In the late autumn, the maple leaves of Maple City seemed to have changed color overnight. They were red and yellow, and they were penetrated by the sun. Through the French windows, layers of light and shadows fell on the ground.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was shocked by the red wind outside the window. The next second, she felt a sharp pain in her head and could not help but close her eyes.
"Mom."
A pair of small hands reached for her fingers, and the warm touch touched the coldness of her right hand. Xu Weige felt the pain in her head.
"Mom, are you awake?" The little girl's voice was crisp and clear, but she was calm beyond her age.
Xu Weige frowned. Where did this child come from? How could there be a child in her room!
She hated naughty kids the most.
Before she could open her eyes, another wave of pain hit her. Xu Weige curled up in pain, and the little girl ran to her from her hand.
Something touched her face, and Xu Weige reached out to grab it irritably. He grabbed a small hand, and she immediately opened her eyes and threw it away.
"Child! Go away! Stay away from me!"
With a "bang", the door was opened rudely. In less than three seconds, the child in front of her was immediately dragged aside. Xu Weige finally became a little relaxed. She was about to see who the unlucky kid's parents were when she heard a cold voice exploding in her ears like thunder.
"Xu Weicang, what did you do to Ah Che again!" The man's voice seemed to be restrained again and again.
Xu Weige did not doubt how fierce the man would be if the child was not in front of him.
But he was talking nonsense!
Xu Weige frowned and looked up, enduring the third wave of headache. She was stunned, and her headache seemed to be silent for a moment.
"President Yuan?"
She lowered her head in surprise. The child in front of her had the same appearance as the original one. She asked in shock.
"Your son?"
Xu Weige's pupils dilated slightly. She felt as if she had eaten something extraordinary. The former head of the Feng City's Dragon Head Group had a son without a word!
Tsk, tsk. The day before yesterday, she had clearly seen the public relations of the original company clarify on Weibo that the original statement was currently single and hypocritical.
"Xu Weige, what are you pretending about again! Isn't it enough to court death?" Anger and mockery flashed across the original Ci's face. He let go of the child in his hand. "Ah Che, get out!"
The little kid seemed to be hesitant. He looked back at the woman lying on the hospital bed and then walked out with a sad face.
There were only two people left in the ward.
Xu Weige was shouted twice in a row. She had a bad temper and her head was in great pain. This man was still in front of her, and no matter who he was, she was angry.
"President Yuan, are you sick? Why did you come to my house so early in the morning? It's your son who ran into my room for no reason. I haven't driven you out yet! Can you be more shameless?"
The woman's face was extremely beautiful. When she was twenty-one years old, she was regarded as a representative of beauty and violence by the media. At this time, she looked sideways. It was obvious that she was lying on the bed and the man was standing.
But their momentum seemed to be evenly matched.
Upon hearing her words, the expression on Yuan Ci's face changed. Her originally cold expression was now filled with a layer of anger. However, after examining her for a long time, he did not say anything.
She seemed to be different from before.
Her face, which had always been lifeless, was now much more lively. Not only was her cheeks not pale because of illness, but her cheeks were also stained with a layer of blush. Her lips were also bitten with a trace of blood. Her face, which had not been made up, looked pure and sexy.
She looked up and saw that the pool of stagnant water in her eyes seemed to have suddenly merged into the spring. It was clear and moist, and it was still glowing.
It had been a long time since he had seen her like this.
The original Ci was stunned. Her eyes were dark and surging. The joints of her hands hanging by her pants were slightly closed and then loosened. He withdrew his gaze and went straight out.
The door was open.
Xu Weicang was so angry that he didn't even know to close the door when he went out of other people's rooms.
No.
This was not her room!
Xu Weige had been unable to look around because of her headache just now. At this time, the aftermath of the headache seemed to have completely dissipated. She turned her head from left to right and looked around.
This was a hospital!
How could she be in the hospital!
She remembered that she must have taken a bath in the bathtub yesterday. When she got up, she seemed to have fallen.
I can't remember what happened next...
Xu Weige closed her eyes tightly and rubbed her temples, which were faintly hurting. Suddenly, she opened her eyes.
It seemed to be the 24th today!
She looked up and found that the clock on the wall was moving to one twenty in the afternoon.
Oh no!
At three o'clock in the afternoon, she was going to Paris to interview the fashion week!
Xu Weige got up in a hurry. She had no time to care about why she came to the hospital and met the original Ci and her son. For no reason, everything could not match this upcoming interview.
She had been preparing for this for an entire year.
She had already been to all the shows, big and small, which would be the first battle for her to go to the international world. She couldn't miss the interview. There were less than two hours left. She didn't know if she could come to the airport from here.
Xu Wei put on her shoes and ran to the door. As soon as she stepped out of the door, she bumped into the man who was coming at her.
"Hiss."
It hurt.
Xu Weige rubbed his forehead and looked up at the person in front of her. She was stunned, and then she almost laughed in anger because of the original cold and faintly angry face.
She had thought that this man was handsome and rich, and she had even thought of chasing after him.
In this situation, she only felt that he was very annoying.
"Let's go in." The original Ci grabbed her arm without saying anything.
Xu Weicang moved, unable to move...
"Let go." She raised her eyes calmly. Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with monstrous anger. The more she wanted to go mad, the calmer her expression became.
The patient ignored her and pulled her into the ward. The doctor next to her was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to look.
It was said that the relationship between the president of the original company and this model was harmonious. It seemed that it was true.
"I'll let you go!" Xu Weige suddenly struggled. No one who blocked her way could succeed!
As if she had expected her move, the original Ci grabbed her other hand. Before she could break free, she had been held back from all sides.
"Give me a quiet shot." The original Ci gave an order in an indifferent manner.
The doctor was quick, accurate, and ruthless.
At the last second when her consciousness dissipated, she fell into his arms. She held his arms tightly and slowly loosened her hands, as if she were going to kill him. Her nails dug deeply into his skin.
How much did he hate him?
With a self-mocking smile, he handed Xu Weige to the doctor and sent a message to his assistant. After a short sentence, he edited it for a long time.
[Hand over the divorce agreement]
