In the hospital, in the infusion room.
Last night, Little Bean suddenly developed a fever. At four in the morning, Qiao Xi brought the child to the hospital.
She sat on a cold chair, the little one in her arms with a fever patch on their forehead, their little face flushed red from the fever.
She used her own coat to wrap the child tightly, revealing only a pitiful little face.
The infusion needle was inserted into the back of the little hand. Little Bean whimpered twice and then fell into a deep sleep.
Qiao Xi held them like this, motionless, until dawn.
At seven in the morning, Little Bean's temperature finally dropped, with only a slight fever remaining.
She breathed a sigh of relief, picked up her mobile phone, and sent a message to Su Xiaoke, asking her to help request leave.
By half-past nine, all the test results were out. The doctor confirmed there was nothing serious, and Qiao Xi finally prepared to take the child home.
The little one in her arms stirred, their long eyelashes fluttered twice, and they opened their eyes.
"Mommy." The voice was soft and sweet.
Qiao Xi's heart instantly melted. She lowered her head and kissed her on the cheek.
"Baby, are you awake?"
She picked up the small water bottle beside her and brought it to Little Bean's lips. "Here, drink some water first."
Little Bean obediently took a sip, their dark eyes rolled around, and their little mouth pouted. It seemed they had missed a meal.
They couldn't miss a meal.
"Mommy, I didn't eat breakfast." She said with a serious expression, "Teacher said if I don't eat meals on time, I won't grow tall."
Qiao Xi was amused by her little expression. She curved her lips. What a little foodie.
"Yes, Mommy will make it up to you now."
As soon as she finished speaking, her mobile phone suddenly vibrated wildly.
It was Xia Cheng calling.
"Xi Bao, hurry! Xia Dong Technology! It's about to kick off!" The voice on the other end of the phone was urgent and agitated.
Qiao Xi's pupils suddenly contracted.
Without a word, she hugged Little Bean tightly and rushed out of the hospital.
Xia Dong Technology, the main conference room.
The atmosphere was so solemn it could wring out water.
Shen Xiran sat lazily in the head seat, his legs crossed, his posture relaxed.
Behind him, ten men dressed in suits and leather shoes stood in a line. Each was burly, their muscle contours clearly visible through their clothes.
They all wore black masks, obscuring their faces, but their aura of being unapproachable clearly indicated they were skilled fighters.
Shen Xiran gave a look.
The assistant understood and directly slammed ten contracts onto the large conference table with a "snap."
"Here are ten contracts, each worth twenty million."
He pointed his slender fingers at Xia Cheng opposite him, his tone laced with a hint of mockery.
"You, win one, and sign one."
"If you win them all, I will personally add another five hundred million."
Xia Dongsheng's old face instantly turned pale. He quickly stepped forward to mediate.
"Young Master Shen, you're joking. This girl knows some martial arts for fun; how could she be a match for these gentlemen?"
Shen Xiran raised an eyebrow. "Miss Xia herself requested this. I'm merely arriving on time for the appointment."
Xia Cheng's eye color deepened.
She guessed this man was here to vent his personal anger!
Xia Dongsheng lowered his voice and cursed at Xia Cheng, "What nonsense did you discuss yesterday?"
Xia Cheng said, "Dad, ask Uncle Wang Quan and Old Zheng to come up. Ten against one, the strength is too uneven."
"Shut up!" Xia Dongsheng roared, then put on a smiling face again, saying to Shen Xiran, "Young Master Shen, how about..."
"General Manager Xia." Shen Xiran interrupted him, his voice turning cold. "Say one more word, and I'll withdraw the contracts."
He added slowly, "If our Shen Corporation finds a problem with your company's products, I believe no merchant in Ning City would dare to sign another order with you."
A naked threat.
Xia Dongsheng's old face turned completely red. He didn't dare to say another word.
"Fine." Xia Cheng gritted her back teeth. "Since Young Master Shen likes to play like this, I'll pick two people, is that okay?"
"As you wish," Shen Xiran replied coldly.
In any case, he was going to deal with her today, make her kneel and apologize.
Xia Cheng picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number.
Suddenly, one of the bodyguards behind Shen Xiran's phone rang!
Her heart leaped. She walked towards the sound and yanked off the mask of one of the men.
"Eldest Senior Brother?"
Zhuang Shicheng grinned, revealing a cheeky smile.
"Hehe, hello Junior Sister. Just picking up a part-time job today to earn some milk money."
Xia Cheng was furious. "How much did he pay you? I'll pay double! Now, get over here immediately!"
Heh.
Shen Xiran's eye color deepened. He watched the "poaching on the spot" drama unfold with great interest.
Zhuang Shicheng, however, looked righteous. "That won't do! One must have professional integrity! Today, I belong to Young Master Shen!"
"Traitor!" Xia Cheng cursed.
She dialed a second number.
The familiar ringtone sounded again from the group of bodyguards.
Xia Cheng: "..."
No way? Second Senior Brother is here too?
She quickly walked over. Lin Chulong quickly tried to turn off his phone, but his mask was still ruthlessly pulled off by her.
Lin Chulong rubbed his nose and softly reassured her, "Don't worry, Junior Sister. I'll go easy on you later."
Fine, you guys are something! We're breaking off our friendship tomorrow.
Xia Cheng gritted her teeth.
Shen Xiran curved his lips, the smile in his eyes deepening.
She took a deep breath and said she needed to use the restroom, then ran out.
She changed her strategy and directly called Qiao Xi and Wen Ningning for backup.
Calling Qiao Xi was like calling Shang Beichen.
Calling Wen Ningning was like calling Gu Chen.
She wanted to see if he, Shen Xiran, would still dare to be so arrogant? He would definitely be hesitant to act.
When Xia Cheng walked back in, Shen Xiran was already getting impatient.
"Let's begin."
"Young Master Shen!" Xia Dongsheng tried to step forward to plead again, his old face full of fawning smiles.
Shen Xiran shot him a look.
The bodyguards behind him immediately understood and stepped forward, dragging him directly out of the conference room.
"Young Master Shen! Young Master Shen! We can talk about this!"
Xia Dongsheng's shouts grew fainter, finally being completely cut off by the sound of a door slamming shut.
Xia Cheng stretched her wrists and rotated her neck.
She lifted her chin, her sharp gaze sweeping over the row of men in suits opposite her.
"You, you, and you."
Her slender fingers directly pointed out three men.
The three men pointed at did not hesitate. They stepped forward in unison and stood in the open space behind the conference table.
The next second, a three-on-one situation was formed.
Xia Cheng took a deep breath, her body sinking slightly, like a leopard ready to pounce.
She moved.
Her figure was so fast that only an afterimage remained. Her fist wind was sharp, heading straight for the face of the man on the far left.
The man reacted quickly, raising his arm to block.
"Bang!"
Fist met arm with a dull thud.
Xia Cheng used the force to turn, and a clean whip kick swept towards another man's lower body.
These men were too strong, their muscles bulging, their builds frighteningly large.
Her punches and kicks landed on them like hitting solid walls of flesh. Although full of strength, they couldn't be knocked down immediately.
However, Xia Cheng showed no intention of retreating.
Her eyes grew brighter, and her attacks became fiercer.
She slid to dodge a punch thrown by a strong man, used the momentum to flip, and her feet slammed into another man's chest.
Immediately after, she stepped on the edge of the conference table and performed a beautiful aerial flip.
In the air, her body traced an elegant arc, and then her knee precisely landed on one of the men's shoulders.
"Ah!"
The man let out a muffled groan, the immense impact forcing him to his knees.
Xia Cheng's explosive power was astonishing.
Shen Xiran's eyes widened. It was the first time he had seen such a woman.
She was like a burning flame, full of primal, wild power.
His eye color deepened.
Damn it.
He wanted this woman.
She was completely different from those mediocre women.
The battle continued.
In the end, all three men were defeated and lying on the ground.
The sixty million order was secured.
Xia Cheng stood up straight, raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, her movements carrying a ruthless edge.
Sweat soaked her hair, a few strands stuck to her cheeks, but her eyes remained fierce.
"You, you." She pointed at two other men.
Shen Xiran leaned back in his chair and said,
"Xia Cheng, if you admit defeat and apologize to me now, I can have them all withdraw."
Xia Cheng completely ignored him and charged towards the two new men who had entered the fray.
The battle erupted again.
Suddenly, due to a moment's carelessness, she was heavily kicked in the abdomen.
She lost her balance and fell backward uncontrollably, crashing directly into the conference table behind her.
And the sharp corner of the table was aimed directly at her lower back.
In a flash, Shen Xiran, who had been sitting steadily, suddenly stood up.
He lunged forward, his long arm reaching out, pulling her directly into his arms, and using his own back to solidly block the sharp corner of the table.
"Bang!"
A heavy impact sound rang out.
Xia Cheng's back hit a warm, solid chest. The sudden impact left her somewhat dazed.
She turned her head and met a pair of deep eyes.
Her pupils suddenly contracted.
The next second, she grabbed the man's arm, twisted her body, and executed a clean, decisive shoulder throw.
Damn it.
This woman was truly ungrateful.
"Xia Cheng." He was angered, holding his old waist as he tried to get up. Unexpectedly, Xia Cheng rushed forward and applied a knee hold.
She had wanted to beat him for a long time, and it was rare for him to personally enter the fight.
Shen Xiran grabbed her collar with one hand, trying to throw her off. Unexpectedly, with a "hiss," her top was torn, revealing sexy black lace. On the skin of her left breast, there was a small red moon entwined with a rose.
Seductive and charming.
Xia Cheng was stunned.
Shen Xiran's pupils contracted, and he roared, "All of you, get out!"
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