She had a splitting headache, covered her head, and squatted on the ground in agony.
These fragments flashed through my consciousness, but they were still unclear.
But she already understood that the person who was crying so hard for her death was the man who was leaving now.
She didn't understand what the scene of the falling building meant.
Is it a dream? Or an illusion?
Is it from another parallel world, or... my own future?
But it doesn’t matter anymore. What matters is that she understands who is the one who truly treats her.
The moment Xiao Chen's back disappeared, tears welled up in her eyes.
He slowly took out the heart knot, held it tightly in his hand, and placed it on his chest.
At this time, she was kneeling on the ground, crying inconsolably.
"Xiao Chen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Once, I was everything to you, but I lost the boy who loved me everywhere in the world."
All obstacles to the Su Group have been cleared.
Xiao Chen also joined the board of directors as the largest shareholder besides the chairman.
In the future, Su Xiao will be in charge of the Su Group, and everything will be on the right track.
Xiao Chen controls 25% of the shares of Su Group and is the largest shareholder besides the chairman.
Of course, these shares are not so easy to get. Since the change of the Su Group, the rumors about him and Su Xiao have never changed.
When he went to Song Ziyan's house that day, facing Song Ziyan's resentful and questioning eyes, Xiao Chen had to explain to her over and over again the relationship between himself and Lidya Su.
"So, you and Teacher Su are not as the rumors say?" Song Ziyan's eyes were a little skeptical, but at least they were much more relaxed.
"Of course not. How could that be possible? She's my teacher. I only consider her my sister at best." Xiao Chen raised his hand: "I swear to God."
"Oh, men can't be trusted." Song Ziyan snorted, but her tone was much more cheerful.
"You may not trust others, but you can trust me unconditionally." Xiao Chen said confidently.
"I don't believe you, Xiao Chen..." Song Ziyan hesitated again and again, then she said shyly: "You seem to... still owe me something."
"I owe you something?" Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he began to think seriously. He was trying hard to figure out if he had ever made any promises in front of Song Ziyan?
Damn, I can't remember.
"Yes, you owe me something, something very important." Song Ziyan looked at him seriously: "You won't forget it, right?"
"How is that possible? Of course I remember. I owe you..." Xiao Chen's head was spinning wildly as he was thinking about what to say next.
This is a life-threatening question. If you are not careful, you will be finished.
"You owe me a formal confession." Song Ziyan said seriously.
"Formal... confession?" Xiao Chen's brain froze for a moment, then slowly became clear.
It seems so. The relationship between the two is like that of a couple, but Xiao Chen has never really confessed his feelings.
This won’t do. After saying this, Song Ziyan ran away with a red face, leaving Xiao Chen alone in the living room in a daze.
"What are you thinking about?" Song's father walked in and couldn't help but glare at Xiao Chen when he saw him.
This guy kidnapped his own daughter and is still acting stupid here?
"Uncle Song." Xiao Chen quickly stood up, putting on an apologetic smile, "I came to talk to Zi Yan about something."
"Is it clear now?" Father Song stared at Xiao Chen.
"It seems... it's made clear." Xiao Chen nodded.
"Just explain yourself and leave. I won't keep you for dinner." Father Song snorted.
Xiao Chen smiled awkwardly, said goodbye to Song's father, and left.
When he left, he was thinking that he really owed Song Ziyan a formal confession. Well, when is the right time to confess?
Should I keep it low-key, or hold a ceremony that will rock the city?
Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Fang called: "Xiao Chen, accompany me to the sanatorium."
"Go to a sanatorium? What for?" Xiao Chen asked with some confusion.
"I'm here to see Old Master Zhang for a follow-up consultation. I've also finished compiling the collection of medicinal foods you asked me to compile."
Lin Fang was a little excited: "Now we just need to find a chef to make these medicinal dishes more delicious, and then it will be perfect."
"Okay, where are you? I'll come find you." Since there was nothing else to do, Xiao Chen decided to go with Lin Fang.
Lin Fang sent a location, Xiao Chen drove there, and then the two went to the sanatorium together.
Old Master Zhang was fishing by the small lake behind the nursing home. Although he was nearly a hundred years old, he was in better spirits than many young people who stayed up late and drank too much.
The guard was not with him today, but a middle-aged man in his forties.
The man was dignified and had the air of someone who had been in a superior position for a long time. His extraordinary bearing was evident at a glance.
"Haha, Xiaocheng, it's rare that you can take the time to come fishing with me today. You're a very busy man now."
Mr. Zhang was in a very good mood. "You are currently the youngest among the committee members. You have a bright future. Do your best."
"Master Zhang, please stop making fun of me. It's precisely because I'm young that I lack experience in many things. Right now, I need to learn from my seniors."
The man laughed heartily: "Especially you, old man, you need to give me more guidance."
"I don't have anything to advise you on. If you want to play a game of robbery or fighting, you can come to me. I'm not good at politics." Old Master Zhang shook his head slowly.
"This time I'm returning to Jiangcheng, and it's still based on the previous plan. In the next ten years, Jiangcheng will experience rapid development." The man smiled and said, "Old Master, you will witness the rise of Jiangcheng with your own eyes."
"Ha, I don't know if I can wait that long." The old man laughed.
"You'll have to wait at least twenty years." The man also laughed.
"Mr. Zhang, Xiao Chen and I are here to see you for a follow-up examination." At this moment, Lin Fang and Xiao Chen were brought over by the guards.
"You've come just in time. Look, this is the fish I just caught." The old man pointed to a fish in the bucket and said, "I've stewed it. Let's all try it together."
"Okay, thank you, old man." Xiao Chen said with a smile.
A chef came over immediately, scaled the freshly caught fish, cut open its belly, sautéed scallions and ginger, fried the fish, and then stewed it in a casserole.
After a while, the casserole boiled and a fragrant aroma wafted into the air.
"It smells so good! This is the black carp from Bailian Lake. It only needs green onions and ginger, no other excessive seasonings. You can just enjoy the original flavor of the fish." The man on the side was excited.
"Yes, I've liked it for decades." Old Zhang said with a smile.
Xiao Chen couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man and felt that he looked familiar.
Moreover, I have read so many Taoist scriptures with my master and I also know a little about physiognomy.
The man has a full and broad forehead, bright and lively eyes, and delicate and raised eyebrows.
This person is born with a bright future in official career, and his identity is definitely not simple.
Besides, anyone who can sit and fish with Mr. Zhang is not an ordinary person.
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