No matter how Xia Zhenai cried and shouted, Leng Haoxuan showed no reaction.
A huge despair gripped her throat like the hand of death.
"Haoxuan, this joke is not funny at all. Wake up, wake up..."
"Haoxuan, you promised me, how can you keep your word?"
"Haoxuan, you are a liar, you liar, you lied to me!!! Wuwuwu..." Xia Zhenai collapsed on Leng Haoxuan: "Wake up..."
Zhongqing stepped forward and supported Xia Zhenai's shoulders: "Zhenai, calm down. My cousin doesn't want to see you like this. Be careful, you are still sick..."
Xia Zhenai's throat seemed to be blocked and she could no longer speak. She just shed tears in great sorrow. She held Leng Haoxuan's body tightly with her hands and was unwilling to let go.
Zhong Qing looked at Wei Yi and others aside with red eyes.
At a loss.
Such things are already difficult for them to accept.
What's more, Xia Zhenai, who truly loves each other.
Wei Yi frowned and immediately stepped forward and said to Xia Zhenai: "Zhenai, I understand your mood very well. The eldest brother left suddenly. As a relative of the eldest brother, I will take good care of you for him."
"..."
"The eldest brother had already signed a will before he died..." Wei Yi handed something to Xia Zhenai: "This is the last inheritance that the eldest brother left for you and your children."
Xia Zhenai cried till she was hoarse, her heart was cut like a knife, she hugged Leng Haoxuan tightly and cried: "I don't want anything, I just want Haoxuan to wake up, I just want him..."
Wei Yi, Zhong Qing and others were all gathered around the bed, watching this scene, they were heartbroken and burst into tears.
Looking at Xia Zhenai who was about to faint from crying, Shenying's eyes darkened.
That day, Xia Zhenai cried, yelled, and was in pain...
Finally, he passed out.
He was carried back like a soulless, cold body.
Xia Zhenai was already sick, but after this time, her condition became more serious.
Mrs. Leng and Fu Meng immediately rushed to Xia Zhenai's room upon hearing the sound and took care of her every step of the way.
After that day, Xia Zhenai was like a battery that had run out of power and collapsed from illness.
She was lying in bed with a pale face.
Zhongqing handed a glass of warm water in front of Xia Zhenai: "Zhenai, it's time to take medicine."
Xia Zhenai stared at the ceiling with distracted eyes, her voice hoarse because she cried a lot: "Zhongqing, is Haoxuan back?"
Xia Zhenai seemed to have subconsciously forgotten about Leng Haoxuan's departure.
It seems that this is the only way she can live with the only hope...
Zhongqing looked at Xia Zhenai who was in a state of despair, and turned away somewhat unbearably.
I don't even know how to comfort him.
Xia Zhenai's condition became more and more serious, and sometimes she would not eat, drink, sleep or talk for a whole day, which made Mrs. Leng anxious and at a loss.
They tried to hold Xiao Yisheng in front of Xia Zhenai, trying to divert her attention.
However, Xia Zhenai had no reaction to Xiao Yisheng.
Just wallowing in his own sorrow.
Except Leng Haoxuan, no one can enter her world.
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"Cough cough cough..."
The fireplace in the hall was crackling with charcoal fire, and the firelight made the whole room extremely warm.
A man sits in front of the fireplace with his back turned.
His shadow was cast on the floor by the blazing firelight.
Qi Huan reminded softly: "Young master, it's time for you to take medicine."
Leng Haoxuan frowned coldly, cleared his throat, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How is she?"