Stop cleaning up now and prepare a bowl of rice for me."

"But Master, these dishes are all..." The maid wanted to say that the dishes have been made like this by the young masters.

"Go." Mrs. Fu interrupted the maid and motioned for her to go quickly.

Sheng Xinchen picked up the remaining dishes on the plate with his chopsticks and ate them. Although they were all made by himself, he did not dare to taste them while making them.

I'm worried that I won't be able to cook anymore if I haven't cooked for so long.

He learned to cook because his mother liked to eat food cooked by him. However, it was also because he lost his mother that he refused to enter the kitchen again.

The entrance to Su's house.

In autumn, the yellow leaves on the trees slowly fall down, and the wind and sand on the roadside make this independent mansion look particularly desolate.

Su Xiaoqin and her mother Li Xiufang have been tied to the wrought iron gate for more than seven hours.

Su Xiaoqin watched helplessly as the blood on her mother's chest drained away bit by bit. Listening to my mother wailing and sobbing. A painful cry for help...

Her voice was hoarse from screaming, but she still couldn't call the people around her to help.

Just because when this villa was originally built, the Su family deliberately purchased the surrounding land in order to show their identity and have peace of mind. No one is qualified to come here except members of their family.

"Mom, mom, don't sleep, you must not sleep. If you close your eyes, you will never see me and dad again..." Su Xiaoqin called her mother hysterically.

"..." Li Xiufang had no response, and the ground under her feet was stained red with blood.

She didn't even have the last bit of strength, and her whole head drooped.

"No, Mom...talk to me...help...wuwu..."

Su Xiaoqin cried heartbreakingly, but the only response to her was the ruthless cold wind and yellow sand.

After an unknown amount of time, the rope around her body suddenly loosened, and she collapsed to the ground.

She came to her senses and crawled to her mother's side. She was helpless and untied the rope from Li Xiufang's body. Due to her lack of strength, Li Xiufang fell directly to the ground after leaving the rope.

"Mom...Mom, how are you? Don't scare me." She collapsed on the ground and held her mother's body in her arms. However, Li Xiufang still did not respond.

She placed her trembling hands in front of Li Xiufang's nose.

Li Xiufang no longer had any breath, and her face was as white as a dead person.

"Mom, wake up, don't leave me alone..." Su Xiaoqin cried crazily until her voice became hoarse and she could no longer shout.

The night is slightly cooler, and the lights on the roadside have been turned on.

Su Xiaoqin still held the deceased Li Xiufang, unable to recover for a long time.

She couldn't accept her mother's death, not because she died too suddenly. Instead, she watched helplessly as the blood on her mother's chest fell to the ground drop by drop. Watching her muttering in pain and helplessly asking for help until the end of her life.

The sound of ‘knock knock knock’ leather shoes on the road clearly echoed in the air.

The sound got closer and closer, and the sound finally stopped when the last figure enveloped the mother and daughter.