Chapter 59 Visiting the Sick Xia Yiqing with her arms around...
Xia Yiqing folded her arms, leaned against the door frame, and looked at Xia Feng's assistant leisurely.
She was once known as one of the Four Beauties of Jiangcheng. Now that she is a few years older, she does not look old. Instead, her pure temperament has turned into a kind of tranquility and far-sightedness that has been accumulated over the years.
A pair of sparkling almond-shaped eyes look at you. If the tail of the eyes is slightly raised, it will show some aggression, and a bit of coldness revealed in the eyes is also intimidating enough.
It’s just that Xia Yiqing usually tries not to cause trouble, so she’s not very aggressive.
Most of the time, Xia Yiqing's facial features give people a confused feeling, making people mistakenly think that she is a lost lamb.
However, unexpectedly, there are sharp claws hidden under the lamb's fur. Once it becomes ferocious, the sharp blades can tear the skin of the carnivore, and the attacker will also suffer from the sharpness of the fangs.
Xia Feng's secretary felt as if he was being stared at by such a pair of shockingly cold eyes, and his body trembled slightly.
But his voice sounded unaffected. After all, he had been through many ups and downs with the old man.
"Miss, the gentleman has asked you to come over to discuss something important. I dare to advise you to go. It will only benefit you and will not harm you."
"Heh."
Xia Yiqing raised her eyebrows and resisted the urge to roll her eyes, but she couldn't help but feel nauseous. He said it nicely, but he just wanted the document in her hand, which represented profits and interests, to be transferred to him.
After all, she has lived with her father at home for decades. How could she not know what kind of tricks are in each other's minds?
"If he wants this document," Xia Yiqing raised the folder in her hand and shook it. Seeing the secretary's eyes glued to it, the smile on her lips widened a little.
"Then tell him to come on his own instead of hypocritically asking me to go to his office and say something."
"Miss, Mr. is the chairman after all. Please consider him."
"Then when he promoted Xia Lie to CEO and demoted me for no apparent reason, he didn't even consider me."
Seeing that Secretary Xia Feng's face looked bad, his lips moved, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times, Xia Yiqing curled the corners of her mouth slightly.
This is exactly the effect we want.
Although Secretary Ma is seemingly a slave under her father's command, she is also the one who is most capable of handling the affairs of her father.
When Xia Jie was a child, she slandered Xia Yiqing. Once, Secretary Ma happened to be present and swore to defend Xia Jie, saying that it was Xia Yiqing who pushed Xia Jie to the ground, causing Xia Jie's new skirt to get dirty and have a hole in it.
Although Xia Yiqing asked other servants in the villa to testify, Xia Feng only believed what Secretary Ma said.
He withheld Xia Yi's pocket money for half a year and bought Xia Jie a new dress and jewelry.
It was all because of what Secretary Ma said, "Miss Tang cried so hard, how could she be lying? She didn't shed a single tear, it's obvious she's in the wrong."
Little Xia Yiqing also wanted to tell her parents how wronged she was, just like her peers. But when her cousin Xia Jie came to her house, not only did she attract all her parents' attention, but she also kept accusing her of doing this bad thing and that wrong thing.
Unfortunately, her parents never listened to her and didn't think her explanation was a big deal.
How could the little girl shed tears when facing her parents who always wronged her?
After all, the tears have long dried up.
"Miss," Secretary Ma is getting older, not only is she pregnant, but she has also learned to threaten people softly.
"Sir, you are so happy to let me take you this time. If you really don't want to cooperate, I think you will be very disappointed."
"He actually has a heart?"
Secretary Ma had also watched Xia Yiqing grow up, and having been with Xia Feng, he had strong male chauvinism. Upon hearing such unfilial remarks, he immediately started to criticize, "Miss Xia, please watch your words. Mr. is still your father no matter what."
"It turns out he still knows that he is my father."
Xia Yiqing raised the corners of her eyes, spun the folder in her hand around, and the smile on her lips gradually deepened.
Secretary Ma couldn't help but shudder, "Sir, he..."
"Okay," Xia Yiqing retracted her white fingertips, and the contract fell into her arms.
"Secretary Ma, there's no need to look at me like that. After all, this is Xia's family, and of course I have to be his good daughter." If there is any benefit from it.
Secretary Ma was still confused, but Xia Yiqing had already taken a step forward, and the disdain in her eyes disappeared completely, replaced by sincerity, as she headed towards Xia Feng's office.
Secretary Ma realized it later and looked to the side. Other people in the company were talking secretly, their eyes falling on them from time to time.
A sentence happened to slip into Secretary Ma's ears, "Miss Xia is really polite, and Secretary Ma is really a bully."
Secretary Ma was about to glare at him, but the man had already hidden in the crowd.
Xia Yiqing is not as simple as they look. Secretary Ma almost wanted to yell, but when he saw the evasive looks from others, he couldn't hold back his face.
These are just ordinary employees, he doesn't need to explain anything to them!
Coincidentally, Xia Yiqing was standing in front with a faint smile on her lips.
It seems like sarcasm, but also like nonchalance.
The glass lamp on her head cast light, making Xia Yiqing look picturesque, with skin as white as snow and black hair like clouds. She was like a silver osmanthus blooming alone in the valley, exuding a faint fragrance, not caring about what others think, just dancing gracefully in the night.
Under Secretary Ma's almost resentful gaze, Xia Yiqing slightly opened her lips and raised her eyebrows, revealing just the right amount of doubt.
"Aren't you leaving? Secretary Ma, I'm very busy."
Seeing Secretary Ma's stiff face, Xia Yiqing felt an overwhelming sense of comfort welling up in her heart like a fountain.
The best way to overcome fear and break through psychological shadows is to face the people who hurt you and retaliate against them severely.
She, Xia Yiqing, was not a saint; she just happened to remember the hateful side of Secretary Ma.
"I'm coming right now." Secretary Ma gritted his teeth, and with a snap, his tooth crown was almost broken.
After seeing Xia Feng, Xia Yiqing couldn't stop smiling.
Xia Feng had been missing for the past few days. It turned out that his face was injured. The left side was swollen and the right corner of his mouth was broken. Even though his hair was combed meticulously and his eyes were cold, it was hard to see—
"Pfft." Not laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" Xia Feng slapped the table, then as if remembering something, his stern face suddenly turned kind.
"Qingqing, Dad knows you must have something happy to say, like this contract signed with Mr. Sun. Give it to Dad, my dear daughter."
"Hey, who are you calling?" Xia Yiqing raised one hand and looked around.
"Is there a 'good daughter' here?"
Xia Feng didn't know if he had learned his lesson this time or what, the smile on his face didn't break, but his voice was a little trembling, not sure if it was because he was furious.
"Qingqing, Dad knows you're still blaming me, but Dad is old and his eyesight is dim, so it's normal for him to be deceived by others. As a child, you should be filial and endure it."
"Oh," Xia Yiqing said, the hypocritical smile on her face disappeared, and she said seriously,
"Who was it that told me that I was already the daughter-in-law of the Qi family and a member of the Qi family when I asked for help a year ago and said I wanted to return to the Xia family?"
Xia Feng's eloquent mouth was still trying hard, "Dad was also harmed by that Wang. After you got married, Dad cried every day and night, feeling sorry for you."
As he spoke, tears gradually welled up in Xia Feng's cloudy eyes.
It became more turbid.
Like a pool of unknown substance, stirred together, it reflects the light of hypocrisy and temptation.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Xia Yiqing threw the folder on the table, and when Xia Feng reached out to take it, she tightly grasped the other half.
"I signed this contract. Director Xia should express his gratitude. Otherwise, it would be disheartening to the meritorious officials."
It is simply explicit and coercive.
Xia Feng had difficulty breathing and his face was turning blue with anger.
Ten minutes later, Xia Yiqing came out of the chairman's office. On the Xia company's internal website, Xia Yiqing's name was followed by her position.
"Vice President."
At the same time, a message popped up on Xia Yiqing's phone. The sender was surprisingly "Third Master." "Come to Qingmu Medical to visit a patient. Tell me half an hour in advance."
This tone is very consistent with Qi Hanmu's style, cold, concise and clear, like an order.
Maybe when people encounter happy things, they will start to like other things. Xia Yiqing thought positively about this little sentence.
Maybe the Third Master wanted her to come over, so he used this awkward method to get her to talk to him a few more times.
When this explanation came out, Xia Yiqing was shocked. She shook her head twice and picked up a document to cover her face, but she could still feel the lingering sound of her heartbeat.
Thinking this way is a bit too narcissistic.
But, does the Third Master really have no feelings for her at all?
Xia Yiqing slowly put down the documents, a flash of confusion in her eyes. Love is indeed something that is hard to understand. Anyway, she is a little confused now.
The other person who was being missed was in the top-floor box of a high-end club in Jiangcheng.
Only one light was on in the room, and a pale light fell from above, shining on Mr. Sun's head, reflecting the beads of sweat on his forehead.
Mr. Sun was wearing loose pajamas, and he was forcing a smile, but his expression was uglier than crying.
On a sofa chair opposite him, Qi Hanmu was leaning on the armrest with one hand, his long legs crossed on the other leg, his posture relaxed and his expression calm.
Light fell from above. The curtains in the room were not drawn. Qi Hanmu's handsome face was hidden in the darkness. The light of the cigar flickered on his slender fingertips, illuminating a small area of pale skin.
If an ordinary person saw this scene, he would probably be scared.
Although the man's face was not ferocious, his phoenix eyes seemed to be filled with ice that had condensed for a thousand years, and were like a whirlpool that could suck everyone in.
As soon as the cigar was raised to an angle, Luo Miao immediately stepped forward, respectfully picked up the ashtray, and placed it next to the man.
The handsome man who looked like a god slowly leaned forward, letting the light shine on his skin which was whiter than blood.
As Qi Hanmu approached step by step, Mr. Sun couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He wanted to retreat, but he didn't dare to. He wanted to move forward, but he couldn't.
It was as if they were trapped in some kind of vicious circle, or as if the two of them were the two sides in a hunting game. Master Qi San was always the superior, and he, the president of a small group, was destined to be targeted and become a prey.
"Sizzle—"
The burning end of the cigar fell on Mr. Sun's silk pajamas, burning a hole without mercy. Even the flesh under the pajamas was not spared, and it immediately turned red and was about to burn.
Qi Hanmu's eyes were as cold as the top of a snowy mountain, without even a trace of emotion.
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