Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Name

Yu Sixie immediately sent people to investigate Su Luyao and Xi Tong.

The seven-year separation finally came to an end.

Hot water poured down from above his head, and Xizhi's face was all in his mind.

Taking out a bottle of colorful sparkling wine from the refrigerator that didn't match the room, Yu Sixie opened the lid with his right hand and clicked on Xiaohongshu with his left hand.

After Xitong came to his house that day, he asked someone to prepare wine and milk tea.

Short videos played one after another on the phone, and I clicked on every photo Xizhi posted on social media, carefully reading every caption.

The sofa was completely soaked by the water droplets that had not yet been wiped away, but he was unaware of it.

The voice that appeared accidentally in the video confirmed his guess, it was Xitong.

But most of the time it was another female voice that he was not familiar with, and the child felt more comfortable interacting with her.

This should be Su Luyao's voice.

The captions of the pictures and videos don't seem to be written in Xitong's tone.

The words from Xizhi's mouth lingered in his ears.

Aunt Xitong.

Such a young child would not lie, and it is even more impossible for him to call his biological mother "Auntie" for no reason.

His brows were furrowed.

The child's existence suddenly became a mystery.

"Xiao Zhi."

The child is constantly being called this in the video.

A single name with a single character "止".

What does it mean? Stop? Stop what?

Yu Sixie did not sleep all night.

…

Xitong also didn't sleep all night, probably because she drank a cup of milk tea at night and she couldn't fall asleep.

Late at night, she tiptoed into Xizhi's room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she gently stroked her son's face.

The small light left on by the bed made her less lonely during the long dark night, and she could also look at Xiaozhi's face.

Xitong recalled the time seven years ago when she lived in County A while pregnant with Xizhi.

"Looking at your phone again?"

Mother Su, wearing an apron, leaned against the door frame and knocked lightly, her gentle expression hiding her worry.

After spending a few months together, she almost treated Xitong as her own daughter.

At the age of 22, both her parents died and she was pregnant alone.

How difficult this must be.

Although her daughter said that her classmates were very rich, so rich that they could live a good life without working, Mother Su knew that a good life could not be bought with money.

In the small room, Xitong lay on her side, one hand supporting her seven-month-old belly and the other hand brushing her vagina.

After breaking up, she and Yu Sixie deleted all their contact information, but he had promised her that if there was no deep hatred - if she insisted, he could leave it in place.

Today, he still hasn't contacted her.

If he contacted her, she could forgive everything, his indifference, his harsh words, his absence.

Xitong thought she might be crazy.

But the real voice in her heart was this:

Yu Sixie, don't you want a child the most? Now that you have one, where are you?

Mother Su sat at the head of the bed, wiping away Xitong's tears with heartache.

Because she had received help from Yu Sixie, she didn't think that the child was a bad person, and the two of them might just not be suitable for each other.

Xiao Yu is too traditional and old-fashioned. He doesn't know how to express his troubles and situation, nor does he know how to comfort the girl with sweet words. Even with such a personality, he still wants to be in a long-distance relationship.

Xiao Xi always pretends to be indifferent, but behind her apparent strength and independence, she cries alone.

The atmosphere was too depressing, so Mother Su changed the subject.

"Do you want a boy or a girl?"

"Boys are naughty, but they can protect their mothers when they grow up. Girls are cute and caring, but they always need more care."

Xitong did not answer Su's mother's question.

It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, she doesn't care about the child, she cares more about him.

When someone comforted me, I couldn't control my tears anymore and they flowed out of my eyes like a dam breaking.

Xitong didn't know that breaking up could be so painful, more suffocating than those meaningless entanglements together.

Seeing Xitong crying even harder, Mother Su quickly asked, "What should we name the child? Have you thought about it? Naming is a big deal."

"Yaoyao was born in S State, far away from home, so she was named Luyao."

This time, Xitong immediately answered, "Call me Xizhi."

"Stop."

"this……"

Mother Su was speechless for a while, and just advised Xitong to think about it again. A name is a lifelong thing. Even if she doesn't think about the child, she, as a mother, will have to call the child by his name for the rest of his life.

It’s better to choose a name with better meaning.

Xitong still insisted on her own idea.

end.

This relationship ends with this child.

She hopes that every time she calls him/her, she can remind herself of this.

Xitong, stop it.

Don't miss it anymore, it's not worth it.

…

The next day, when Xitong woke up from Xizhi's bed, he felt tears in the corners of his eyes.

She wiped it off in a panic, and after making sure that she didn't wake Xizhi, she quietly left the room.

However, Xizhi saw all of this.

That night, Xitong changed into an emerald green dress in the company's private lounge. The design was natural and elegant, and she bought it from an individual designer during her short stay in France.

The designer praised her for her good taste. This green dress was her most proud work, but few people appreciated it and it had been hanging in the window for many years.

Because she and Xitong got along well, she gave her the matching suit that she had made for the dress.

"Beautiful lady, if you have the chance, please give this suit to your lover. I promise it will look great on him."

After Xitong brought the green suit back to the country, he casually stuffed it into the trunk of his sports car and never touched it.

The conversation at the hotel's Starry Sky Garden that day made the leader agree to Xitong's plan.

Tonight, she and Yu Sixie, representing Haicheng Group and Lihe Group respectively, hosted a banquet for several important leaders and persons in charge to finalize the cooperation matters.

The location is a private high-end restaurant in Baishuizhou Park, and the entire villa only accommodates one table of guests every day.

The assistant reconfirmed tonight's menu and drink list.

Thirty-year-old Maotai, Mingqian Longjing, and the bottle of 1982 Lafite that Mr. Yu specially asked someone to bring back from France - all preparations have been made for tonight's dinner.

"Mr. Yu, Director Zhao is here." The assistant walked over quickly and reported in a low voice.

Director Zhao was the one who was caught by Xitong for embezzling 200,000 yuan.

Yu Sixie concealed the contempt in his eyes, replaced it with a smile, and strode towards the elevator entrance.

Xitong cares about this project, so it's better not to cause any trouble, otherwise he will have ten thousand ways to make him pay for his corruption and coveting.

The elevator door opened and Director Zhao Lian walked out, followed by a young secretary carrying a briefcase.

"Director Zhao, I've heard a lot about you."

Zhao Lian was in his early fifties and kept in good shape. He wore a well-tailored navy blue Mao suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and he had a reserved smile on his face, which was common among officials.

"Mr. Yu, you're too polite. Your Lihe Group is a major taxpayer in our city. I should be the one thanking you for your contribution to urban development."

The two exchanged greetings and walked into the box.

Yu Sixie personally pulled out the main seat for Zhao Lian, having already arranged his fate after the cooperation was finalized.

Zhao Lian didn't dare ask Yu Sixie to pull out a chair for him, so he quickly waved his hand to refuse: "No hurry, President Xi hasn't arrived yet, right?"

Yu Sixie's status prevents him from putting on airs, which is not infuriating.

But now he still had to look at Xitong's face. He was furious, but still afraid that this crazy woman would tell about his corruption.

When the waiter started serving the appetizers, Xitong finally arrived.

"Sorry, I'm late because of the traffic."

Xi Tong walked in with a smile. After nodding to several leaders, she turned her gaze to Yu Sixie, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, "Mr. Yu."

She was in a low mood all day, and the real feeling of longing in her dream made her breathless.

Others may not know the meaning of this glance, but Zhao Lian once worked in Jing City, and he knew about Yu Sixie and Xi Tong.

Xitong made him uncomfortable, and he would not let her take this piece of fat meat easily.

"I heard that Mr. Wang from Luding Group recently got a very beautiful girlfriend, also named Xi. Could she be Ms. Xi?"

Mr. Wang, the 67-year-old president of Luding Group, has been divorced twice.

A famous domestic violence man.

When Zhao Lian said this, it was obvious that he was looking for Xi Tong.

Xitong did not answer, automatically ignored it, and gestured to the waiter to pour the wine as if nothing had happened.

The rich aroma of Moutai filled the box. She raised her glass and suppressed her anger. "Come, let me toast Director Zhao. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to provide guidance."

After three rounds of drinks, the topic finally turned to business.

However, Zhao Lian refused to give in.

Xitong's face was mostly red. She had drunk too much recently and her stomach was churning.

I didn't sleep well last night, and my head is feeling dizzy right now.

Zhao Lian secretly reached out his hand towards Xitong's body again.

Knowing that Xitong didn't like his help, Yu Sixie, who had no intention of intervening, couldn't help but stand up when he saw this scene. He pulled Xitong aside, took the half glass of wine from her hand and poured it on the ground.

“Tick-tock—”

“Tick-tock—”

“Tick-tock—”

The atmosphere in the box changed so quickly that no one could react.

They had heard that the current leader of the Lihe Group was cautious and low-key. This was...

Yu Sixie didn't care at all. The contempt in his eyes was no longer hidden, and his aura was fully released.

"It seems Director Zhao is very free tonight?"

"Why don't you go home and count the money in the black plastic bag to see if it's enough? If not, I'll have someone send you some more."

Zhao Lian's face turned pale instantly, his hand trembled, and the white wine in the glass spilled all over Xitong.

Yu Sixie quickly protected her behind him, and the wine spread on his expensive black suit.

Everyone present lowered their heads silently, feeling insecure.

Zhao Lian definitely can't survive in W City. There are too many people who want to bring him down, and once the corruption gets out, it can't be hidden.

They were also smart enough to realize that this was Yu Sixie warning them.

Mr. Xi from the Haicheng family is his man, so don’t seek death for no reason.

Because of this accident, the banquet ended earlier than expected.

Xitong breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a bit tortuous, the result was good.

No matter how Zhao Lian was dealt with in the end, her project was completely finalized.

Xi Tong stopped Yu Sixie.

She was not in good health and really couldn't handle it alone tonight.

"I have a suit in my car. You can change into it before going home."

Yu Sixie didn't answer, but just stared at Xi Tong, his eyes behind the black glasses showing uncontrollable worry.

Although she was grateful, Xitong didn't want to say anything more to her ex-boyfriend. She grabbed Yu Sixie's arm and pulled him towards the sports car.

Yu Sixie gave a silent look, and the assistant beside him wisely left work first upon seeing this.

This suit was tailored to Yu Sixie's measurements. When the designer asked Xitong for his measurements, she subconsciously told him Yu Sixie's data.

The designer was keenly aware that there was a story behind it, so no matter how Xitong refused, she insisted on adjusting the suit according to the size Xitong had first mentioned.

The effect on the upper body is better than expected.

Anyone who sees it will be amazed.

The emerald-colored Italian double-breasted suit fits Yu Sixie's tall body like a second skin, and the unique luster of silk flows under the crystal chandelier of the villa.

This emerald, which is difficult for ordinary people to control, looks so elegant and graceful like a Renaissance aristocrat when worn by him.

Even Xitong wanted to take a picture and send it to her designer friend. She would definitely be so happy that she would be at a loss for words.

"Want to walk home together?"

He walked over to her from under the lamp.

Beauty makes people lose their minds, alcohol paralyzes reason, and instinctive emotions take over.

The lingering longing in her memory made her unable to resist.

"good."

Xi Tong was drunk, and her eyes were hazy when Yu Sixie carried her to the bed.

The tip of my nose was filled with the scent of Yu Sixie.

He liked it when she was out of control.

Xi Tong had no choice but to lean over, grab Yu Sixie's hair between his legs, and pull him away.

"I can't take it anymore, stop... stop, stop..."

Yu Sixie did not let Xi Tong go and continued to push hard, the night was still long.

During the break, he stroked Xitong's trembling back and pressed her tightly into his arms, "Dear, don't be afraid, relax."

Only at times like this would she not resist him.

Xi Tong bit Yu Sixie's shoulder, and her body instinctively knew that the real "torture" was just beginning.