"Jiang Lan."
Jiang Lan, who was accompanying her children at the bedside, suddenly turned around and saw Miss Wen standing at the door pushing a man with a smile.
Jiang Lan's eyes were fixed on the man, dressed in a formal black suit with thick eyebrows. She knew him. He was the president of Cheng Group. She had checked him out after her husband's accident. He was a person who often appeared in newspapers.
Xihe smiled gently: "We came to visit you, I wonder if it's convenient now?"
Zhang Dahai was already awake on the hospital bed, his legs half hanging in the air. As an employee, he recognized Cheng Que at a glance and hurriedly greeted him, "Excuse me, excuse me! President, please come in!"
Xihe pushed Cheng Que in, and Chen Jin followed behind with nutritional supplements.
It was Zhang Dahai's first time meeting the top leader and he was so excited that he rubbed his hands and could barely speak clearly. He pushed his two children and hurriedly called for help. Jiang Lan hurried to pour water: "Ms. Wen and Mr. Cheng, please have some tea."
Chen Jin hurriedly took it from her, opened the box and handed a bottle of drink to each of the two children.
The two children were a little shy, and only after getting their parents' permission did they timidly take it and whispered their thanks: "Thank you, uncle, thank you, Aunt Wen."
The atmosphere in the ward was not tense. Zhang Dahai's condition did not worsen because he received timely treatment. Especially for his subsequent recuperation, Xihe hired the best therapist, and everything was moving in a good direction.
Jiang Lan has a gentle temperament. Miss Wen has done everything she can, so she cannot feel any resentment.
Cheng Que was very gentle. After carefully inquiring about Zhang Dahai's condition, he said, "First, take good care of your injuries. When you recover, I'll transfer you to a more relaxed position."
Zhang Dahai couldn't help but tear up: "Thank you, President."
He is almost 40 years old this year. He has been working on construction sites since he entered the society. The Cheng Group's construction sites pay well and have complete benefits. He recruited many talented people to join the team and worked there for several years before he saved enough money to get married.
Deep down, Zhang Dahai didn't have much resentment towards Cheng Que.
Compared with other companies, Cheng's is a conscientious company. The bad one is the greedy person. After the incident, President Cheng has compensated them. Especially since they came to visit him today, he is already very satisfied.
Cheng Que didn't say anything, but just raised his hand and patted Zhang Dahai on the shoulder.
After having dinner with the Zhang family, Xihe and the others left the hospital and went straight to the hotel where the old couple from the Fan family were staying.
The old couple are just ordinary people, and they have an eight-year-old grandson with them. The reason they didn’t go back is said to be waiting for their own grandson, who is said to be a top student.
Xihe and the other man went up to the second floor of the hotel, and Chen Jin knocked on the door: "Knock, knock, knock."
The footsteps in the house were getting closer and closer. The next second, the door opened and a handsome man in a white shirt came into view. "Excuse me, what can I do for you..."
Both inside and outside the door fell into silence.
Mrs. Fan heard the noise, came over, and asked curiously, "Ayuan, who is that?"
Qi Yuan replied, "The president of Cheng Group." He stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation.
Xihe suppressed her embarrassment and pushed Cheng Que inside, where she was met with the weather-beaten face of Old Mrs. Fan. When she saw them, Old Mrs. Fan was stunned for a moment, then her face suddenly fell and she turned back to the sofa.
After sitting down, no one spoke for a while and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.
Xihe was busy picking her nails, cursing in her heart that she was unlucky. Cheng Que's cold air almost froze her to death, and Qi Yuan opposite her was staring at her with an aggressive look.
So, why is Qi Yuan the grandson of Mr. and Mrs. Fan?
The old couple of the Fan family could not get over the unfortunate death of their only son. Although they agreed to mediation, they were not interested in Cheng Que Xihe and had no intention of greeting them at this time.
After a brief conversation, the two had to get up and say goodbye.
Qi Yuan stood up and said, "Grandma and Grandpa, please sit down. I'll go see you off."
Xihe pushed Cheng Que into the elevator, and Qi Yuan followed in. The elevator was extremely quiet. After getting out of the elevator, the group went straight to the parking space. The night in July was very hot, and they started sweating after taking only a few steps.
"Wen Sheng!"
Xihe stopped and turned to look at him.
Qi Yuan has a handsome appearance, with cars flowing behind him. His white shirt and jeans bring a cool feeling.
Xihe sighed and wished this guy didn't have a mouth.
Sure enough, the next second he said, "You're done playing around, so you're dumping me, right? You're back together with President Cheng like a normal person, but what about me? Going to die, huh?"
He walked up to her, stared into her eyes, and said aggressively: "Is this the game you rich people play?"
The young man looked to be about 23 or 24 years old. There was a mole at the end of his eye, and his narrow eyes added a bit of demonic aura. At this moment, his eyes were scarlet and looked quite scary. Cheng Que couldn't help but pull Xi He behind him and said, "Qi Yuan, please be careful with your words!"
Qi Yuan's eyes fell on him and he smiled playfully: "President Cheng?"
Cheng Que's brows were solemn, and he had an aura that made it impossible for anyone to be violated. Although he was sitting, he did not feel inferior at all.
"Mr. Cheng, of course you have the right to lecture me."
Qi Yuan sneered, "You're so lucky! You were born into a life of luxury, enjoying the best resources in the world. When you grow up, you manage a large company with countless employees under you. Even if something happens to you, there are people who are willing to spend all their money to save you."
"But what about me? Who am I? Am I to be played around with by you guys for nothing?"
Bang! The phone fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Chen Jin was startled and quickly stood in front of Cheng Que: "Mr. Qi, please calm down!"
How could Qi Yuan possibly remain calm? He'd practically gone mad this past month, searching for the person but unable to find them. He'd finally gotten someone to find the Wen family's address, but couldn't even get in. The news he'd gotten was that the person hadn't been back for a long time.
If he hadn't run into her when he was visiting his grandparents tonight, he would never have found her!
Xihe's face instantly turned cold: "Playing?"
He walked over to Cheng Que and stood in front of Qi Yuan, raising his chin. "Qi Yuan, before you say this, check your conscience. How have I wronged you since we've been together?"
Qi Yuan pursed his lips, stared at her intently, and clenched his hands into fists.
Xihe was annoyed: "Did I sleep with you, or force you to do something you didn't want to do? You just played with me and I paid you. What's the harm?"
She nodded: "Okay, you mean the day at the airport, right?"
"I admit that I broke my promise by not accompanying you to the US... But I booked the plane ticket to the US, didn't I? I didn't cancel the room there, did I? Even the people who arranged it waited for you at the airport all night."
"As for that card, did I only give you one card?"
Xihe felt that this person was simply greedy and wanted more. "If you had a clear mind, you should have flown away that very day to continue your studies in the United States. The sky would be the limit from then on, and no one could stop you. But you didn't go. What were you thinking, Qi Yuan?"
Qi Yuan opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Xi He: "Don't say you care about me, do you believe that?"
Qi Yuan was speechless for a moment.
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