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Chapter 382: You and Mr. Shen haven’t reconciled yet?

Xia Beiqing propped himself up with his arms, his head feeling dizzy. He looked around and realized that this was his room.

He didn't even remember how he got back last night.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and the servant came in with porridge and hangover soup: "Are you awake? Come and eat something."

Xia Beiqing held his stomach, feeling a burning sensation in it. He had only been drinking for the past few days and had hardly eaten anything.

He picked up the bowl and stared at the porridge inside. He suddenly remembered that one night when he had a stomachache, Shen Zhiyu got up from the bed to cook porridge for him.

A surge of anger surged into Xia Beiqing's head, and his chest felt suffocated and uncomfortable. Suddenly, he threw the porridge in the bowl to the ground.

The servant screamed in fear.

When Zou Bo heard the noise, he hurried over and saw the hot porridge spilled all over the floor and the bowl broken into pieces. Xia Beiqing was sitting on the bed with red eyes due to anger.

"Master Bei Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Beiqing let out a hoarse roar from his throat: "Why are you cooking porridge for me? Don't let me look at this bowl of porridge, get it out of here immediately!"

The servant quickly squatted down to clean up the mess.

"What are you doing so mad so early in the morning?" Jun Siche leaned against the door frame, his handsome face gloomy, looking coldly at Xia Beiqing lying on the bed.

When Xia Beiqing saw his brother Che, his anger suddenly weakened. He wrapped himself in the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "I don't want to eat anything, all of you get out!"

Zou Bo and the servant left the room and closed the door.

After everyone had left, Xia Beiqing crawled out of bed and touched the phone next to his pillow. It was filled with messages from Shen Zhiyu and dozens of missed calls. The time showed that they were from yesterday. The messages were apologizing to him, begging him to come back, and wanting to have a calm chat with him.

He went back, but what did he hear?
Xia Beiqing covered her face and couldn't help crying again.

Bastard, bastard! If you say you don't want him, then you don't want him! Xia Beiqing lay in bed for three days and three nights, ignoring people and not eating. During this time, he drank a little and slept, and then suffocated himself in the bed. Even Jun Siche's coercion and inducement were useless.

Yun Ci and Jun Duonuan called him, but he just hummed twice, as if he didn't have the energy to say a single word.

During these three days, a group of people called him, but Shen Zhiyu was not one of them.

Xia Beiqing was so angry that he was about to explode.

So he was determined to break up? Couldn't he just call me? Even if it was just to say a few words to comfort him.

With just one sentence, Xia Beiqing could forget everything that happened that night.

In the evening, Uncle Zou knocked on the door for the fifth time.

"Master Bei Qing, please come out and eat something. If the old man knew, he would scold you again."

Xia Beiqing didn't say anything, but turned his head to watch the setting sun outside the window. At this moment, the cell phone next to him suddenly rang. He hurriedly picked it up and saw that the caller ID was Xiao Hai. The light in his eyes dimmed instantly.

"Hello?" The voice was also weak.

Xiao Hai was panting over there: "Oh, I just came back from a business trip and I'm exhausted. Why do you look like you're dying too?"

Xia Beiqing was too lazy to talk.

Xiao Hai exclaimed: "No way? You and Mr. Shen haven't reconciled yet? Logically speaking, he should be able to coax you into a good mood soon, right?"

Hearing this, Xia Beiqing frowned: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Hai was also confused by him: "It was last Saturday, Mr. Shen called me and asked me if I knew where you were. I found out that you were in my bar, so I told him. Didn't he go to look for you?"

(End of this chapter)