Not long after putting down the phone, Xia Fanjin heard the doorbell ringing, and sat on the bed, she didn't have time to change her clothes, and she was still wearing her nightdress.

Lifting the quilt, Xia Fanjin put on a white bathrobe and went to open the door.

A hotel waiter in a bow tie, shirt and black vest stood in the doorway, one hand behind his back, and a delicate paper bag in the other.

The tall waiter with brown hair and blue eyes smiled, "May I ask if you are Miss Xia Fanjin?" ”

Xia Fanjin nodded, "I am," glanced at the bag in his hand, and said, "Is it Mr. Tang's tie?" ”

"Yes." The waiter handed her the bag.

"Thank you."

Xia Fanjin closed the door and entered the room, put the delicate brown paper bag on the sofa, and then tied up his hair with a headband and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash.

When passing by the sofa again, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the bag on the sofa, unconsciously looked over, hesitated, she licked her lips, walked to the sofa and sat down, and took the paper bag.

There was a brown box of the same color inside, and after Xia Fanjin hesitated slightly, he took it out and opened the box.

Neatly rolled up inside was the burgundy thin tie that Tang Yong had worn that day.

Xia Fanjin looked at the tie and was slightly distracted, thinking of Tang Yong who was wearing this tie that day, the burgundy tie called him very much, his facial features were three-dimensional and deep, and he was extremely good-looking, but because of his usual momentum and aura, it looked a little more cold and hard, and this color lined his handsome face with a sense of demonism, and he lacked the usual feeling of being very positive.

She couldn't help but wonder what it was like for Tang Yong to wear a burgundy suit......

Xia Fanjin put his fingers on the edge of the tie, just touched it and withdrew his hand, didn't look at it again, closed the lid, and put the box back into the bag.

After taking a shower after entering the bathroom, when Xia Fanjin came out wiping her undried hair, she saw Wen Lisha standing on the edge of the sofa with her back to her.

When Xia Fanjin thought of something and wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Wen Lisa turned around with round eyes and a 'I caught you' expression.

What she pinched in her hand and fluttered in the air was a burgundy thin tie!

"Tut-tut, Xia Fanjin, I knew you were hiding a wild man! Say, whose is this? Wen Lisha raised her throat and put her fingers against Xia Fanjin's shoulder, who was a meter away.

Xia Fanjin's face was flushed, and he reached over to grab it, "Why are you flipping through other people's things?" ”

"Yo yo yo, this is still uneven, isn't it? Come on, come on, let me smell which wild man? Wen Lisha said that she was about to get closer to her nose and smell it, but when she got a little closer, she thought, why does this tie look so familiar?

Xia Fanjin took the opportunity to grab it with one hand and hurriedly sorted it out.

Wen Lisha frowned, half-squinted at her flustered movements, and then a clear smile passed over her face, and her hands were folded around her chest to make a memory, "I really want to vaguely remember who we met in the elevator when we went to the show the day after we came?" ”

Xia Fanjin glared at her angrily, "Shut up." ”

Putting the tie on and carrying the bag, Xia Fanjin walked to the side of the suitcase and put the bag in.

Wen Lisha stood behind and lifted the back of her neck, "Tell me honestly, what are you doing with Tang Yong's tie?" ”

Xia Fanjin waved his hand, broke free of Wen Lisha's restraints, and said reluctantly, "What do you want?" Tang Yong's tie fell in the hotel, Xi Ye said that Tang Yong asked him to come to Milan to pick it up, he was not available, let me do me a favor, when people moved to help me, I couldn't refuse. ”

Wen Lisha sneered after hearing this, "Xia Fanjin, I said that your brain crashed, you still don't believe it, right?" Do you think that Tang Yong, who has a lot of money and can support countless people, will care about a tie? Will also personally let his secretary fly back and forth for more than 20 hours to get a tie?! It's Xi Ye who helps him fool you! ”

A passage successfully choked Xia Fanjin in place, and stumbled and said: "This tie looks ...... It's still quite expensive...... Tens of thousands of ...... ......."

Wen Lisha looked at her speechlessly, and couldn't help but say: "In this kind of ** silk heart, a local tyrant like him will not have it." ”

Xia Fanjin knew now that he must have been fooled by Xi Ye, but if it weren't for Tang Yong's obvious or secret instructions, he wouldn't have done it.

At that time, I had just gotten up, and my thinking was indeed a little confused, so I didn't think much about it.

Last time it was a shirt, this time it was a tie, Xia Fanjin thought that every time he seemed to be obediently jumping into the pit dug by others, he didn't forget to hold a few handfuls of soil and bury himself when he was finished.

Looking at Xia Fanjin's stunned appearance, Wen Lisha squeezed her arm, "Do you know what this Tang Yong thinks and means?" ”

"You ask me how I know." Xia Fanjin said absentmindedly, and there was an urge to throw the tie down from the fifteenth floor in his heart.

She doesn't know what Tang Yong thinks and what she means, anyway, it's not a good idea, is it interesting to set herself up one by one?

Xia Fanjin took the clothes to change, Wen Lisha followed her, and persuaded her, "Why don't I ask my mother-in-law to let my father-in-law go to his grandfather to inquire?" ”

She was answered by the bathroom door shut.

Wen Lisha touched her nose, and if she didn't want to, forget it.

But she wondered, what was Tang Yong's idea? Could it be that she really fell in love with Xia Fanjin, she was just talking about it just now, but now that she thinks about it, she is a little worried.

It's not that she looks at people with colored glasses, but Tang Yong, a man with impure thoughts, impure motives, and superb means, she really can't believe him, who knows what kind of bad intentions he hits?

Xia Fanjin looks smart and has a clear mind, but who can say this kind of thing clearly.

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After arriving in Paris, I still went to different shows, watched shows, took pictures, interviewed, and was exhausted every day, and Xia Fanjin also felt a little boring.

After finishing all her schedules the next day, she originally planned to stay for a few days, she wanted to play until the New Year and go back, and in a few days it would be Chinese New Year's Eve.

But after the end of the day, Wen Lisha hurriedly bought a night ticket to go back, Xia Fanjin asked her to know that Wen Lisha's mother was sick and hospitalized, and she had to rush back, and it was about to be the Spring Festival, and the hospitalization or something couldn't help but make people more panicked.

Xia Fanjin thought that Wen Lisha could play with her for two days, but when she heard that she was leaving, Yao Xin would definitely go back for the Spring Festival, and it was not interesting for her to be alone.

I simply went back to City A with them.

When I arrived in City A, Xia Fanjin felt a chill as soon as I got off the plane, Paris and Milan in winter were not as cold as City A, and it was a little warmer in February, but City A was still cold weather, and the cold wind blew her face like a knife.

Especially now that it's past six o'clock, it is the gap between day and night to cool down, and Xia Fanjin's mind is also a little groggy.

Coming out of the special passage, Xia Fanjin was wearing an army-green overalls jacket, a hood covering his head, and snow boots on his feet were as cold as stepping on ice water.

The company's car sent her back to Lujiang Jingcheng, and Xia Fanjin took a shower and slept jet lag as soon as she got home.

When he slept in a daze in the middle of the night, Xia Fanjin felt that his throat was dry and painful, and his mind became more and more dizzy, and he was even a little unconscious.

In a daze, she turned on the lamp, sat up on the bed, and touched her forehead like a stove.

Xia Fanjin hurriedly took out a thermometer from the medicine box to measure his temperature.

When I took out the thermometer from my mouth, it showed that it was almost 39 degrees.

Xia Fanjin's mouth was dry, she was really uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to drive to the hospital by herself in her current condition, so she called Feng Jiana, and Feng Jiana came down in less than ten minutes and took her to the hospital.

After the hanging bottle was made, Xia Fanjin was lying on the hospital bed, her mouth was covered with a layer of dry skin, she glanced at Feng Jiana, who pushed the door in, and said weakly: "You go back, you have to go to work tomorrow, I'll sleep here and finish the drip." ”

Xia Fanjin felt guilty for waking her up so late.

Feng Jiana put the hot water bottle on the cabinet next to her, touched her forehead again, and looked worried, "It's okay, I'll sleep here for one night tonight, if it's uncomfortable, let's sleep." ”

Xia Fanjin was dazed and fell asleep after a while, but he was always in a state of waking up and sleeping, his body was hot and cold, and he didn't really fall asleep until almost dawn.

When I woke up, it was already ten o'clock, and Feng Jiana had already gone to work, and there was a night of porridge on the locker, as well as a note left by Feng Jiana.

"I'll pour the porridge I bought from the porridge shop, and if I wake up cold, let the nurse warm it up, and I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

Xia Fanjin opened the porridge box and found that it was still hot, so he ate some.

After a while, the nurse pushed the door in and said, "Xia Fanjin, wait a minute, get another bottle of drip, and you can leave in the afternoon." ”

"Okay."

Xia Fanjin went into the bathroom to wash up, and when she came out, the nurse was standing next to the bed fiddling with the infusion set, the door of the ward was open, she walked to the bed and sat down, waiting for the needle.

When she glanced at a figure walking by the door of the ward, she didn't care.

But after a few seconds, the figure retreated, stood in the doorway for two seconds, and walked in, as if sure that he had not recognized the wrong person.

Xia Fanjin raised her head, thinking that someone had gone to the wrong ward, but when she looked at the person, she was stunned for a moment, and then she regained a faint affection.

She didn't speak, and neither did anyone who came, until the nurse inserted the needle in her, and as she left, she glanced at the woman standing not far from the hospital bed, a middle-aged woman with a noble temperament.

The nurse turned her head and asked Xia Fanjin, "Is it someone you know?" ”

Before Xia Fanjin could speak, the middle-aged woman had already answered, "I'll just say a few words to her." ”

The nurse looked at Xia Fanjin and pursed her lips before leaving.

Because of Xia Fanjin's identity, Feng Jiana opened a VIP ward for her, and the woman in front of her was also a frequent VIP visitor to the hospital because of asthma.

Looking at whether she is holding her chest, it is estimated that she has an asthma attack.

"Would you like to talk to me for a few words?" The middle-aged woman always maintains a faint smile, but it gives people a persecuting momentum.

"If I say no, you're not going out, are you?"

The middle-aged woman chuckled, "I broke up with my son, and sure enough, even the tone of my voice is different." ”

[11 p.m. on the second watch]