Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 656 To Me, You Are The World 1
An Yibei finished his work and rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

Pushing open the door, the quilt on the hospital bed was arched and trembling.

Originally, the heart was like still water, but it turned out to be broken in an instant.

He stepped forward and lifted the quilt. An Xiaxia's eyes were red, and she curled up into a ball, as fragile as an abandoned baby.

"Squeamish! Why are you crying! If you cry again, those people won't survive!" An Yibei's voice was as cold as ice.

An Xiaxia asked with a strong nasal voice, "Kang Jian's corpse...found?"

An Yibei sighed: "No..."

"So is there still hope to live?" An Xiaxia's eyes lit up.

An Yibei couldn't bear to refute her, so he reluctantly nodded.

In fact, the healthy survival rate is less than one percent.

"The matter of Wen Qing and He Dongyang...is almost settled. The ashes are transported back, and the newspaper, government, and insurance company will compensate them. At least their family will not worry about money in the future." An Yibei said lightly, with a look on his face. The attitude of staying out of the way.

It was hard for An Xiaxia to hear it. After all, she was a colleague who got along day and night, so it was hard to accept it for a while.

"Today... Mr. Song is here." An Xiaxia calmed down and said to An Yibei.

An Yibei clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "What is he here for?"

"He said he wanted to take me home." An Xiaxia wrung her fingers, "Brother, he is my biological father, you already knew that, right?"

An Yibei's brows were cold: "Huh? So are you blaming me now?"

"I didn't!" An Xiaxia smiled bitterly, "I just think...it's ironic..."

"Do you want to go with him?" An Yibei asked.

He had avoided this problem for many years, but finally he had to face it.

He couldn't determine Mr. Song's true attitude towards An Xiaxia.

If love, why drive his mother crazy?Don't ask.

If you don't love her, Mr. Song's kindness to her doesn't seem to be pretending.

Furthermore, there were many disputes among the rich and powerful families, so it was not for her own good to let An Xiaxia go back hastily, I was afraid it would harm her.

"I hate him very much." An Xiaxia squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

An Yibei frowned: "Xia Xia, don't be impulsive! Don't think about revenge or anything, he is your father after all!"

An Xiaxia remained silent, An Yibei didn't want to say much, there was always a stone hanging in his heart that he couldn't let go.

I hope An Xiaxia doesn't do anything stupid.
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A few days later, An Xiaxia was called to the newspaper office by the manager.

When she came, she heard that the newspaper was bought by a large group and the manager might be replaced. She was so worried that she had nowhere to vent her anger, and she probably asked An Xiaxia to vent her anger.

As soon as he entered the room, the assistant rushed in to announce: "The new president is here!"

The manager stood up to greet him with the expression of eating a fly.

A tall man, surrounded by a dozen people, walked in slowly.

At first sight, there are a pair of shiny black leather shoes. Looking up, there are long legs wrapped in trousers, a white shirt, and a black suit. Such a simple match, but he wears it with a different taste .

"Mr. Sheng...Hi, you are here, what can you do?" The manager smiled obsequiously, and waved at An Xiaxia: "Why are you standing there? Go get Mr. Sheng a glass of water."

An Xiaxia went to the tea room and brought two cups of coffee without a word. As soon as she entered, she heard the manager speak ill of her, "It's all An Xiaxia's fault this time! Could this happen without her? Sigh...it's a pity for us Two excellent reporters, Mr. Sheng, I suggest that An Xiaxia be fired!"

(End of this chapter)