Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

No matter how angry Bai Xiao is, he doesn't dare to neglect Jing Jing in front of Sheng Jinchuan.

He stood at the door of the car. After Jingjing came, he reluctantly opened the door. "Miss Bai, please get on the car."

Jing Jing glanced at him and made his careful thinking clear.

Red lips smile, polite, "thank you white special help."

Bai Xiao, "..."

As he got on the bus, Sheng Chuan bent down and took advantage of it

Casual words, but let Sheng Jinchuan inexplicably happy.

"You You care about me? " The eyes, which have been suffering all night, show a little light at the moment.

However, the light was soon extinguished.

"Well, I'm thinking about when you're going to die." Jingjing spread her skirt and didn't lift her head.

Sheng Jinchuan's face is as pale as ashes, and his pain is hard to hide.

Bai Xiao got into the car. When he heard this sentence, he could not help his anger. He turned his head and said angrily, "Bai Jingjing, you have enough! You have no conscience! Don't go too far. "

"I don't go too far in one day or two." Jingjing slowly raised his head and looked at Bai Xiao with a smile.

She I have no conscience to be so upright!

Bai Xiao almost didn't come up in one breath.

"Don't you think I'm worth it? Yes, let your master let me go. You don't have to see me, and you don't have to be tortured by me. "

"Jingjing." Sheng Jinchuan opened his mouth, his chest full of glass slag.

Jingjing turned to look at him.

"Anyway, I don't have much time. You can torture me as you want. Just be happy. "

Bai Xiao, "..."

Jing Jing raised his red lips again and looked at Bai Xiao, "do you hear me? Your master doesn't mind. You talk so much nonsense? "

Bai Xiao is really going crazy.

He couldn't understand the point of tormenting each other like this!

"Drive." Sheng Jinchuan looks sad with his head up.

Afraid that he would not hold on, Bai Xiao said nothing more and immediately started the car.

It's late to get home.

"Sleep on your own tonight. I'm not in the mood to serve you." Jing Jing lost this sentence and got out of the car without looking back.

Bai Xiao suppresses his anger and gets out of the car. He and two bodyguards get Sheng Jinchuan out of the car and sit in a wheelchair.

He pushed the wheelchair and stopped talking for several times. Finally, he couldn't help it. "Young master, why don't you let her go? She's not kind at all. She always torments you like this Your body can't stand it at all. "

"I just know I can't stand it for long. Otherwise, I won't be so lucky after I die. " Sheng Jinchuan rarely did not get angry, and his tone was very calm.

The word "death" seemed as common to him as the change of weather.

"You should also remember what I told you. After I die..."

"After you leave, all your assets will be left to Bai Jingjing, even the company will give it to her, and I will always stay with her and protect her for you! I can't recite your words. You don't have to explain them any more. "

I don't know how many times he has heard such words over the years.

From the beginning of listening to the surprise and anger, to now calm and ordinary.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, the fact is the fact.

So many experts at home and abroad come to the same conclusion. The young master's body will not last long.

He readily accepted the result.

I also want to help the young master fulfill his wish.

But Bai Jingjing's behavior is really unbearable.

"I just don't understand why you indulge her?"

"She's happy."

"She's not too happy."

……

Sheng Jinchuan's body is getting weaker and weaker day by day. Sometimes he sleeps for several days, sometimes he is sober, sometimes he is confused.

Doctors say he won't make it through the winter.

But he's stronger than anyone can imagine.

In the twinkling of an eye, it is the Spring Festival.

Although Sheng Jinchuan grew up abroad as a child, he never forgot everything about his motherland under the education of Wanrong.

Every year, the Chinese New Year should be celebrated according to the domestic customs.

But Jingjing has been alone overseas these years, and the Spring Festival is nothing special for her.

The Spring Festival is even more painful for her without her family.

But this year she was left in China by Sheng Jinchuan for the Spring Festival.

Old uncle Wan changed into a bright yellow Tang suit early, prepared a red envelope, and gave each servant a big one.

Bai Xiao is no exception, because he has been around since childhood, so he has a lot of points.

"Where's Jin Chuan?""The young master was a little uncomfortable last night. Maybe he hasn't got up yet."

"Uncomfortable again?"

“…… It's normal for young master to feel uncomfortable. If he feels comfortable every day, I'm afraid he'll come back. "

"You

As soon as Bai Xiao's words were finished, Wanrong slapped it.

White clamor Wu is patted painful forehead, "what I say is the truth."

Wan Rong glared at him, "I can't tell the truth!"

Bai Xiao nodded, "I see."

Wanrong sat on the sofa, his face was not very good. He had known about Sheng Jinchuan's health for a long time, and he accepted it bit by bit over the years.

Even Sheng Jinchuan's paranoia towards Bai Jingjing was accepted by him, and by the way, he accepted Bai Jingjing.

"Don't say that again. It's unlucky."

"Yes."

At this time, Jingjing came down from upstairs.

Today, she wore a long off white knitted skirt with long hair and delicate makeup. She seems to be in a good mood.

For this, Bai Xiao is very grateful.

God knows how much he wants to rush to her. He kowtows to her three times and asks her not to be a demon for the sake of Chinese New Year.

Let the young master have a good new year!

Maybe it's the last year of the young master.

"Red envelope."

Wan Rong sees Jing Jing come down, although the facial expression is not very good, but still handed the red envelope that prepared early to Jing Jing.

Jing Jing glanced, but didn't answer.

"You don't want to give it, I don't want to take it. Why not keep a distance from each other? "

Wan Rongqi's hands are shaking, this woman!

It's like putting your nose on your face.

There's no way.

Who makes his goose like her?

"It's normal for the elders to give red envelopes to the younger generation today. They all have them. They don't prepare them for you alone."

Jing Jing glanced at the servant and Bai Xiao, and saw that they really had a red envelope in their hands.

It's bulging. It looks very thick.

"We should be happy in the new year, at least today."

At least have fun today

Jingjing was moved.

Hesitated, but still did not answer.

What qualifications do they have to be unhappy? At least they're alive, aren't they?

"Today's such a day, this should be my father, brother and brother together, that is really happy!"

"You..." Wanrong's chest was dreary with anger.

"It's evil to be happy in vain."

The flesh on Wan Rong's face was shaking. He thought that fortunately he was in good health, otherwise he would have been angry to death.

It can be seen how hard Jin Chuan's life has been these years.