The tablemate I have a crush on is a paranoid

The company Xia Yuanqing worked for before his death was the largest securities company in the country. When Xia Songyue went straight to the front desk, the receptionist asked him with a formulaic smile, "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

He was wearing a baseball cap, which covered a pair of clear light-colored eyes, revealing a beautiful jaw line and pale skin. He shook his head and said softly in a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm looking for Assistant Yang, please Tell him for me, Xia Songyue came to him, and asked him to take time to meet me."

The receptionist didn't know what the pale and beautiful boy was looking for Assistant Yang, so he hesitated a little, and then dialed the internal line. At first, Assistant Yang said that he didn't have an appointment, but after the receptionist gave Xia Songyue's name , Assistant Yang was silent for a while, and then asked the receptionist to bring him up directly.

The elevator went up to the seventeenth floor, and as soon as the door opened, Xia Songyue saw Assistant Yang standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. As Xia Yuanqing's assistant, Assistant Yang was always loyal and devoted to his duties in official business, and he often had dinner and chats with Xia Yuanqing in private , they would also come to visit during the holidays. The two have a good personal relationship. Now that they see Xia Songyue, they are not as warm as before, and even a little indifferent. When Xia Songyue came to him, Assistant Yang spoke first. "If you are here to ask about your father, I advise you to go back early and don't come here again next time."

Because her body was still burning, Xia Songyue felt dizzy and her reaction was much slower, "...why?"

"Songyue, people have to pay for the things they do wrong," Assistant Yang looked down condescendingly, and his indifferent face seemed to be tinged with pity, "This is what your father won for you." For the best result, you have to understand his hard work, live your life well in the future, and don’t let him down.”

Xia Songyue was about to ask him what Xia Yuanqing did wrong, when he heard a loud voice, footsteps mixed with curses, and then a man in a security uniform hurried over and pulled Assistant Yang said quickly: "Assistant Yang, the family members are making trouble again. President Xia must compensate her son's life and all their losses, otherwise they will jump from the seventeenth floor. I, I really can't stop it."

The keen Xia Songyue immediately grasped the point. He pulled Assistant Yang and looked up at him with a pair of clear but weak eyes, "My father, what happened to him?"

As soon as he spoke, the security guard noticed his beautiful pale face and recognized him, "You, aren't you Mr. Xia's son? Why did you come here? Hurry up, or you won't be able to leave later. …”

The security guard then pushed Xia Songyue to the stairs, but it was too late, a woman and two men who had heard the sound had already heard his words, and immediately rushed forward and grabbed Xia Songyue's hand , the three pulled him left and right, the woman dressed as a peasant woman was still howling loudly, her cloudy eyes were shining, "You are the son of that goddamn Xia Yuanqing who killed my son, If you don't pay me 1000 million today, you don't even think about getting out of this door!"

Xia Songyue was dizzy and had a splitting headache from being yelled at by the woman. His arms were scratched and scratched by their rough fingers and sharp nails. He looked like an animal caught by a wolf. , as if in the next second they would be ripped apart to the bone, drinking blood and devouring flesh.

"What are you guys doing? Talk it out if you have something to say. He's just a child. Don't drag him like this!" The security guard and Assistant Yang immediately came up to try to persuade the fight, but the woman clung to Xia Songyue tightly. Her two sons He didn't back down, and shouted: "What's wrong with the child, my elder brother was killed by his father, can't we ask his father to pay back the debt? If it wasn't for his black-hearted father to come up with some kind of currency investment, I would Will the eldest brother commit suicide by swallowing sleeping pills because the company went bankrupt? Is there any justice in this world? Murderers go unpunished, but we victims don’t get any compensation..."

The three of them, one mother and one son, claimed that they were victims, and how miserable their son's death was, but the focus was all on the word "compensation". I know, but in the face of such three unreasonable people, there is no reason or persuasion, because they only accept money.

Xia Songyue listened to the dark-skinned man constantly talking about Xia Yuanqing's scheming and slander, she clenched her fists and couldn't bear it anymore, regardless of the woman's nails digging into his skin, she forcefully raised her hand to his face Hello with a punch.

The man obviously didn't expect that Xia Songyue, who looked weak and gentle, would hit someone, and he was so strong, he was punched unprepared, his face hurt, and his lips were broken. His eyes widened, and he held Xia Songyue's collar with one hand fiercely, "You brat, you dare to hit me, see if I don't kill you!"

Before the fist he swung could come down, he was abruptly bent in half a circle in mid-air. The dark-eyed, fierce-eyed boy twisted his arms and kicked him to the ground, his cold and handsome face was full of violence. ruthless.

Ji Shixuan held Xia Songyue's arms and pulled him behind him. Seeing this, Assistant Yang immediately stepped forward to stop the mother and son who were about to act wildly, and said coldly, "The three of you are enough, Mr. Xia has already paid for his life." I gave you my life back, and your second son took 500 million from him in private. Don’t be too greedy. Investment is inherently risky. If you continue to make trouble like this, we have no choice but to call the police. If I can't get it, I have to spit out all the 500 million!"

The family originally thought that Xia Yuanqing would be a bully and wanted to make more money, but when they heard that Assistant Yang said they would call the police and take out the 500 million they got, they immediately left in despair.

Xia Songyue took a strong breath, but when she saw Ji Shixuan, she dissipated. He hugged Ji Shixuan's neck tightly, his eyelashes were as thick and long as crow feathers drooping weakly. Ji Shixuan felt hot on his body, and hurriedly Carried him downstairs and took a taxi to the hospital. After a lot of trouble, Ji Shixuan carried Xia Songyue home.

Aunt Liu had been sitting on the sofa waiting, and saw Ji Shixuan brought Xia Songyue back. Xia Songyue's arms and arms were covered with bruises and nail marks. She stepped forward in surprise and anxiety, "Hey, what's going on here?"

"It's okay, I've already been to the hospital." Ji Shixuan shook his head at her, and walked upstairs with his back on his back.

Carefully put Xia Songyue on the sofa, Ji Shixuan supported his knees and half-kneeled down in front of him, pursed his thin lips, and carefully wiped the medicine prescribed by the hospital on Xia Songyue's arms with a cotton swab, Xia Songyue didn't say a word during this process, and even frowned when it hurt. When Ji Shixuan finished painting his arms and was about to get up to throw away the cotton swab, Xia Songyue suddenly pulled Clutching his wrist, the drooping eyelashes drew a fragile shadow, and he asked him, "Ji Shixuan, am I too useless?"

Because of Xia Yuanqing's improper operation and input of wrong instructions, the stock market of the virtual currency developed by him crashed. He chose to close the door and commit suicide, using the method of one life for one life to repay this debt, 100 million and one house, in exchange for Xia Yuanqing's life.

"It's not that you're useless, but because Uncle Xia loves you too much." Ji Shixuan's voice was slightly astringent, and his broad and cold palms gently stroked Xia Songyue's pale and soft cheeks, and slowly told him, " In fact, it's not just because of the debt, Uncle Xia chose to settle it in this way, but also because he couldn't accept that he killed a person."

It is one thing for Zhang Hong's mother and younger brother to ask for sky-high compensation, but what crushed Xia Yuanqing in the end was the guilt and self-blame he couldn't face. Xia Songyue is not doing well, so this is the most suitable solution he thinks after thinking about it. Some people may think it is cowardly, but this is his principle of life. Some people are born to believe in a clean life, Letting him live with stains is worse than death.

Xia Songyue stopped talking, her eyes were downcast and out of focus, but Ji Shixuan knew that he had listened, so she bent slightly and picked him up and put him on the bed. Ji Shixuan leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Have a good sleep , will pass.”

Xia Songyue's thick and fragile eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally closed his eyes obediently.

When Ji Shixuan went downstairs, Aunt Liu had already left. She was using a post-it note to leave a note on the refrigerator, telling him where to put all the food that could be eaten. She was going back to pick up her grandson from school now, and she would come over to make it tomorrow morning meal.

After Ji Shixuan finished reading it, he tore off the post-it note and threw it into the trash can. He set the time for the soup stew pot where Aunt Liu had put the ingredients, and then turned and went upstairs.

Xia Songyue had already fallen asleep, her breathing was long and light, her brows were slightly frowned, her delicate and beautiful face looked pale and weak, but fortunately, the fever on her body had receded a little, and it wasn't so hot anymore, Ji Shixuan felt distressed and tenderly Rubbed his cheek lightly with her fingers, hesitated for a moment, then got up and went to Xia Yuanqing's bedroom.

Because he helped deal with Xia Yuanqing's funeral these two days, Ji Shixuan knew the reason for Xia Yuanqing's suicide half a day earlier than Xia Songyue, so he was very disturbed and flustered. Xia Yuanqing was not such a careless person, such a simple and low-level mistake , not a veteran who has worked in the financial industry for decades will make a mistake. This is the same as a student who is admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University. An order that led to a complete collapse of the currency, an insider can see that there is a problem at a glance.