Under the maple tree, there were more than a dozen business elites standing. Everyone looked energetic, well-dressed, and energetic.
When Jiang Zihan saw Xiao Bai being carried out by the bodyguards, he was slightly distracted. Then he ran a few steps and came to the bedside. He said with a worried face: "Qing'er, it turns out you are really sick. I'm really sorry. If so. Because of me, I feel very guilty."
Xiaobai was lying on the bed, looking up at the sky. She looked very seriously and didn't hear Jiang Zihan's words at all. Jiang Zihan frowned slightly and immediately opened his eyes. Through thick lenses, he looked at Xiaobai obsessively. Thin cheeks.
Because she had not been in the sun for a long time, her face was very pale, but in Jiang Zihan's eyes, she showed a kind of morbid beauty.
Suddenly, Xiaobai looked up at the sky and laughed.
"They didn't succeed," she laughed to herself.
They refer to the four major consortiums and Angel who collaborated to snipe Siyuan International. Xiaobai knew what she had said the night before yesterday, and his father followed it.
She had someone send a message to her father, saying: "If Siyuan International disappears from the sea of clouds, I will disappear from this world."
Today, all the prominent members of the Wen family came to their villa. From their excited whispers, Xiao Bai knew that the Wen family was saved. Since it was the Wen family that was saved, it meant that the four major financial groups were maliciously acquiring Siyuan. International's plan was aborted. And she, Wen Biqing, had to fulfill her promise.
"Please call me Wen Biqing." Xiaobai finally withdrew his gaze, glanced at Jiang Zihan coldly, and said, "I'm not familiar with you."
"Qing'er, what are you doing? We had dinner together, and you went to the airport to pick me up ---"
"That was my father's order, so I had to do it. To be honest, I'm really not familiar with you, and I don't want to be familiar with you. You also know that I'm just a little chess piece of the Wen family. You don't have to deal with it at all. A useless chess piece is so polite." Xiaobai said coldly.
Jiang Zihan stretched out his hand, trying to cover Xiaobai's quilt with concern. The hand he stretched out suddenly froze there.
"Wen Biqing, don't go too far! You should be very clear about the current situation of the Wen family."
A rich middle-aged male voice came from under the maple tree.
The speaker was Jiang Zihan's second uncle, Jiang Wenxuan. He was the representative sent by the Jiang family to the mainland to discuss cooperation with the Wen family.
Xiaobai's father Wen Jing'an frowned slightly. He was standing under the maple tree with great aura. The people around him were like stars holding the moon. He was so angry at his daughter at home, and his face was filled with anger. It really doesn't look good.
Wen Jingliang walked through the crowd, came to the bedside, stretched out his hand to tuck Xiaobai's quilt, and said with concern: "Qing'er, you are really sick? Why didn't you tell me earlier? What did Liu Mei do? Qing'er. When a child is so sick, he doesn’t rush to see a doctor for treatment.”
"Second uncle, it's none of Aunt Mei's business." Xiaobai said, "It's just that I don't want to marry Jiang Zihan."
"Well----"
Wen Jingliang was about to say words of concern when he was choked back.
Jiang Zihan turned around and glared at him. Looking back, he looked at Xiaobai with affectionate eyes and comforted softly: "Qing'er, let's talk about emotional matters later. You'd better take good care of your body first. Taking good care of your body is the most important thing. Your body is the most important thing."
"Huh! It's not up to you whether to marry or not!" Jiang Wenxuan said angrily.
Xiaobai smiled slightly, and the autumn wind blew up, lifting a strand of messy hair and covering her pale cheeks.
"Aren't you two tired of playing a double act in front of me?" Xiaobai mocked.
Suddenly, the wind picked up. The sudden strong wind blew up red fallen leaves all over the ground, mixing with the fallen red leaves on the maple trees, like red butterflies flying all over the sky.
