"Dad, it's been more than five hours.

Aunt Lan must be seriously injured if she feels so painful.

Let's call the doctor and let him come and have a look."

Xia Zhengfeng looked at Xia Changhe who was sitting on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest, and was so anxious that he almost jumped up.

The person he cared about was usually a minor illness and disaster. He felt distressed even if he lost a hair. At this moment, she was humming upstairs all day. He felt that his heart was like he was being slapped by silence and could no longer bear it.

After raising the situation for a while, he finally spoke out that he could send Zhao Lan to the hospital for five.

This will at least relieve her pain.

"No, there is no need to call a doctor for such a minor injury.

It will be fine tomorrow if you sleep."

Xia Changhe's face was still calm, as if he didn't hear Zhao Lan's painful moans at all: "Now there is nothing at home that needs you to deal with, so go and do your own business!"

After all, the Xia family is a big family that has been passed down for many years.

What such a wealthy family most likes is precisely because it is not very important to face in the eyes of many ordinary people.

Although Zhao Lan's name was not engraved on the marriage certificate with him, she has been with Xia Changhe for so many years.

In the hearts of the people of Yuncheng, she has long been his woman.

If people from outside know that there was a conflict in Xia Changhe's home, he even burned people.

I don't know how to arrange it yet! He can't afford to lose his face.

So, although Xia Xingran was crying and wanted to take Zhao Lan to the hospital just now, she also said that many parts of her body were blistered.

But Xia Changhe did not let go after all.

He loves this little daughter very much.

But in terms of major events, no one can shake the established principles in his mind.

"But Dad, I think Aunt Lan is obviously seriously injured.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be so painful. If you don't call a doctor, I'm worried that it will leave scars!"

"My woman, I don't worry about her scars. I need you to teach me how to do things here?"

Xia Changhe was already very unhappy, and this kid was becoming less and less capable of judging.

Didn’t he know the respect and distance he should have as a son when facing his father’s woman?

He actually dared to be a woman she had been so worried in front of him! Of course, Xia Changhe could not have thought that Xia Zhengfeng was so brave that he had been with Zhao Lan secretly together.

"But!"

"Okay, Zhengfeng.

"He Qinglian saw that Xia Zhengfeng was still not planning to give up this topic and wanted to continue to argue with Xia Changhe, so she hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't make dad angry anymore."

He Qinglian's approaching made Xia Zhengfeng subconsciously feel disgusted.

But he also knew in his heart that what she was talking about was the truth.

He frowned and looked at the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor, and Xia Zhengfeng finally said nothing.

"Let's go, Chaoyang said there is a foreign company. It is planned to cooperate with us to open a factory.

The people have been arranged in the hotel by our company, so let’s go and have a look first.

When everything is handled almost the same, please ask dad to sign the contract!”

Xia Zhengfeng looked coldly at Xia Changhe who was still sitting on the sofa, indifferent to Zhao Lan's pain.
Chapter completed!