Chapter 203 Xijiang Yue (Additional update 3 for Silver League)
People are fragile.
At the same time, he is strong.
This point is vividly reflected in Ke Zhaoting.
It was impossible to see him.
Well, one day later, he came back to life and didn't even need to stay in the ICU.
Unfortunately, I survived, but only partially.
The remaining part is not in control.
This result finally made Ke Zhaoting feel scared.
There is a saying that makes sense. People only understand how fragile and helpless they are when they are sick.
Only when you are sick do you realize how much you need your family.
Money really isn't everything.
A person who is rich but cannot take care of himself and has no family to take care of him will only be a lamb to be slaughtered.
Don't underestimate the evil of human nature. You can't bet on the conscience of the person you pay to invite him. Ke Zhaoting has seen the modern version of eating and drinking with his own eyes.
When a caregiver abuses an elderly person who has no one to care for him, it is true that no one cares about him.
At this time, even if there is a bastard family member standing by to support him and take a look from time to time, it is still a deterrent.
Thinking of this, Ke Zhaoting really had mixed emotions.
His wife and eldest son, who usually supported him and followed him, ended up wanting to kill him.
On the contrary, this daughter, who usually talks sarcastically about her nose and eyes, can stand up at the most critical moment.
She was even worried that something would go wrong with herself, and even wanted to hide the truth from herself.
If it were her, she would have ridiculed herself at that time and said, "You too have today".
In fact, Ke Xinying also has mixed feelings now.
Looking at this father who used to be arrogant, beat and scolded me frequently, and made me afraid for many years, now he was lying on the bed, unable to even control his saliva.
She suddenly felt that many things seemed to be meaningless.
The pursuit, yearning, and obsession have also lost their appeal under the ravages of time.
What is the most precious thing for people?
Ke Xinying has no answer.
Thinking of this, she reached out to tuck Ke Zhaoting's quilt, then picked up the two thick signed "Property Donation Agreements" on the bedside table and put them into her bag.
According to the agreement, various shares in Ke Zhaoting's name, real estate, cars, jewelry and a series of assets valued at nearly 3.2 billion were donated to Ke Xinying free of charge.
In addition, he also donated about 1 billion assets to Ke Tianbao, which was kept by Ke Xinying on his behalf. After he turned 18, the assets were given to him in batches.
As for Liu Nianzhu and Ke Mingcheng, they didn't get a single point.
In fact, Ke Mingcheng doesn't need to give it. He already has a lot of assets. If he can get out of the situation smoothly this time, it will be enough for him to become a rich man.
As for Liu Nianzhu, Ke Tianbao may take care of her in the future, just like Ke Xinying takes care of her mother now.
Apart from that, the only things Ke Zhaoting left behind were the villa where he had lived for most of his life and about 100 million in cash in his card.
Lao Ke may be gambling.
Bet on Ke Xinying's character.
He wanted to bet that Ke Xinying would take care of him for the rest of his life through a neat and refreshing way.
Fortunately, he made the right bet.
If these things were given to Ke Mingcheng or Liu Nianzhu, they would really not care about him.
To Ke Xinying, although Ke Xinying will not guard him every day, at least she will carefully arrange the medical rehabilitation team to take good care of him and pay attention to his condition from time to time.
Maybe in a few years, he can be cared for and regain his ability to take care of himself.
Of course, it is also possible that Ke Zhaoting has really figured it out. After being a bastard all his life, he has reached this stage and wants to make amends with his family.
However, no matter what Lao Ke thought, his era was completely over at this moment.
The one standing on the stage now is Xiao Ke.
There was also Xiao Xu who was looking at Qingxue through the window at the end of the corridor outside the ward.
He didn't know how long he had been watching, but Xiao Xu suddenly felt someone hugging his waist from behind.
Immediately afterwards, a soft person came up.
Feeling the friction of her head against his neck, Xu Xiyu stretched out his hands to cover the soft and soft hands hugging his waist, and asked softly: "Are you done?"
"Yeah."
"In a bad mood?" "Not as good as expected."
"I've already guessed that you are such a troubled person."
"I suddenly remembered the song "Moon over Xijiang" that you wrote in "Study Tour of Love"." Ke Xinying rubbed her head against his neck again.
"Forget it, whatever you write will not make sense." Xu Xiyu said with some embarrassment.
In the program at that time, a group of guests like myself were taken to Yangguan. One of the links involved riding a donkey cart to the outside of Yangguan City.
There is a charge for donkey carts, and what you charge is not money, but poems.
Xu Xiyu composed a song "Moon on the West River" at that time, and was praised by many viewers after the show was broadcast.
Being praised is not because of how good his lyrics are, but because compared to the inexplicable things written by other guests, his song "Moon on the West River" seems to be a bit outstanding.
"I find what you said makes sense. The separation from the past has not changed, and we should cherish the present." As Ke Xinying spoke, she hugged Xu Xiyu's hand tighter.
At this moment, Xu Xiyu's mind also showed up with the poem he had written.
[The yellow wind enthralls new visitors, and the camel bells sound like playing ancient ballads; outside Yangguan City, one sighs at the mulberry fields, filled with dust and dust over the years.
Seven or eight words of farewell have been brewed, and two or three have been forgotten to reply; the old parting and the present have not changed, and we should cherish the sight of them. 】
The first sentence of this poem also hides Lu Qanyao’s name.
Thinking of this, he turned around, hugged Ke Xinying into his arms and said, "Speaking of which, have I not written a song for you yet?"
"I can't sing."
“I write it to you, but you don’t have to sing it. It’s okay if I sing it to you.”
"Really?" Ke Xinying raised her head as she spoke, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
It didn't matter if she didn't talk about some things, but when she mentioned them, she did feel that something was wrong.
My boyfriend is a famous music composer. Does it make sense that you don’t even have a song specifically written for yourself?
There are several songs among the women in Lu Qinyao.
"Of course it's true. Give me some time and let me think about what kind of song I should write for you." Xu Xiyu said thoughtfully.
"One piece? That won't work. You can't favor one over the other!" Ke Xinying may have wanted to change her mood and deliberately acted a little bit.
"That makes sense. In this case, I will sing one for you now and write the rest later." Xu Xiyu lowered his head and joked.
The anticipation in Ke Xinying's eyes became stronger. She did not reply, but quietly waited for Xu Xiyu to sing.
"Pig, your nose has two holes, and you still have snot when you have a cold; Pig, you have pitch-black eyes, and you can't see the edge even if you look."
"????" The expectation in Ke Xinying's eyes turned into confusion.
Soon, this doubt turned into anger as Xu Xiyu laughed "hahahahahahaha".
Have you ever seen a little fist punch your chest?
Ke Xinying is practicing this behavior now.
But Xu Xiyu didn't let her hammer.
Instead, he ran away in a hurry. When Ke Xinying saw this, she originally wanted to run along, but considering that this was a hospital corridor and it was not easy to make noise, she could only pace angrily on the spot.
After pacing these two times, she couldn't help laughing again.
Suddenly, she found that her depressed mood had dissipated, and what was left was as bright as the clear snow outside the window.
With this bright mood, she picked up her mobile phone and sent a voice message to Xu Xiyu who had already run away a long way away: "Xu, let me tell you, if you can't write a song that satisfies me, I will bite you." Damn you!”
A few seconds later.
Xu Xiyu's voice came back: "The bite you are talking about, is it pronounced together or separately?"
These words made Ke Xinying's face start to heat up instantly, and there were some things that she could just talk about in bed.
She said in the hospital that this made her couldn't help but look around, then pressed the record button, lowered her voice and said coquettishly: "Smelly gangster~~"
After finishing this cute sentence, she was just about to say another one when her phone rang, and the three characters [Meng Chengming] were clearly displayed on the screen.
Seeing this name, Ke Xinying knew that this man was planning to show off after buying his own shares.
But she had no intention of giving Meng Chengming a chance to show off.
If you have the time, you might as well chat with your scumbag some more about lovers. Why are you talking to this guy named Meng?
So, she hung up the phone directly.
On the other end of the phone, Meng Chengming, who was originally smiling, froze on his face when he heard the call was hung up.
damn it?
I've thought about my lines, but you won't answer the phone?
It doesn't matter, if the mountain is not mine, then I will be the mountain.
Anyway, I'm already downstairs in the hospital, and I didn't plan on pretending to you on the phone.
Of course, selling well has to be done in person.
Thinking of this, Meng Chengming put away his phone, opened the car door, looked up at the tall medical building in front of him for more than ten seconds, and then walked briskly inside.
(End of chapter)