Chapter 63 Go check the man’s thin lips...
The man opened his thin lips slightly, raised his eyelids, and his pair of seductive eyes flashed with a faint light, like the constantly trembling fireflies in the dark night.
Luo Miao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he almost clapped his hands. "Of course, Madam would also like you to go see her."
"Really?"
Qi Hanmu's tone was downcast, not rising. His expression was calm, showing no joy, but his fingertips couldn't help but tremble again.
Qi Hanmu closed his eyes and opened them again, "Go check if she's still at Quanshanju."
"yes."
Luo Miao had just responded when Xia Yiqing sent another message.
"Sorry, Third Master, I was a little drunk just now and sent the wrong message. Please forgive me."
He handled the matter in a businesslike manner, even speaking with a somewhat respectful tone, as if pushing him next to the incense statue, almost bowing down to it.
This feeling is what many vain people desire, but it is no less than a stone tied around the waist, dragging Qi Hanmu down continuously.
He felt as if he was in an icy cave, and his hair stood on end.
Sent to the wrong person.
That caring message of sympathy was not sent to him.
Who would it be sent to?
Whoever it is, it won't be him.
The feeling of lack of oxygen attacked again, Qi Hanmu's Adam's apple surged up and down, fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and some crystals condensed on the tip of his nose. His bloodless lips were tightly pursed, unwilling to let go, and he groaned in pain.
Qi's office building is located in a more prosperous area of Jiangcheng. Looking down from the building, you can see the hustle and bustle of traffic. It looks very prosperous.
But the glass is soundproof, so you can only see light and shadows passing by outside, but you can't hear any sound at all.
To put it nicely, it does not affect work. To put it bluntly, it will make people feel as lonely as if they are in the deep ocean.
The wave is about to hit, and at the moment before it hits you, you don’t know whether the wave will fall on you because it is silent.
All you can see are your fellow creatures running desperately, their mouths open, shouting, but no sound comes out. All you can see are the frozen expressions of fear on their faces.
The heartbeat was like a drum, and with a thud, a wave of loneliness came over me, engulfing and digesting me.
“Dongdongdong——”
The knocking sound resonated with my heartbeat. I couldn't tell if the person knocking was too quick or if their heartbeat was too slow.
Qi Hanmu spread out his five bony fingers and pressed the button with his index finger.
The door opened with a click, and Luo Miao's voice rang out from the other side of the doorway, "Third Master, they said that Madam is still at Quanshan Residence. Do you want to go there, or not?"
Luo Miao really had nothing to say about the latter half of the story.
He couldn't think of any reason why the Third Master didn't go to see his wife, but it was even more difficult for him to imagine how the Third Master, with his frail body, could endure another long journey.
Plus, there are so many work items that have not been dealt with.
It is impossible that the king would be so obsessed with a beauty that he would never attend court again.
"Is there anyone next to her?"
The Third Master's question was really baffling. Luo Miao scratched his head and said, "There should be. Madam's party hasn't ended yet. It's said to be a celebration banquet for the contract signed by Mr. Sun."
After thinking about it, Luo Miao got a little excited: "Third Master, you can tell Madam that you also contributed to this contract. From now on, all the contracts of Mr. Sun Group will belong to Madam. Madam will definitely be happy."
As he spoke, Luo Miao felt like the fawning eunuch who advised the king in ancient times.
"Really?" The Third Master actually responded to his words.
Luo Miao was about to continue persuading him when he saw Qi Hanmu raise a hand. His eyes were calm, without a trace of emotion. "That's enough."
Quanshanju.
Xia Yiqing raised her hand and pinched her solar plexus fiercely. Fatigue was like the deep ocean, engulfing her whole body. But she had to raise her hand, raise her glass, and clink glasses with everyone present and talk.
"Qingqing, where did you go just now? I didn't see you."
Xia Feng had a decent smile on his face, and he really looked like a kind father.
"I had to go to the bathroom urgently," Xia Yiqing raised the wine glass in her hand, slightly lower than Xia Feng, and clinked it with him, with a smile on her lips.
"The chairman wouldn't mind, would he?"
Fortunately, Xia Feng didn't want to care about her in the first place, but he had to say a few words in front of others to avoid being criticized for being cold-blooded and heartless.
In the entire Jiangcheng business community, the only one who is not afraid of being accused of being ruthless is probably the third master of the Qi family.
After sending Xia Feng away, there were still many people coming to flatter him.
Xia Yiqing was so busy toasting and saying nice things to others that she didn't notice that in a corner where no one cared, a camera flashed a red light and slowly turned its angle to face where she was.
The red light flashed by, and then the camera returned to calm, as if it was just an inconspicuous little camera that should not be worthy of people's attention.
The images in the room were currently being displayed on the computer in Chairman Qi's office.
This computer was originally used to display colorful stock price charts or financial news.
Now it has transformed itself, perfectly showing the girl's pure and beautiful face.
There are many people around her.
Men, women, old and young, almost all of these four categories are included.
An elegant man in a suit, holding a wine glass and with a malicious smile on his face, mixed in the crowd and approached Xia Yiqing.
Xia Yiqing, who always smiled politely to everyone else, seemed to have light in her eyes the moment she looked up and saw the man. The smile on the corners of her mouth was no longer so forced, but more natural.
The two of them stood together, the man talking, the woman laughing, and from time to time they asked the waiter to pour a glass of champagne, clinked glasses, and drank it together, looking at each other with eyes that were almost thread-like.
Loneliness is like thorns, growing wildly in the heart and almost surrounding the heart.
Jealousy is like a sharp thorn on a bush, stabbing at oneself with all its might until it is covered in blood.
Loneliness and hatred are like a pair of brothers, almost inseparable. Sometimes it is hard to tell whether hatred comes from loneliness, or loneliness comes from hatred in the heart first.
Luo Miao felt that the aura of the people around him suddenly turned cold. He felt as if an air conditioner was blowing hard on the back of his neck. He shivered twice and his hair stood on end.
What made the Third Master unhappy again?
Luo Miao glanced outside cautiously. Several managers were waiting to be interviewed, but the Third Master was completely focused on watching the video of his wife's banquet.
It wasn't until he saw the video showing a young man in a suit looking down at his wife with affection that something in Luo Miao's brain suddenly exploded.
Feeling that the air pressure next to the Third Master was even lower, Luo Miao shrank back and dared not speak.
He said why the Third Master was so cold, so that's why.
No one can watch the one they love being intimate with someone else without any resentment in their heart. Either they don't love them, or they have cut off all feelings for them.
San Ye does not belong to either of the above two categories.
"Go check," Qi Hanmu raised his eyes slightly, his dark eyes were cold, and his palms on the table curled up unconsciously. His beautiful metacarpal bones were clearly visible, and they looked even more sexy against his cold white skin.
"Who's that person next to her?"
Under the surveillance camera, Xia Yiqing's eyebrows curved, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She looked at the young man with a somewhat concerned expression.
The two of them were standing quite close to each other, and they looked like they were at least friends, or more than that.
"Oh……"
A sneer escaped from Qi Hanmu's cold and thin lips.
The tips of his right hand fingers were purple as he pressed them against his chest through his handmade suit. Perhaps realizing the force wasn't enough, he stretched it forward and punched down again.
A muffled sound came from the chest, and the originally stagnant feeling in the heart prolonged infinitely, just like the second when tinnitus occurred in the ears. The buzzing from the soul stopped all human movements, and people could only close their eyes and enjoy the torture and pain.
His hands, with distinct metacarpal bones, groped and tried to reach the salbutamol aerosol on the table.
As the mist was sprayed in, the man's continuous gasping sounds were relieved a little, but his hands were still shaking unconsciously.
His face looked even worse than before, the fingertips of his right hand still pressed against his heart, his head and neck drooping weakly. He opened the drawer, took out a chocolate candy, stuffed it into his mouth, and his voice trembled barely perceptibly.
"Send them in."
"Third Master, you need to rest now..."
Even though Luo Miao didn't understand medical knowledge, he knew that when people were feeling unwell, they needed to rest for a while.
But when he saw Qi Hanmu slowly moving towards him with a calm look in his eyes, Luo Miao shuddered and went outside to call for help in a sullen manner.
Leng Bai's fingertips stroked the candy wrapper of "Yu Fu Ji", and then slowly touched the computer screen, touching Xia Yiqing's face in the surveillance video. He stopped, as if reluctant, and pressed it lightly twice.
The touch through the monitor could perhaps be considered a hug.
Xia Yiqing didn't talk to the young man who came up to her for too long. He was the son of a director of the Xia Group. He had a bad reputation as a playboy and liked to hook up with young girls because of his good looks.
Although he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and had a faint fragrance about him, Xia Yiqing found that in her heart, she was expecting the appearance of a wisp of cold fragrance.
Even the pair of gold-rimmed glasses became the target of her criticism. Why not the pair of silver-rimmed glasses that Qi Hanmu wore?
Tonight, in the back hills, he should see her.
He didn't call her, could it be that he didn't notice?
Or, I just can't confirm it based on the back view.
After getting drunk, the whole person feels dizzy, as if his head is full of cotton, his nasal cavity seems to be blocked, breathing is difficult, and his cheeks are hot. If he is not careful, even his steps will become weak and he can hardly walk.
"Boss Xia," the young man glanced at her, as if he were looking at some kind of precious prey, assessing Xia Yiqing's value.
"You're drunk."
He really lived up to his reputation as a playboy. The young man had a frivolous look in his eyes. He wasn't particularly good-looking, with a square face and a fair complexion, yet he dared to reach out and try to hold Xia Yiqing's arm.
Although beautiful women are not commodities, in the eyes of a group of people without moral qualities, they are more eye-catching than anything else and are easy to get rid of.
The wine-red dress had a perfect halterneck that made her skin look even whiter. Xia Yiqing wore a pair of matching high heels. She had a graceful figure and a distinct and charming waistline, and had already become the focus of a large number of people.
Hiding to the side, Xia Yiqing's eyes were filled with warnings, "It's okay, I can still stand steadily, I don't need anyone to help me."
After saying this, she was in a trance for a moment.
Not long ago, she seemed to have never refused the man's support.
Still in Yiyuan Garden.
In order to prove her own worth, Xia Yiqing bravely challenged a group of men to a drinking contest. Although she won, she was drunk when she returned to Yi Garden and could barely walk steadily.
She asked someone to clean the guest bedroom, but when she lost her balance and was about to fall, she was caught steadily by a pair of strong hands.
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