"If Miss Li wants to know, you can come and see for yourself." After saying that, Di Sheng hung up the phone.
Li Mingxi could feel that Disheng was dissatisfied with her.
She refused to hurt Xiao Lang so much, and Disheng was naturally unhappy.
However, she also has her helplessness.
Li Mingxi thought that since Xiao Lang was back home and Di Sheng was here, he should be fine.
She was relieved for the time being, but she was still a little worried in her heart.
Xiao Lang's stomach is not good, and he has also had problems with his eyes recently.
Is it good for his health if he drinks so much alcohol?
Alcohol can make people blind. Will Xiao Lang's eyes become worse?
Li Mingxi became more and more worried as she thought about it, but she did not dare to look at him.
She cared too much about him and would only keep giving him hope.
Li Mingxi hesitated and had to call Dickson.
"I heard from Xiao Lang that he has had some problems with his eyes recently. He drinks so much, which is not good for his health. You should always keep an eye on him. If he develops uncomfortable symptoms, you must send him to the hospital immediately.
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Disheng's voice was still so cold: "If Miss Li cares about the young master, she can come in person without entrusting me."
"I'm just telling you, don't blame me for not reminding you in the future." Li Mingxi immediately hung up the phone.
She would not go see Xiao Lang.
Now that she has decided to give up on him, she will not give him any hope.
It doesn’t matter whether you say she is heartless or cruel, in short, she is such a hateful person!
Li Mingxi gritted her teeth and buried herself in work, but her mind was in a mess and she couldn't calm down.
"What enemies!"
Li Mingxi got up angrily, took her purse and went out.
…
Xiao Lang's home.
After Wen Ning helped him lie down, he went to fetch water and busily took care of him.
Xiao Lang vomited again, all over the floor.
Wen Ning cleaned the floor and made another glass of honey water.
"Brother Xiao, drink some honey water, it will make you feel better."
Wen Ning raised his head and fed him half a cup of honey water.
Xiao Lang lay on the bed drunkenly, raising his hand to unconsciously pull on his shirt.
The buttons of his shirt fell apart, revealing his large and strong chest muscles.
Wen Ning looked over and his face turned red.
It wasn't that she had never seen a man without his shirt on, but she had never seen someone with such a good figure like Xiao Lang.
Although her eldest brother also has a good figure, his skin is too fair and she doesn't like it.
She likes men with healthy complexion, masculine and masculine scent.
But she doesn't like men who are too rough and not noble and elegant at all.
And Xiao Lang is exactly her favorite type.
He is noble and elegant, very masculine, has a good temper, and is so outstanding. He is simply the most perfect Prince Charming in her dream.
She is lucky to meet him in this life.
But he doesn't like her, and it's her misfortune.
Thinking of this, Wen Ning's eyes dimmed a bit.
"Hot..." Xiao Lang groaned uncomfortably.
Wen Ning came to his senses and hurriedly twisted the towel to wipe his face and neck: "Is this better?"
Xiao Lang still felt very hot and was sweating all over his body.
Wen Ning had no choice but to lower the temperature of the air conditioner. It was not until the room was so cold that she got goosebumps that Xiao Lang felt much more comfortable.
Worried that Xiao Lang would catch a cold while sleeping like this, Wen Ning pulled the air conditioner to cover him.
Xiao Lang opened the quilt uncomfortably and frowned in displeasure.
Wen Ning sighed and took the basin to the bathroom to empty it.