Dressed as a wealthy widow who inherits billions of inheritances

Chapter 599 Fanwai 1-Shen Yuyan is dead

【Shen Yuyan is dead. 】

Early in the morning, when he opened his eyes and saw such a WeChat message, Xia Zhiwei's first reaction was, is today April Fool's Day?

The next second, she remembered that today is the first day of the new year.

Xia Zhiwei was in a terrible mood when he received the news of his death on New Year's Day.

"woke up?"

Xie Jingting came in from the outside, sat on the edge of the bed, saw her pouted with displeasure, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her on the lips.

"Honey, in the new year, be happy every day."

Xia Zhiwei handed the phone to her man depressed, "Look at it."

Xie Jingting glanced and put the phone aside casually.

Looking at the man's understatement, Xia Zhiwei still didn't understand.

"You know it all?"

"Well, around 1 o'clock in the middle of the night."

Xia Zhiwei recalled that they had just completed the Great Harmony Movement of Life, and when they were lying in the man's arms like a stove and drowsy, they heard a cell phone ringing.

She was annoyed by the noise at the time, and secretly cursed in her heart that some psychopath disturbed people's dreams in the middle of the night.

"Then do you know what's going on? Why did this happen to the New Year's Eve?"

Xie Jingting combed Xia Zhiwei's chicken coop-like hair with his hands, "Get up and wash up and have breakfast. I have to eat with my grandparents in the morning on the first day of the new year. It's not good to keep them waiting for a long time."

Hearing this, Xia Zhiwei immediately lifted the quilt and got up.

After packing up and rushing over, it was unexpectedly late.

Fortunately, Xia Zhiwei is pregnant now, so everyone is very considerate.

The breakfast variety is quite rich, including eight-treasure porridge, sweet red dates soup, rice cakes, steamed buns, fermented poached eggs, various local side dishes in Jiangbei, and dumplings that were not cooked last night.

I don't know if it was because I ate too much last night and couldn't digest it, or because of the news of Shen Yuyan's death, Xia Zhiwei was full after eating a bowl of poached eggs made with rice wine.

"Jing Ting's daughter-in-law."

Xia Zhiwei looked at Mr. Xie in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Mr. Xie cleared his throat, "Come to my study later."

"Oh well."

Xia Zhiwei was calm on the surface, but panicked inside.

After all, the old man is so ruthless that even Xie Jingting beats him up. If the other party makes a move on her, will she fight back or fight back?
Just as he was lost in thought, the hand touching his belly was held by Xie Jingting's big warm and dry hand.

"Don't worry, I'll accompany you later."

Xia Zhiwei wanted to say, it's not me who should be worried, although she is six months pregnant, she is more than enough to deal with a sick old man.

However, since the other party is her son's great-grandfather, she will be gentle.

Well, just sauce.

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As soon as he entered the study, Xia Zhiwei never took his eyes off of Mr. Xie's crutches, which made Mr. Xie wonder if Xia Zhiwei was planning on his precious crutches, and even the hands holding the crutches tightened a little.

If she dares to ask me later, I will let her get out.

Thinking of this, Mr. Xie turned around and put (hidden) the crutch behind the chair, a place Xia Zhiwei couldn't see.

Seeing the old man put down his crutch (weapon), Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

But Xia Zhiwei's expression fell into the eyes of Mr. Xie, but it was interpreted as another meaning.

Sure enough, she was planning to use my crutches, look at this disappointed expression, hum!Even if she knows the goods, she knows that I am the best small-leaf red sandalwood, a good thing that money can't buy.

"Cough cough!"

Mr. Xie coughed heavily twice to remind Xia Zhiwei not to hit him with a cane recklessly.

Xia Zhiwei didn't know about Mr. Xie's mental activities, so he instinctively cared: "Your throat is uncomfortable, drink more water."

"I know my body well, so you don't have to worry about it."

Fine.

(End of this chapter)