The old man nodded, smiled serenely, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Xia Xiaohui withdrew from the room, and Jiang Fengyuan sent her back to the company, "My father is really grateful to you, the ghost has always been an unforgettable concern in his heart, I thought it would be impossible to see this day in my life, but it was actually realized in your hands." Jiang Fengyuan smiled and said, "Thanks to you for fulfilling this wish for my father, I also want to thank you." ”

For these people, ghost media has become an obsession, a belief, and an explanation to friends, Xia Xiaohui is not only modest, but also determined to make ghosts better and stronger, and live up to the expectations of these uncles.

Back at the company, Xia Xiaohui said goodbye to Jiang Fengyuan, and before getting out of the car, Jiang Fengyuan suddenly made a request, "Miss Xia, I'm your fan, can you sign for me?" ”

Jiang Fengyuan blinked and handed the pen out.

Xia Xiaohui was surprised, the only son of the Jiang family was actually her fan?

Seeing the other party's expectation, Xia Xiaohui was embarrassed to brush his face, and took a pen to sign for him.

"Thank you, Miss Xia, I will definitely treasure it." Jiang Fengyuan held the signature in his arms, and his eyes were meaningful.

"It's nothing, if you want, you can ask me for it later." Xia Xiaohui got out of the car at this time.

After returning to the company, she sat in the office for a long time, looking out at the sky, and fell into a deep thought.

Thinking of all that these patriarchs had done for the ghosts, at this moment, her heart was surging, and now the ghosts became more meaningful to her.

Just when she was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door, Xia Xiaohui shouted in, and Ye Qing rushed in with a big belly and said, "Xiaohui, have you seen the news?" ”

Xia Xiaohui turned around and blinked inexplicably, "No, what's wrong?" Which artist had an accident again? ”

In the moment in my mind, I crossed countless situations where artists were caught, as well as n perfect solutions.

With a snap, Ye Qing put the tablet in front of her, picked out the interface and said, "It's yours who is not an artist, who is this beautiful man?" Do you really have a crush on the wildflowers out there? ”

What is it, Xia Xiaohui looked down suspiciously, and when he saw the title on it, his face immediately darkened.

The splitter took the tablet over, his fingers quickly scratched, and after reading the ten lines at a glance, Xia Xiaohui had nothing to say except for the black lines on his head.

"What is this? I didn't just go out with someone, how did it become peachy news? Xia Xiaohui rolled her eyes, put the tablet back, and faced Ye Qing's suspicious gaze, Xia Xiaohui was very helpless, "He is the only son of Old Man Jiang, Jiang Fengyuan, what are you thinking?" ”

"I didn't think about anything, I just thought," Ye Qing took the tablet to enlarge the page, stared at Jiang Fengyuan's face, shook his head and said: "This man is really handsome, and at the same time has a sense of nobility, gentle and elegant without losing the bottom line principle, restrained and romantic, this man's face can satisfy the fantasies of many girls, I think he has a lot of potential, if I can, if I can sign a contract as our artist, I can let him debut immediately, and he will be half the sky!" ”

"Don't dream," Xia Xiaohui chuckled, took the document and browsed, and said without raising his head: "He is the only son of Mr. Jiang, his family has a lot of money, and there are no less than two hundred companies under his hand, can people make their own debut?" ”

"Don't you also have a lot of money, so you haven't made your debut as a movie queen yet?" Ye Qing didn't care, sat down opposite her with a shy belly, and deliberately teased, "Hey, I said how did you two get this news?" Didn't I tell you to pay attention? ”

"I've paid attention, but I can't stop the paparazzi's imagination, please." Xia Xiaohui shook his head and changed a document, "The two of us just met for the first time today, what can we develop?" The spark of love, cheating, a fart ghost! ”

"Don't swear in front of my baby." Ye Qingliu's eyebrows were upside down.

Xia Xiaohui hurried up, slapped her mouth stupidly, and said sorry.

Ye Qing didn't blow up his hair at this time, stared at the photo and said in amazement: "Don't say it, this kid looks at you with a look that is really gentle, I don't know what I think the two of you have to do with it, and I don't blame those paparazzi for being too good at fantasizing." ”

Xia Xiaohui said that he didn't want to answer, so he said casually: "He is indeed very good-looking, but so what?" Can you compare to my husband? ”

"That's naturally not comparable, but it's also different." Ye Qing grinned.

Xia Xiaohui threatened her, "Do you dare to believe it or not, tell Jing Ting?" ”

"Don't, really don't," Ye Qing immediately raised his hand in surrender, very helpless, "You don't know, now he is more sensitive than me, he can't smell a little heavier, he wants to vomit when he smells it, and he is very easy to get nervous, I look for me everywhere when I'm not around, I don't know and think he's pregnant, not me!" ”

"Hahaha!" Xia Xiaohui was amused, got up and touched Ye Qing's belly, it felt very round and round, and said: "You will be due next month, you still have to pay attention, if you are tired, you will give the work to others." ”

"It's nothing, isn't there still more than a month? I'm idle at home every day, so it's better to come to the company to do something. ”

After speaking, he talked to her about the development of the company, Xia Xiaohui said his goals for the next quarter, Ye Qing agreed, and felt that the details would only be agreed to at a later meeting.

The two were talking, and suddenly the bell rang, Xia Xiaohui saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and she didn't want to answer it, but she still answered it.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

"Miss Xia," the warm voice mixed with sadness came, and the familiar Xia Xiaohui was surprised, "Mr. Jiang, how can you have my phone?" ”

After a pause on the other side, Jiang Fengyuan did not answer Xia Xiaohui's question, but said sadly: "Miss Xia, my father passed away, and he just fell ill and did not come back. ”

"What?" Xia Xiaohui stood up in surprise, and with a bang, the tablet had been brought to the ground by her too strong force.

Ye Qing was startled, his hands trembled, and the documents fell, "What are you doing?" Surprised! ”

Xia Xiaohui hung up the phone, and said with a pale face: "It was Jiang Fengyuan who called me just now, and he said that Mr. Jiang had passed away, and he left due to a sudden illness!" ”

Two hours ago, she was still chatting with Mr. Jiang, who held her hand and thanked her all the time, and two hours later, Jiang Fengyuan told her that Mr. Jiang had passed away!

The accident came unexpectedly, Xia Xiaohui's nose was sour, and her heart was very stuffy!

She rushed into the Jiang family's villa without saying a word, Jiang Fengyuan picked her up at the door, her face was gloomy, and when she saw her, she only hooked her lips, and her smile was more ugly than crying, "Miss Xia, fortunately I went to look for you early in the morning, otherwise, my father would have regrets." ”

Xia Xiaohui bit her lip and was almost speechless, she said with red eyes, "Can I see him again?" ”

Jiang Fengyuan nodded and took her over, the old man was lying on the bed, it seemed that all his anger had suddenly dissipated, the old man's cheeks were sunken, but the corners of his mouth were with a kind smile.

The old man died suddenly, and he didn't suffer much, and he lost his breath when he fell asleep, and he still had a smile on his face.

"My dad has been very happy since you left, and he walked away with a smile." Jiang Fengyuan said happily.

Xia Xiaohui was very sad, held the old man's hand, and silently shed tears, "I also want Uncle Jiang to see which level I can take the ghost to, but Uncle Jiang can't wait." Xia Xiaohui choked up and cried as she spoke.

Jiang Fengyuan squatted beside her, held her shoulder and patted her gently, coaxing her like a child, "My dad is very optimistic about you, the person he wanted to see the most before he left was you, and he was very happy to see it." ”

Xia Xiaohui is still very sad, she cried a lot, she only went back when it was dark, and she didn't go back to the company, her current mood is not suitable for office at all.

When she got home, she silently passed by the housekeeper and saw Yuan Qiyou standing at the bottom of the stairs, wearing a black casual suit, holding a mug in her hand, and when she saw that her expression was wrong, she asked, "What's wrong, what's going on?" ”

When she heard a familiar voice and saw a familiar person, she couldn't help but burst into tears, and threw herself into Yuan Qiyou's arms with her hands open.

"What the hell is going on?" Yuan Qiyou's eyes widened, his long narrow eyes were sparkling and cold, and his big hand held Xia Xiaohui's back.