"Miss An came too early. We haven't had breakfast yet. I'm sorry, you'll wait for a while."

An Qiqing stood in the rain, her smile remained unchanged, but her eyes were a little blurred, "It's okay."

Jiang Nuan smiled at her, turned around and walked into the hall, and said to Li Xichen who had just walked out of the kitchen, "Li Xichen, Miss An said there are urgent documents to be processed."

There was no unnecessary emotion in Li Xichen's dark eyes. He picked up Jiang Nuan and took her upstairs.

After a while, he hugged Jiang Nuan again.

Jiang Nuanxin changed into a dress, her head scattered behind her like ink, and her smile was sweet.

Li Xichen sat on the sand, An Qiqing sat opposite him, and took out a stack of thick documents from his suitcase.

Jiang Nuan sat next to Li Xichen, holding a small bowl of soup, looking at the two of them with a natural expression, without any depression or displeasure.

An Qiqing was about to speak, but Li Xichen glanced at her, and she subconsciously swallowed the words back.

Li Xichen spread the documents out, saying to Jiang Nuan, "Come."

Jiang Nuan was stunned and held the bowl and approached him. Before she could open her mouth to speak, she heard Li Xichen whispering softly in her ear, "Where can't understand?"

Jiang Nuan's ears were red, her heartbeat, and she looked down.

After all, she was a little unwilling. If she were just an ordinary college student, she might not have been so worried and frustrated, but she was taught by the teacher, and her teacher was the most gentle and powerful man in the world.

An Qiqing is not comparable to him at all.

Jiang Nuan's provocation to An Qiqing had a rare desire to win or lose.

She looked down at the content of the document that Li Xichen showed him, then raised her eyebrows, "This is different from what you said yesterday..."

Li Xichen gently answered Jiang Nuan's question, "What I said yesterday was the secret power layout. You have never heard of it, so naturally you won't understand it."

"So that's it," Jiang Nuan curled her lips and looked at An Qiqing, "I thought I was stupid, obviously I was very smart."

She did not exaggerate, she really understood these things at a glance.

As soon as I said this, the sound of a vibrating phone suddenly sounded in the quiet hall.

She glanced at the number, and a little unhappiness appeared in her eyes, "I'll block him-"

Li Xichen's eyes were very dark, "Come on."

Jiang Nuan pursed her lips and pressed the answer button. What did the person over there say? Jiang Nuan's expression changed and then lowered her head.

Li Xichen touched her long silk, and something flashed in her eyes that were darker than Mo. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Nuan looked up at him with an inexplicable expression. After a moment, she said softly, "The 6 old men are not good."

...

6 companies.

6 Zhe only went to see Mr. 6 yesterday, but today he received a call from the sanatorium informing him that Mr. 6 was not good at all.

The 6 family rushed to the hospital. The 6th old man had just been pushed out of the emergency room and was sent to the intensive care unit wearing an oxygen hood.

6 Zhe looked at the skinny old man on the hospital bed, shocked and sad.

"Grandpa, what happened?" When he saw the old man yesterday, he was far less gray than today. He seemed to have been pulled away all hope and energy, leaving only a shriveled body gasping.

6 The old man grabbed his fingers, his eyes extremely fierce, "Call you...Mom... to me..."
Chapter completed!