Dressed as a wealthy president's dead ex-husband[Transmigration Book]

"Qi Mingyi seems to be hospitalized with some serious illness?" Xie Yixiu reconfirmed in disbelief.

Zhao Han nodded inexplicably: "Yes."

Now it was Xie Yixiu's turn to not understand.

Is Qi Mingyi sick?Yes, Xie Yixiu thinks that he is mentally ill, but the fact is that he is very healthy!

After all, "Natural Actor" is not a novel about sadomasochism, it is a normal and refreshing novel, so how could the protagonist suffer from an emergency, and it is such a terrible disease at first sight.

"It can't be an allergy, right?" After thinking about it, Xie Yixiu finally came up with this ailment, whether it's serious or not.

Allergy is a disease that many people have now, but in general, many people's allergies can be relieved by taking just one allergy medicine.

But it is undeniable that if the situation is serious, allergies can be fatal!

As Zhao Han said, Qi Mingyi's appearance of being unable to breathe is one of the severe allergic reactions, but it's right that this symptom rarely occurs.

allergy?Zhao Han thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know either, I just went to the hospital to see my brother yesterday, and just happened to see his assistant enter the next ward."

Now Xie Yixiu was extremely surprised, but it was another person who was surprised.

"What's wrong with your brother?"

Zhao Han shrugged and said helplessly, "It's nothing, it's just a cold and a fever."

The understatement of the words, as if he obviously didn't want to talk about it, Xie Yixiu didn't continue to ask.

Going to the hospital with a cold and fever?The Zhao family has its own private doctor, so how could such a small problem be admitted to the hospital.

but--

What happened to the Zhao family has nothing to do with him, Xie Yixiu's only connection with the Zhao family is Zhao Han, so Zhao Han didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject in a polite manner.

"Are you going to the charity party you told me about earlier?"

Sitting across from Xie Yixiu, Zhao Han, who was crossing his legs, nodded: "I will definitely go, but I feel bad that I am about to bleed again."

Hearing this, Xie Yixiu glanced at him with a half-smile, and teased, "Won't the Zhao family reimburse you?"

Hearing this, Zhao Han couldn't help but look at Xie Yixiu with resentful eyes, and said in an erratic tone: "How much do you think my family can give me?"

Hey, look at the tone, it seems that there is a lot to donate, now Xie Yixiu is interested.

After poking Zhao Han, he asked enthusiastically, "How much do you want to donate? 1000 million?"

This is a conservative price, but it is also the most likely price. After all, according to Zhao Han's habit of attending charity dinners in the past, it is generally within 1000 million.

But this time Xie Yixiu looked down on him.

Zhao Han retorted angrily, "2000 million."

Xie Yixiu:? ? ?

Hearing this number, Xie Yixiu couldn't help digging his ears, with an expression of disbelief.

Zhao Han was so annoyed by this appearance, he interrupted his mischievous movements with a "pop", and said angrily, "You look down on me."

Now Xie Yixiu repeatedly complained: "Who dares to look down on you, you, Zhao Han, are a first-class nobleman in Beijing."

Although he knew that Xie Yixiu was flattering, he had to say that Zhao Han was really comfortable hearing him say that.

"What about you this time? What are you going to auction?"

Zhao Han was afraid that his friend was inexperienced at a charity dinner for the first time, so he planned to pass on his years of experience to him.

The Zhao family in Beijing is regarded as a family that is more interested in charity. Anyway, in the eyes of outsiders, the Zhao family has shown the appearance of a charity family for decades.

Therefore, as long as there is a large-scale charity gala, there must be a presence of the Zhao family, so Zhao Han is very familiar with such gala dinners.

Unlike the Zhao family, the Xie family has kept a low profile since the generation of Xie's father. Although they also do charity, they usually donate privately.

They say they are doing charity, but they actually go to charity banquets that they want to earn fame. They rarely go, so Xie Yixiu really doesn't understand the inside ways.

Xie Yixiu couldn't help being speechless after listening to what Zhao Han said.

This is too much trouble, right?

People who are invited to a charity dinner not only have to pay to take pictures, but also donate items.

And this is still an unspoken rule!

That is to say, the organizer will not tell people about these things, but if the person doesn't do it, he will be ridiculed by everyone in the circle.

Hehe, the real Nima is poisonous!

Just ask for money!

It was the first time that Xie Yixiu had the thought of regretting taking other people's money and laughing at them, so he didn't want to go.

"Anyway, don't be stupid to take good things to donate, and then spend a lot of money to buy some useless things back. If you really want to bleed, donate as good, or pay a lot of money to shoot as good, and the other one is to save face. OK."

Zhao Han used the personal experience of people around him to tell Xie Yixiu the past of "saving face and hurting money".

As he talked, he became interested, and he still insisted on teasing Xie Yixiu, telling him the "interesting things" that happened at previous charity galas, and finally left with more than enough to say.

And not long after Zhao Han left, Xie Yixiu, who was stuffed with a bunch of "interesting things" in his head, also got off work with his baby in his arms in a daze.

……

Originally, Xie Yixiu was reluctant to bring his children to such a noisy place on the day of the charity dinner, but after thinking about it, he still brought the children.

You must know that Little Spoon is not an ordinary child!

He is his son, and Xie Yixiu is unwilling to have another child, so Xiao Shaozi should be his only child in this life.

As his only child, as the future heir of the lighthouse, although Xiao Shaozi is small, at his age, he should really start to socialize with peers of the same class.

And for such a charity show, Xie Yixiu knew that most wealthy families would definitely bring their valued children over to see the world, so he naturally also brought a small spoon.

As the pampered young master of a wealthy family, Xiao Shaozi has a variety of dresses for the dinner party, cute, mature, steady, well-behaved and soft...

Seeing it, Xie Yixiu couldn't help showing his paternity, and asked him to try one set after another, and finally—he still couldn't get enough of it—let him change back to the first set at the beginning.

Ah ~

He finally understands why some people like those paper man games that can only change clothes!

It turns out that dressing up your son/daughter is such a joyful thing! !

Looking at his cute and cute son, Xie Yixiu couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his chubby smiling cheek, then stroked his soft curly hair lovingly.

Seeing Little Spoon hugging his thigh shyly and calling him Dad, Xie Yixiu's heart softened into a puddle of water.

"My little spoon is such a little angel!"

After poking his son's chubby face, Xie Yixiu picked up his son and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

However, as soon as such emotions were uttered, Wang Ma, who was "watching like a tiger" next to her, punctured the current scene of "father's kindness and son's filial piety".

"Master, don't poke the young master's cheek anymore, you will make the young master drool." The selfless Wang Ma glanced at her young master Yixiu resentfully.

Having been a servant in Xie's house all his life, Wang, who has no children, treats Xie Yixiu just like his own child, so naturally he loves this child who looks exactly like his young master to the bottom of his heart.

Coupled with the second-generation relatives, Wang Ma now loves Little Spoon even more than the young master who doted on him since childhood!Anyway, Xie Yixiu's xenophobia in Wang Ma's heart has moved back.

Touching his nose, Xie Yixiu smiled awkwardly at what Wang Ma said, and he had already accepted that he was "out of favor" in Wang Ma's heart and walked away silently.

"Master, you forgot to take something." When Xie Yixiu walked to the door, Wang Ma suddenly stepped forward, sighed, and handed over a beautifully packaged box.

Xie Yixiu froze for a moment, then reached out to take it.

Now Wang Ma sighed even more: "Master, you should have some snacks."

Xie Yixiu: Er...

Isn't it just that you forgot something, how did you rise to the point of long snacks?

But taking a look at the kind Wang Ma, Xie Yixiu fell silent.

All right, if you have a snack, let's have a snack!

"Master, you are going to leave the house in an hour, but you haven't done anything, why don't you hurry up and tidy yourself up?" Wang Ma continued.

Probably only Wang Ma dared to talk to Xie Yixiu like this in the whole villa, but Xie Yixiu was used to it.

After all, the original owner was brought up by Wang Ma, Xie Yixiu would not just treat her as a servant to this Wang Ma who entrusted her whole body and mind to herself.

"Got it, Wang Ma, I'll go right away." Xie Yixiu repeatedly begged for mercy, and Wang Ma couldn't help laughing out at his funny appearance.

Many creases appeared on the deliberately tense face, which was different from the seriousness she pretended to be. Wang Ma, who was smiling, looked like a kind old lady.

Watching Xie Yixiu go out, Wang Ma picked up her beloved young master spoon, rubbed his slightly flushed cheeks distressedly and said: "My little master, remember to avoid when dad pokes your cheek from now on." Ah, don't just stand there and poke it for Dad, you know?"

However, the distressed little spoon didn't nod this time. Instead, he looked at Wang Ma seriously nodding and retorted: "But that's my daddy!"

Now Wang Ma's heart softened even more.

How could there be such a cute and considerate little angel in this world!

The old man hugged him distressedly, and his vicissitudes of voice was exceptionally soft: "The young master is really a good boy!"

She couldn't say any more, she just kept feeling sorry for his cheeks that were poked red by her young master.

Seeing the distressed expression on the old man's face, Little Spoon hugged her very sensiblely, and comforted her: "Mama Wang doesn't feel bad, Little Spoon doesn't hurt at all.".