The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 977 Are You Really The Child's Mother?

But fortunately, I was about to go to Beijing soon. Manager Yang took me to the airport and said solemnly: "Qianxun, I will leave the affairs of Nishang Company to you. I hope you can work hard for the company."

"I will work hard."

"Here's your ticket."

"Oh, it's so generous, it's first class."

He patted me on the shoulder: "Chihiro, please."

Holding the ticket, I smiled and said, "Thank you." I thought, work hard, don't live like a heartless person, with no joy, no joy, no wave, no thread.

The closer I get to Beijing, the more I feel pain in my heart.

I pressed my stomach with one hand, bit my lip and ran to the toilet, but it was a pity that I was still very uncomfortable when I came out.

The stewardess came over and asked with concern: "Miss, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Give me a glass of warm water, thank you."

"Do you want painkillers?"

"no need."

I was heartbroken. When I left Beijing, I didn't dare to take a plane and went all the way south by train.

Finally, he landed on the ground, his heart ached, and every step he took felt extremely heavy.

Take a taxi, wrap yourself in a big windbreaker, and wrap it densely. Every tree still has so many bird's nests, but you can see the beautiful spring.

The peach blossoms are starting to turn pink again, and the branches are swaying in the spring breeze, so joyful.

I think it's still very cold.

"Miss, you're not used to our Beijing. The wind in this season is quite strong."

How can I not get used to it, it's just the pain in my heart, and I still can't let go.

After arriving at the hotel and getting settled in, I went to a nearby pharmacy to buy some painkillers and took them, but the pain still couldn't be relieved.

However, Shen Lin called and said coldly: "Report to Nishang immediately. There will be a meeting later, and Miss Li will introduce you to the company."

"it is good."

Enduring the pain, Li Hong's company has done a lot. Although she is a woman, she is not inferior to a man. I admire such a strong woman very much. I can't do anything well.

The meeting was just to announce my identity, and the personnel department has already made a sign for me to come and go at will. This is the head office, and the factory is in the suburbs.

"Miss Li, please wait."

She turned around and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Why do I have to be here?"

She smiled coldly and left without saying anything.

Maybe she thinks that for me, no explanation is needed.

It must be a month in a three-star hotel. I have adapted to the humidity in the south, but the dryness in Beijing made my throat worse.

Last night, I forgot to put a wet towel on the bed, and it became even more dry, like a fire burning in my throat.

I was a little late for going to work, but I miscalculated the traffic in Beijing. It didn't get better, but no matter how I managed it, it was still getting worse.

But I don't belong to Nishang, and the people in their company have no right to criticize me. They gave me some materials that need to be consigned by the company in a decent manner. The company in the morning is very quiet. I went upstairs to buy medicine and saw him downstairs.

He was in a dark suit and had a serious face, but he was still so outstanding. He sat in the car, as if he was waiting for someone.

Looking at each other across a car, the pain and helplessness in my heart surged up again.

Back in Beijing, the first thing I saw was him, Ji Xiaobei.

In his eyes, there is a kind of sadness.

I turned and left, covering my mouth to keep from coughing too loudly.

Li Hong's voice came from behind, and it softened a bit: "Xiaobei, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Not very long," he said.

That voice, still so familiar, connected everything I deliberately wanted to forget.

Xiaobei, Ji Xiaobei, our fate is over.

The medicine still couldn't save my throat, and I had a cold and all kinds of outbreaks. I couldn't do without asking for leave. I called back and asked Yang Siming for leave.

He hesitated a lot: "Mo Qianxun, I'm worried, you will ask for leave now that you are stationed in Nishang, and we have just started to try to accept some small orders from Nishang."

"I don't have a lot of ambition, Manager Yang, work is not the most important thing to me, I take myself more seriously, this fake, whether you approve it or not, I always have to go to the hospital to clear it up. Take care of the sick first."

"How about this, you go to work first, I will book a plane ticket to Beijing tonight, you will ask for leave tomorrow, and I will go to contact with the people from Nishang."

"it is good."

He really values ​​it, but there's nothing he can do about it. No matter what you do now, it's getting more and more difficult, unless you have a backer and you have power, then you will feel like a fish in water.

It is not unreasonable for him to value the cooperation with Li Hong, this is a business that can make the company a lot of money.

Enduring the discomfort, he persisted for another afternoon, and his work efficiency was almost zero.

In the hotel room, white calla lilies were delivered, and I threw them away without further ado. I called the front desk and asked them not to send any more flowers in, not anything else.

White calla lily, now that I see such a flower, I can no longer move any thoughts.

I don't want to move any more, I'm so tired that I just want to linger on, I don't want to talk about anything, anyone.

Putting on some clothes and going out coughing, one person lined up to see the emergency department, one person got an injection, one person got water, and one person sat outside in a daze.

In my world, I am the only one, and I may be forever lonely.

It was after twelve o'clock after the infusion. If it didn't improve, I would have to come back tomorrow. After taking the medicine, I went out and looked at the lights, and I became more and more cold.

I'm back, I have to face this, maybe I'll see Lin Xia again, but everything, running away didn't make my life any better.

I want the car to go back to the place where I live, sleep hard under the quilt, and sleep to death.

In my dreams, I also dreamed that Xiaoyu called me Mommy.

Even if I'm not his real mommy.

Intermittent memories are still slowly creeping into my dreams.

Still at the airport, Lin Xia pulled Ji Xiaobei down and beat him furiously. I let someone help him and followed Xiaoyu. He was bleeding profusely, and the blood supply in the airport was obviously insufficient.

Trembling, he pulled up his sleeves: "Draw my blood, I am the child's mother."

"Let's do a blood test first."

Fortunately, after a blood test, the doctor told me regretfully: "Your blood type is totally different from the child's. Are you really his mother?"

"It looks like my husband. I'll call my husband. He has type B blood. Lin Xia, Lin Xia, come quickly." Don't be late, we must save Xiaoyu.

"Did you make a mistake? Type B blood is completely different from the child's O blood. Forget it, let me ask." He asked loudly: "Who is O blood here? There is a child. I need to draw blood urgently, and I will send it to the hospital in the city right away.”

(End of this chapter)