Rebirth in the 80s: Beloved Little Divine Doctor

Ye Linlang, a genius surgeon with the "Hand of God," returned to 1980, and unexpectedly became the beloved treasure of her entire family.

The self-made richest man in the country is h...

Chapter 1962: The True Face of Shengxing

Qiao Xiang shook her head and refused, "I won't go. I really like sleeping now."

"Are you scared when you're home alone?"

Qiao Xiang asked, "What could be the matter?"

Qiao Xiang was still quite confident about the public security in the imperial capital.

Sheng Xing said gently, "Then when you get to the bedroom, lock the door and close the windows. No matter what happens, don't go out."

Qiao Xiang felt warm in her heart when she heard Sheng Xing's earnest advice. She said a little shyly, "I understand. Go quickly. The sooner you go, the sooner you can come back."

Sheng Xing kissed Qiao Xiang between the eyebrows and then kissed Qiao Xiang on the cheek.

"Don't clean up the things on the table. I'll come back and clean them up myself."

Qiao Xiang responded obediently: "Okay."

Shengxing started the car and left. He arrived at a coffee shop in a foreign-related hotel with ease.

"Hi~"

Sheng Xing greeted a blond-haired, blue-eyed man and sat down on a chair.

"I ordered you your favorite Blue Mountain coffee."

Sheng Xing said: "Thank you."

The blond and blue-eyed man is an art collector who collects artworks from all over the world.

The popular paintings were almost all purchased by this man.

"Happy wedding."

Sheng Xing's eyes darkened and he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Your father asked me to tell you something, saying he wants to hold his grandson in his arms."

Shengxing's pupils shrank slightly, and his fists on his knees were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to crush the thing in his hands.

"I've been closely watched recently, so please don't contact me."

Although the surveillance on Shengxing is now very covert, Shengxing is clear that Ye Guojin and the others have never let their guard down for a moment.

"Sheng Xing, have you been so immersed in the gentleness of life that you've forgotten who you are?"

Sheng Xing glanced coldly at the blond man and said in a deep voice, "Here's the painting, where's the money?"

The man handed Sheng Xing a suitcase with wheels and said, "Here."

"goodbye."

As soon as Shengxing left the cafe, he went straight back to the villa.

In the villa, Qiao Xiang was still sitting on the sofa watching TV. Although there were few TV programs these days, it was indeed a good way to kill time when one was bored at night.

When Qiao Xiang heard the roar of the car, she subconsciously looked outside the villa and saw Sheng Xing walking into the villa carrying a box of millions of cash.

"Shengxing, are you so fast?"

I haven’t even finished watching an episode of Qiao Xiang’s drama yet, and Sheng Xing is back.

Sheng Xing casually put the suitcase aside, walked up to Qiao Xiang, stretched out his hands and held Qiao Xiang tightly in his arms.

Qiao Xiang keenly sensed that Shengxing was in a bad mood, so she asked, "Shengxing, what's wrong with you? Did the other party change their mind? It doesn't matter if they do. We will definitely have a chance in the future..."

"No regrets."

Sheng Xing returned to normal in an instant, took Qiao Xiang's hand, and walked to the suitcase.

He opened the suitcase, and inside were piles of banknotes, emitting the unique fragrance of money.

Qiao Xiang stared with eyes wide open.

“So much money!”

Shengxing squatted on the ground and touched the edge of the suitcase and found something.

He picked it up casually, put it in his pocket as if nothing had happened, and said to Qiao Xiang: "Qiao Xiang, I'm going to the bathroom."

Sheng went to the bathroom, took out the bug, played with it in his hand for a while, and then threw it into the toilet, where it was flushed away by the water.