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In the second half of the night, when he returned to the Aocheng Hotel, Xia Nianzhi was haunted by nightmares all night, and finally, fortunately, he was awakened by a rapid and sharp ringtone, Xia Nianzhi suddenly opened his eyes, only to feel sweaty, and this dream almost gave up half of his life.

Hurriedly got out of bed to get the mobile phone on the coffee table, Xia Nianzhi just touched the ground, her feet were soft, and she slammed on the floor, the pain in her knees instantly drilled into her heart, she supported the edge of the bed with her hand for a long time, and the vision in front of her became clearer.

The mobile phone on the coffee table rang for a long time and no one answered, so it automatically went to voicemail.

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"Nian Nian, Sheng Ma has a few days of birthday, the time and place of the dinner party have sent you a text message, and Ah Zhen and Ah Chan will come back at that time, you remember to come, remember to come, Sheng Mom hasn't seen you with her own eyes for a long time......"

The voice message was silent for a long time, and when Xia Nianzhi thought that the phone call was finally over, the gentle and charitable middle-aged woman on the other end of the phone spoke again, as if she was extremely sighing.

"Sheng Ma misses you, it should be for Sheng Ma's sake, okay?"

The heart?

The floor-to-ceiling windows are not closed, the sea breeze blows, and the white gauze posture is graceful, swinging open.

The wind was cold, Xia Nianzhi only wore thin pajamas, and couldn't help but think of the hospital morgue, she leaned against the edge of the bed and panted roughly, carefully rubbed her lower abdomen, lowered her head, and bit her lip.

The middle-aged woman's voice was gentle, and she effortlessly drew out her thoughts about her deceased mother, but in the end she couldn't hold back.

There was no one in the house, and Xia Nianzhi thought that if her mother was still alive, she would definitely not have such a hard time.

Tears fell without scruples, Xia Nianzhi's shoulders trembled, and he cried silently.

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"Uncle butler, what did you say?"

"Miss, Mrs. Sheng has a heart attack and needs a transplant, and it just so happens that Mrs. Sheng's blood type matches Mrs. Sheng's, and ......"

Uncle Housekeeper hesitated, Xia Nianzhi looked back at the mourning hall, her mother's tablet, and spoke for Uncle Housekeeper.

"And my mom happened to die at that time, so, free heart, no need to use it in vain, right?"

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Recalling the events at that time, Xia Nianzhi only felt a twitching pain in his temples, his vision blurred again, and in a trance, he seemed to see the first half of the month, about S· The CEO of M Group and Song Cheng, the top actress, are overwhelmed with reports that they are about to get married.

A major event that can be recorded in the annals of the entertainment industry, S· The CEO of M Group is not in the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes are full of his legends.

Since it was Mrs. Sheng's birthday dinner, Song Cheng, as a prospective daughter-in-law, should also attend; At that time, another prospective daughter-in-law of the Sheng family will definitely be present, and she has been unhappy for a long time.

Xia Nianzhi shook her head, if she went, she would look at each other and be disgusted, afraid that it would be another sword and sword shadow, and the dark tide would be surging, and she would either die or be injured.

Holding the mobile phone, sure enough, there was an unread letter in the text message box, Xia Nianzhi was ruthless, and before reading it, he directly clicked to delete.

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Alone, time flies, and in the dimly lit presidential suite, the mobile phone rings again.

"Miss Xia? I'm the executive director of "Lian Lizhi"! The drama on our side ended early, and the next thing is the filming task in Aocheng, you don't have to rush back in a hurry, you can wait for the crew to be in Aocheng! ”

"Thank you, Deputy Director Zhang, for calling to inform me." Xia Nianzhi rubbed his reddish knees and said with a polite smile: "When you come over, call and say, I can prepare for Director Zheng and the main creators, and pick up the wind and wash the dust." ”

got Xia Nianzhi's invitation, Deputy Director Zhang smiled and thanked him repeatedly, and then, Xia Nianzhi chatted with Deputy Director Zhang for a while to inquire about the work arrangements in the crew later, which ended the call.

There is still a two-page itinerary today, Xia Nianzhi, who was dizzy and uncomfortable breathing, rubbed his temples, climbed on the bed, took the pills, looked around the room and couldn't find water to drink, so he simply ate it directly, his throat was dry but he coughed.

Six o'clock has come, the morning sun pours, the sea of the Aocheng Hotel, undertook the baptism from the sun, the beam through the glass window, refracted into colorful colors, spots in the house, bright light.

Xia Nianzhi sighed secretly, hoping that today would be a good day.