Chapter 139 Stop crying
Xi Heng seemed to notice that Sheng Yi was sizing him up, and turned his head to look at her.
"Still hurts?"
Sheng Yi shook his head at first, feeling something was wrong, and then nodded quickly.
"It still hurts a little."
"Be patient first."
"Yeah."
Sheng Yi was a little puzzled. How could she hear a coaxing tone from the wealthy man?
Was she hallucinating? Or was she imagining it?
No matter what it was, she doubted whether the other party knew her.
But this person did not exist in her mind.
She was so curious that she couldn't help but ask, "Are you a rich man?"
Xi Heng stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "Hello, this is the first time we meet. My name is Xi Heng."
Shengyi could only shake hands in return, "You may as well, my name is Shengyi, just call me Yiyi."
"I know."
Know?
What do you know? Do you know her name, or answer the next sentence.
I don’t understand, but she wouldn’t ask such a retarded question.
He held his hand for a second and then let go quickly.
Neither of them spoke for the rest, and the atmosphere was awkward.
Finally, the ringtone of the mobile phone broke the peace.
Sheng Yi thought it was hers, but after looking through it, she found that the phone was not on her, and then she remembered that the bag was with Nana.
If it wasn't her, it would be the rich man.
She watched him take out his cell phone and didn't mean to avoid her. He just stood next to her and listened to the call.
But it was still a little far away, and she could only vaguely hear it.
But after all, it was someone's privacy, so she tried her best to pretend to be deaf and not pay special attention to it.
"I'm in the hospital."
"Someone is injured, I sent her to the hospital."
"Female, you don't know."
"That Michelin restaurant can be closed." She didn't catch the other words clearly, but she understood the last sentence.
The tone was as casual as saying, "It's getting colder, it's time for Mi's to go bankrupt."
Is this the normal way for a boss to open his mouth?
She was damned pretended by him, no, not pretending, but obsessed.
Not knowing what the other party said, the wealthy man hung up the phone expressionlessly.
He looked a little angry.
Don’t they all say in novels that when the boss is angry, it’s best not to mess with him, otherwise you will die without knowing how.
Sheng Yi subconsciously wanted to move to the side, wanting to stay away from this dangerous area.
Xi Heng saw that he was still alive.
But he thought it was because of the pain in his feet, so he squatted down and slowly lifted her feet.
Sure enough, it was even more swollen than before.
He raised his head slightly and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
That gentle look made Sheng Yi confused. Once upon a time, there was a person who was so gentle to her and wanted to give her all the good things.
It was she who destroyed this relationship with her own hands, and it was she who abandoned him.
Thinking of these, Sheng Yi's heart ached, and with everything that happened today, she couldn't help it, her eyes slowly turned red, and tears flowed from her eyes.
All the way down, to the chin, and then dripped onto Xi Heng's hand.
Feeling something wet dripping on his hand, Xi Heng took a look and realized it was water.
Looking up, the girl's red eyes hurt him deeply.
I want to coax her, but I don’t have the position or qualifications.
In what capacity to comfort her? A stranger or a fan you’ve never met?
He didn't know, but now he had the urge to tell her everything.
But he couldn't. If he said it at this time, not only would she not believe it, but it might be counterproductive.
All the helplessness turned into a sigh. He took out the handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to the other party in a squatting position.
"Case."
Sheng Yi's tears stopped abruptly and she looked at the other party blankly.
Xi Heng handed it forward again and coaxed in an unnatural tone: "Stop crying."
In more than twenty years of life, this is the first time he has coaxed someone.
Author: Jiang Shen has three seconds to reach the battlefield, please be prepared to be beaten.
(End of chapter)