"I'm not lying to you, my cousin is really dead." Seeing him like this, Xia Houxuan'er's eyes became moist.
"Xiaoyue, wife... I won't scold you anymore. I will let you do whatever you want. I only ask you one thing, come back to me... Wife... don't leave me..." Duanmu Xiu
He hugged the tombstone with tears streaming down his face, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, staining a corner of the tombstone red.
"Mr. Duanmu, what's wrong with you?" Xia Houxuan'er was shocked and hurriedly went to see him, only to find that he had passed out holding the tombstone. She quickly called for someone to move him away and sent someone to sail him back to NH City.
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Something happened to Xiahou Xiyue, and the entire Xiahou family was enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere. Everyone was worried and couldn't be happy.
"Brother, change the route on the island and don't let him come to you again." Inexplicably, Xia Houxuan'er knew that the man would not give up easily.
"I know what to do." Xia Houyu nodded. They had all blacklisted him and beat him half to death but still couldn't stop him. It seemed that they had to temporarily hide the island so that he would never be found again.
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As they expected, Duanmu Xiu's body had just recovered a little, and he immediately set sail to sea regardless of everyone's dissuasion.
However, since that day, Mingyue Island seemed to have suddenly disappeared at sea. No matter how they called the most powerful navigators, they could not find any clues. It was as if this island had never appeared before.
Could it be that everything that happened between him and Xiahou Xiyue was a dream?
No, that was definitely not a dream. He firmly believed that Xiahou Xiyue must not be dead, and she must still be waiting for him somewhere.
Once again disappointed at sea, Ling Shaotian received a notice from Xiang Nan and immediately came to meet him.
Only a month later, he was haggard again, and his eyes were filled with despair and despair.
"President, if you don't cheer up, the company will be taken over by the old lady." What he has done in the past few months has seriously aroused the dissatisfaction of the board of directors, and Liu Yemei took the opportunity to lobby the shareholders to remove the chairman.
They can't bear it any longer.
"It doesn't matter, just give it to her if she wants it." Shen's haggard face showed no expression at all. He walked to the bar, opened a bottle of foreign wine, and poured it into his mouth. Now he didn't care about anything anymore, sadly.
There is nothing worse than death of heart.
"President..." Seeing his indifferent expression, Ling Shaotian looked at Xiang Nan helplessly.
"Give him some more time." Xiang Nan had no choice. After Xiahou Xiyue's accident, he returned to Duanmu Xiu who didn't care about anything before. No, it was worse than that. She had such a great influence on him.
Influence.
"It's been half a year, isn't it enough? We can't continue like this. If he continues like this, he will be useless." Ling Shaotian said worriedly.
"What can you do?" Who said that time can dilute everything? No matter how you put it on him, it will have no effect at all. Xiyue's incident has really hit him too hard unless she appears by his side again.
, otherwise it is really hard for him to imagine how he will continue to degenerate.
"After the old lady takes over the company, she will continue to extend her influence to the underworld, and then he will have nothing." Ling Shaotian is not alarmist.
"But what can be done?" Money and power are like a pile of dung under his feet.
