If you are not the top class, you will inherit hundreds of millions of family properties.

Ji Rong replied several times in a row, and it didn't take long for Ji Rong to realize that his phone was about to explode, so he quickly turned off all notifications.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Hang called him.

"My little master, you are so awesome, you are so annoying to netizens on the Internet, you are the top in the entertainment industry! Worship the boss!"

Ji Rong leaned on the sofa indifferently, and casually picked up a piece of beef jerky, "If you want to post it casually, then I can't let others talk about me. Anyway, there is a network cable between them. If they can say it, I can say it too. Fair enough."

"Go and see what's being said on the Internet, it's too spectacular, you're hot!"

After hanging up the phone, Ji Rong clicked on Weibo again, this time there were a lot of comments.

Some people brushed the topic #内衣恩人#.

On the real-time square in the topic, it was a spectacle.

【My God, is this a real person's reply?The whole big shock! 】

【Ahhh! ! !Is Ji Rong so real?worship worship. 】

[I'm really laughing to death, is Ji Rong a little genius? 】

[I really don't know if Ji Rong is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, he didn't say anything, so he just went back like this, is he deliberately setting up a person, trying to be ingenious? 】

[If Ji Rong has this character, I really respect it.If it is for eyeballs, this wave of operations is not acceptable. 】

[Is it possible to do whatever you want without a team or a company? 】

[If Ji Rong doesn't allow others to say anything, this road won't go far. 】

[They just pissed off a few people who came to hack, how did they not let others talk? 】

[He's here, he's here, he's holding the keyboard! 】

[Ji Rong is really speechless this time, is it a big deal to be rich?You pay for everything, but if you have the ability, you can build a welfare home, hope for elementary schools or something, and contribute to Guo Jia? 】

[I don't care, I don't care, I just like the real-tempered little brother Ji Rong, I want to be a fan for the rest of my life! 】

[If people have money, it is their own, and they can spend it as they want, and forcing others to donate is moral kidnapping. 】

[In other words, who knows if the money is yours, or if there is a patron supporting it. 】

[At such a young age, the rich are either from the family, or have the capital bosses as the backstage, really 666. 】

Ji Rong flipped through it casually, there was already a lot of noise on the Internet, and the discussion was getting higher and higher.

What Ji Rong didn't see was that this topic has slowly been on the hot search list, and it keeps climbing up.

After eating a piece of beef jerky, he threw away his phone and went to take a shower. When he came out, he found that Ji Ang had made several video calls.

Ji Rong dialed back, "Brother, do you miss me?"

"Thank you so much for making my show popular." Ji Ang looked lazy.

Ji Rong: "Brother, you don't have to be too polite, just give me some more money later to make up for my wounded heart that was attacked by netizens."

Ji Ang: ... "You are not reconciled if you don't empty out my old bottom."

"Your wounded heart? I see you are very happy!"

Ji Rong lay down on the bed and pulled over the soft quilt, "If you bought Olive Tree Entertainment back as soon as possible, I would definitely be happier."

Ji Ang felt that sending videos to Ji Rong was just looking for abuse, "You are very ambitious now, do you still plan to enter real estate later?"

These words woke Ji Rong up, and he sat up abruptly, "Brother, your suggestion is good, I will study it with Dad later, and ask him to support me."

Ji Ang patted his mouth, "Okay, I owe you. Stop talking, good night!"

Ji Ang was joking, but Ji Rongke took it to heart.

In his dreams, he was engaged in real estate, just to squeeze out the Fu family.

However, his dreams this night are very strange. For a while, he dreamed of the young man lying on the ground in the small dark room that year, his face pale and almost fainted, and for a while he dreamed that he became the boss of the real estate leader. The Fu family went bankrupt.

Ji Rong was woken up by the phone call, he picked up the phone in a daze, and looked at the three words "Fu Xiyao" on it, which was quite strange.

He sat up and scratched his head. According to past experience, Fu Xiyao would definitely not show up today, so why would he call him?

Although, he told Fu Xiyao the night before yesterday that he could tell him if he had any difficulties, and he would definitely help if he could.

He said this sincerely, but he knew that with Fu Xiyao's personality, he would never express his difficulties.

Ji Rong cleared his throat and connected the phone, "Brother Fu..."

"Hello, is this Mr. Ji Rong? This is Century Huating. Your friend is in trouble here. We saw that his last call was to you. We couldn't contact his family. Can you come over?"

On the other side of the receiver was not Fu Xiyao's voice, but an unfamiliar voice.

Century Huating is a high-end club with good privacy, and many celebrities will go there.The staff of the club also do a good job of keeping the confidentiality of members.

It was quite normal for Fu Xiyao to go there.

What no one knows is that Century Huating is owned by Lingyun Group.

No one in the clubhouse knew that Ji's family had such a young master.It can also be said that the outside world does not know that Lingyun Group also has a young master.

Frankly speaking, this is also Lingyun Group's disguised protection for Ji Rong.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Ji Rong hung up the phone, quickly got dressed, and drove out without even washing his face.

Facing the rising sun, there were not many cars along the way, avoiding the morning rush hour, Ji Rong only took half an hour to arrive at Century Huating.

He took the elevator all the way up to the box on the top floor, pushed open the door of the box, and saw Fu Xiyao just leaning on the sofa.

Fu Xiyao's face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.

He was lying there as if lifeless.

Ji Rong's complexion changed, and he walked over quickly, reaching out to check his breath.

Feeling that the person was still breathing, Ji Rong's heart relaxed a little.It's just that Fu Xiyao's forehead is astonishingly hot...

"Why didn't you send him to the hospital?"

The manager on duty quickly said, "Mr. Xiyao came in the middle of the night, and his complexion was not good at that time. We were going to send him to the hospital, but Mr. Xiyao said that he was just very tired and needed to find a place to rest. Just a moment, and strictly ordered us not to send him to the hospital. We just realized something was wrong, and we couldn't contact anyone we know, so we had to call you."

Ji Rong frowned and hurriedly dialed 120. There was obviously something wrong with Fu Xiyao's behavior, and he couldn't delay any longer.

The ambulance arrived quickly, Ji Rong packed Fu Xiyao's things, took Fu Xiyao's cell phone, and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

Fu Xiyao's physical signs were not good in all aspects, so he was sent directly to the emergency room.

Standing in front of the window outside the emergency room, Ji Rong looked down at Fu Xiyao's phone, but it was not locked.

Thinking about it, if it is locked, the waiter in the club will not be able to call him.

Fu Xiyao called him at four o'clock in the morning, but he just dialed out, and he hung up before the bell rang.

Ji Rong couldn't guess what Fu Xiyao was thinking at that time.

Moreover, with the current situation, Ji Rong really doesn't know who else to contact.

Fu Xiyao said that he had a family, but that family might as well not have one.

The last time I saw Fu Xiyao so fragile was in my previous life.

It was after the first Mid-Autumn Festival after he and Fu Chenyu got married.

That day happened to be the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Fu Chenyu took him back to the old house of the Fu family early in the morning, just in time for Fu Xiyao to leave the old house.

At that time, Fu Xiyao was fragile and pale.

Ji Rong also asked Fu Chenyu, Fu Chenyu only said that his elder brother was not in good health, and didn't say anything else.

Ji Rong waited until Fu Xiyao came out of the emergency room, and followed him to the ward.

"The patient lost a lot of blood. Fortunately, it was delivered in time, otherwise his life would be in danger." The doctor said to Ji Rong, "The patient seems to have eaten something unclean. We just extracted some things from his vomit, and now we are Send it for testing, and we will notify you as soon as we have the results."

The doctor explained all kinds of precautions and went out.

Only Fu Xiyao, who was lying there, and Ji Rong, who was standing aside were left in the ward.

Ji Rong watched the liquid in the hanging bottle drop drop by drop, as if time was passing with the drop of the liquid.

Ji Rong sent Xu Hang a WeChat message, 【Help me get an insulated lunch box, buy some porridge like red dates and goji berries and send it to Hualun Hospital. 】

Xu Hang replied quickly, 【Ji Rong, are you sick?Does it matter?You wait, I'll go there now. 】

Ji Rong hurriedly replied, 【It's not me, a friend, I can't leave now. 】

Xu Hang arrived very quickly, and Ji Rong couldn't tell Xu Hang that this was his idol. Presumably, the arrogance in Fu Xiyao's bones should be because he didn't want fans to see him like this.

Ji Rong also felt that the status of idols in Xu Hang's heart should not be affected.

Ji Rong went to the door of the ward to get porridge, "Thank you."

"Ji Rong, you are actually being polite to me. So, it can't be your little lover inside?" Xu Hang said jokingly.

Ji Rong pushed him back, "I owe you a meal, I'll treat you to dinner later."

Xu Hang didn't ask any more questions, and just said, "Okay, call me if you need something, and I'll deliver it to you if you need something."

Ji Rong put the lunch box on the bedside, then went to wash his face, and casually wiped it with a paper towel.

Ji Rong felt that it was a fantasy that he would protect Fu Xiyao's bed.

The tissue in his hand blocked part of his vision, from this angle, Ji Rong could only see the lower half of Fu Xiyao's face.

A picture of a dream flashed in front of Ji Rong's eyes. Speaking of it, it was not a dream, it was a real thing, but it was already ten years ago.

The Fu Xiyao in front of him actually coincided with the boy in the small black room in his dream.

That night, the moonlight in the small black room only illuminated half of the boy's face...

In his previous life, he was deceived by Fu Chenyu. He thought that the injured person was Fu Chenyu, but after getting married, he found that it was just a scam.

Is that person...

Ji Rong was taken aback, he drew another tissue and was about to go closer to Fu Xiyao's eyes, when Fu Xiyao suddenly woke up.

Ji Rong withdrew his hand in embarrassment, "Brother Fu, are you awake? How do you feel now?"

The author has something to say:

Fu Xiyao: I want to know, am I dreaming?

Thanks to the little angel "Shui Su Li" for mine, refill~