Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Sick
When Yu Sixie returned to Binjiang Apartment, it was almost dawn.
The most expensive residential complex in W City is shaded by greenery and is a typical fourth-generation building.
The Chinese-style pavilions and towers in the green area are combined with the modern blue high-rise buildings in the residential area without appearing out of place.
The screen wall behind the lobby blocks the view inside.
His rolled-up sleeves were down, his hands casually tucked into his trouser pockets. He stood under the gray-blue sky, his lazy gaze unfocused, but a closer look revealed that it was always fixed on the first floor of a high-rise building.
The filth of the night will be taken away by the rising sun.
The fatigue brought by the high-intensity work for more than half a month finally broke out at this moment, perhaps because he thought of Xitong sleeping peacefully in his bed.
He couldn't help laughing.
Before arriving at Xi Xiaorong's house last night, Yu Sixie received an unexpected call.
The overly childish voice made him a little stunned, but the child who said he wanted to trade with him was always firm and calm.
How could he possibly refuse his son's request, especially since he wanted to help him.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
The man's voice was low and doting, not like the King of Hell who was about to solve a cancer, but just a gentle father.
…
When Xitong woke up, she subconsciously reached out to her side. When her fingers touched the warm and hard vagina, she quickly withdrew them, like a child who was stealing flowers from the neighbor's house, afraid of being caught, but also satisfied with the flowers that were free.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw a familiar profile beside her, with long eyelashes casting black shadows under her eyes.
Full brows, straight nose, and thin lips that are pale pink to white.
Every time she looked at it, Xitong would silently sigh, wondering how there could be such a beautiful profile.
In her eyes, Yu Sixie's most handsome moment was not when he appeared in newspapers and magazines in a well-tailored suit.
But it was him who was still sleepy in the morning, and him she looked at from the passenger seat while driving.
One is gentle, the other is focused.
This is something only she can see, and it belongs to her alone.
The clock on the wall just pointed to six o'clock. It was still early. Xitong swallowed unconsciously. Her body was still hot from last night. Her memory was a little fuzzy because of the alcohol, but she remembered clearly that he was very well behaved last night.
Once the sharp and tough face softens, it transforms from an aggressive beast into a docile and cute pet. The freshness brought by the contrast and the sense of accomplishment of taming the superior are irreplaceable.
My internal organs were filled with joy at reaching the summit.
Now she can understand the rich women who support college students.
The joy of having everything in your own hands is wonderful.
People who are always in a passive position will be unable to stop once they taste the sweetness of control.
The room was filled with his scent, a light sandalwood scent mixed with a hint of the popular scumbag scent on the market, the scent of azure.
Her weak and boneless hands quietly lifted the hem of her pajamas under the quilt. She touched the mermaid line from her abdomen to the turning point of her thighs, and slowly moved towards the middle. Hot blood flowed in the slightly protruding blue veins under her abdominal muscles.
Xitong's eyes sank slightly. She pulled up the quilt that had slipped down a little, wrapped herself in it, bent down, and opened her mouth.
The blood scab on the lower lip makes the soft lips look rough.
While sleeping, Yu Sixie felt as if his whole body was on a volcano, and the heat wave was about to break his bones and enter his stomach, but his limbs were extremely heavy and he could not move. He had to let the flexible and soft unknown object suck away everything he had.
He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. The only resistance he could offer was a weak groan.
"Um--"
The man's muffled groans rose and fell in pitch as the woman's movements became faster and faster.
When did he become so "fragile"?
Xi Tong lowered her head and felt something was wrong. In the past, he would usually wake up as long as she touched him. How could she have the opportunity to do such a wrong thing?
…
After finishing, Xitong wiped the white liquid from the corner of her mouth. Only then did she realize that there was something wrong with Yu Sixie's face. His cheeks were as red as if he had put on makeup, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his lips were so dry that they were cracked.
She quickly touched his forehead, and the scorching temperature stung her palm.
The breathing of the person in the dream became heavier, beating against her heart again and again.
He is sick!
Xitong was tense all over. What had she done to a patient?
At this moment, reason prevailed over regret. She remembered that Yu Sixie had called the private doctor in the apartment that day, and hurriedly took the phone he had placed on the bedside to make a call.
Xitong subconsciously drew an inverted L on the screen, with a longer vertical line and a shorter horizontal line at the bottom, and the phone was easily unlocked.
He hasn't changed his password in all these years.
When she saw the girl in a bachelor's gown with a bright smile on her face on the background screen of her phone, she was stunned. This was an old photo that even she might not be able to find.
When this photo was taken, they had been separated for more than a month and she was two months pregnant.
Xitong had an easy time in the early stages of her pregnancy. She didn't have any morning sickness and her appetite was even much better than usual.
Because he had gained some weight, he looked like a soft and sticky snow-white dumpling.
This photo was widely praised in the circle of friends at that time, and was later even used by the school on its official account.
But where did Yu Sixie, who wasn't her friend, get this photo? Why would a busy man like him go out of his way to follow his ex-girlfriend's university's official account?
Xitong was stunned.
And he wouldn’t have used this photo from that time until now, right?
The pixels of the photos taken seven years ago are completely incomparable to those now. The photos are a little blurry, but this does not affect the happiness emanating from the protagonist.
This is indeed a photo that makes people feel happy at first sight.
Yu Sixie's light cough on the bed brought Xitong's wandering thoughts back. She slapped her forehead in annoyance and hurriedly made a call.
"Hello, please come right away..."
Xi Tong had just finished explaining Yu Sixie's current condition to the doctor so that he could bring any medicines he might need, when the furnace-like figure under the quilt grabbed her by the waist and rolled her into the bed.
“Hmm—”
The cell phone fell to the ground with a "bang", and no one felt sorry.
In the quilt, her slender phoenix eyes were half open, her hot breath fell on her delicate neck, and her hot big hand grasped her lower back with one hand.
Pressing body against body with the feverish Yu Sixie, Xitong felt as if she was about to catch fire.
"What are you doing, huh?"
The voice that became even hoarser due to illness was very irritating. Although he was so seriously ill, his hands were not honest at all.
Xitong suppressed the urge to scold him and told herself to be gentle to the patient. She gritted her teeth and uttered a few words.
"Yu Sixie, you are sick! You need to have a good rest."
The man who was usually as cold and serious as an iron wall turned into a naughty child at this moment, entwining his fingers with her long hair. "What did you do to me last night to make someone so sick overnight?"
"It seems that all the energy has been sucked away."
A deep laugh vibrated in his broad chest.
He was pretending to be asleep!!!
Xitong's face flushed red, she was too embarrassed to see anyone.
Burying her head in the quilt, she silently stretched out her fist and gently hit Yu Sixie's chest, muffledly saying, "Shut up, don't say anymore."
The private doctor arrived in time and confirmed that there was no major problem after examining Yu Sixie.
The illness was caused by overwork and irregular diet, which led to a decline in physical fitness, but she seriously advised him to get enough rest and pay more attention to his diet.
If you don't pay attention to minor illnesses, you will regret it when they become serious ones.
Before leaving, the doctor looked at the two of them and said something hesitantly, "Well, let's put sex on hold for now."
Xitong, who had finally recovered, was hit hard again.
She rolled her eyes at Yu Sixie who was still secretly laughing in bed, and sent the doctor away.
When she was closing the door, Xitong received an unexpected call. When she saw the number on the screen, her face instantly turned cold. How dare the little grandfather call her?
She answered without hesitation.
However, what came from the other side was the choked sobbing voice of a middle-aged woman, "Tongtong, we are sorry for you, but please spare Lao Xi! I promise he will never mess with you again... If he goes to jail, what will happen to us mother and daughter!"
Xitong was full of confusion. What had she done again?
At this moment, the message sent by Yuhui made her understand instantly.
[The old beast's house was raided. Last night, a group of people were seen taking drugs, soliciting prostitution, and having sex at home. Now that the police are involved, those shady activities they're doing behind the scenes can't be hidden anymore. We'd better separate them as soon as possible to minimize the impact on the group.]
The little grandfather's dirty hands have been around for a long time, but because he is involved in the interests of those above him, and the relationship is complicated, she has never been able to touch him even if she wanted to.
He has lived in peace for more than ten years. Whose interests did he infringe upon?
That's why you end up like this.
I guess it would take me a lifetime to get over all these sins combined.
Xi Tong smiled knowingly. No matter who punished him, he finally got rid of his anger.
"What are you so happy about?"
Yu Sixie, who had left the room at some point, hugged Xi Tong from behind and leaned against her like a koala.
He was wearing only a thin pair of underwear.
"Why did you come out?"
"Since you haven't come back for a long time, I was afraid you would abandon me and run away."
He made no secret of his feelings for her and willingly showed weakness, like a cat offering her its softest and most vulnerable belly, ready to accept any outcome.
"Am I such a heartless person?"
Xitong's mood was as bright as the sunshine outside the window. Even though she didn't know who had done it, it was so beautiful! If she knew who it was, she would at least treat them to a nice meal and give them a big red envelope.
She couldn't help but share with Yu Sixie, "Do you know Xi Xiaorong? He's a relative of my dad's..."
Yu Sixie listened to Xi Tong quietly and did not tell her about his behavior last night. She didn't need to know the process, as long as she got a happy result.
…
The assistant was the second person to know that Yu Sixie was ill.
When he got the news, he was helping the young master, who had supported two women and had a child, to resist the pressure from Madam Yu to get married. Also, old Mr. Yu in Beijing was asking when his son would return to the capital. The energetic old master had never stopped after abdicating.
After sorting out the documents that needed to be processed urgently at the company, he hurriedly drove to the Riverside Apartment. All the schedules that had been scheduled for this week needed to be rescheduled.
The bosses of private enterprises in W City are harder to make appointments with than the leaders in Beijing. They are never punctual, and they have to drink and find beautiful women to accompany them when discussing business!
The assistant who silently took on everything secretly vowed that he must get a raise!
God knows his wife has told him that if he doesn't come home, he should never come back again, wuwuwu...
In the living room of the apartment, the assistant explained to Xitong in detail the progress and precautions of each project. His speech was clear and to the point.
But in fact, he was always complaining in his heart, wondering if the young master was sick and confused, that he actually let him hand over the important project to the woman he supported?
What could a little girl know about business? Besides, these are all confidential information of the group, how can they be handed over to outsiders casually?
It is true that beauty can mislead people.
Xitong had no idea that the assistant treated her as a kept vase, and instead gave him an admiring look.
Over the years of doing business, she has changed many secretaries. Except for her cousin who has always been by her side, no one else can compare to assistant Yu Sixie.
“How much does your boss pay you per month?”
"Thirty thousand."
Xi Tong was stunned. Although she was very capable, how could a secretary have such a high monthly salary?
The assistant noticed the woman's confusion and explained with a straight face, "I not only help with company matters, but also with Mr. Yu's personal issues."
When he mentioned the words "personal matter", he glanced at Xi Tong dimly, trying to make the other party understand his identity and status.
A kept vase should stop talking nonsense. After explaining the things here, he still has a lot of things to do.
However, Xitong didn't grasp the assistant's implication. Instead, she began to think seriously, "I'll give you 35,000. How about you work with me?"
Even the assistant, who had seen all kinds of storms, couldn't hold it back any longer. He stared wide-eyed and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, "You...you..."
Is being kept so legitimate now? Or does being good in bed really mean you can earn money?
The assistant, who had always been law-abiding and lived an upright life, had his worldview shaken. He asked quietly, "How much do you make a year?"
"Me?" Xi Tong thought for a moment. "How many hundreds of millions might it be? I don't know. I haven't asked in a long time."
The assistant couldn't catch his breath and was stunned.
What Xitong was thinking at the moment was that once her grandfather fell, she would take the opportunity to clean up other problematic relatives and reorganize the group.
She just needed an assistant who could handle "personal issues".
"Think the salary is too low? Don't worry, Haicheng won't treat you unfairly. At least it's more straightforward than the old-fashioned Li and his words."
"Wait a minute," the assistant realized that the two of them didn't seem to be on the same wavelength. "What Haicheng? Didn't you ask me to be with you and live with a rich man by selling my body..."
“…”
Xi Tong finally understood why the assistant looked at her so strangely before. It turned out that he thought she was Yu Sixie's mistress!
She imitated the tone and expression her assistant used when speaking to her and said softly, "I'm Xitong, the president of Haicheng Group."
Just in case the already battered assistant didn't believe it, she found the business cards and photos in her phone.
The assistant silently compared the person in the phone with the person in front of him... He was blind to the truth.
"So thirty-five thousand is too low? I'll give you five thousand more, and you'll work with me."
Xi Tong poaches Yu Sixie's girlfriend without blushing or beating her heart.
The assistant, already doubting his life, refused to listen to Xi Tong's words. Are all young people these days so capable? They're all in charge of an entire group at such a young age. He's not worthy of this.
All these years of reading have been in vain.
After quickly finishing his business, he wanted to leave this humiliating place.
Seeing that the assistant was unwilling, Xitong did not force it.
The elevator door slowly opened, and the assistant's mind finally recovered. During this period, all the strange things the young master had done were explained because of Xitong's identity change.
She should be the ex-girlfriend that Madam Yu has never accepted.
"Boss Xi, why don't you agree to marry Boss Yu?"
He originally thought that the young master wanted to marry this young lady because he was blinded by her beauty, but now it seems that is not the case, because she is the president of Haicheng Group.
Perhaps at this moment, she needs this marriage more.
For Haicheng, which has been plagued by various vicious incidents and especially has a leader with a bad reputation, marrying into the old-fashioned Lihe Group, which has always had a good reputation, can be said to be the only chance to break the deadlock.
They are not even in a marriage, but they really have a foundation of love.
If we hide the truth about the emotional discord and only talk about the first love in school, the long-term long-term relationship and the unwavering love, it would be a perfect story.
All the gossip and malicious slander directed at her will disappear because of this marriage, and the two even have a seven-year-old child.
If people still cannot accept that women have abilities comparable to men's and insist on giving them the reputation of being dependent on men, then why doesn't she choose the best?
The assistant did not mean to look down on women, but felt that as a businessman who could lead such a large group, Xitong should not fail to understand the reason behind this.
He felt that this was not about relying on men, but that everything in the world that could help oneself could be considered a resource, and love was no exception.
…
But before the assistant said this, Xitong had never thought that perhaps a fake marriage could be the key to breaking the deadlock.
She didn't think it was shameful to use men, but she also didn't think there was a possibility of marrying Yu Sixie, even if it was fake.
marry?
She and him?
When they were young, they had imagined their future countless times, but when it finally came, it was even more surprising than they had imagined.
Or maybe, this is also an option...
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