This man knows how to hype

Chapter 203: Xijiangyue (Additional chapter 3 for Silver Alliance)

People are fragile.

At the same time, it is strong.

This point is vividly reflected in Ke Zhaoting.

It was obvious that he was no longer able to do it.

Hey, a day later, he came back to life and didn’t even have to stay in the ICU.

Sadly, alive, but only partially alive.

The remaining part is out of control.

This result finally made Ke Zhaoting feel scared.

There is a very true saying that only when people are sick do they realize how fragile and helpless they are.

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 look after him will just be a lamb to be slaughtered.

Never underestimate the evil of human nature. You cannot bet on the conscience of the person you hired with money. Ke Zhaoting had witnessed the modern version of "eating the entire family".

When caregivers abuse elderly people who are left unattended, it really is because no one cares.

At this time, even if there is a bastard family member supporting you and taking a look from time to time, it is also a deterrent.

Thinking of this, Ke Zhaoting felt mixed emotions.

He usually praises himself and obeys his wife and eldest son, but in the end, they both want to kill him.

On the contrary, it was this daughter who usually spoke coldly to her and treated her like a nose rather than eyes, who stood up at the most critical moment.

She was even worried that something might happen to her, so she kept the truth of the matter from herself.

If I were her, I would definitely ridicule myself and say "You have come to this day, too."

In fact, Ke Xinying is also feeling mixed emotions now.

Looking at this father who was once so arrogant, who would beat and scold me at will and made me terrified for many years, now lying on the bed, unable to control his saliva.

She suddenly felt that many things seemed to have become meaningless.

What we pursue, yearn for, and obsess over have lost their appeal under the ravages of time.

What is the most precious thing for human beings?

Ke Xinying had no answer.

Thinking of this, she reached out and tucked the corner of Ke Zhaoting's quilt, then picked up the two thick, signed "Property Donation Agreements" on the bedside table and put them in her bag.

According to the agreement, various shares, real estate, cars, jewelry and other assets under Ke Zhaoting's name with an estimated value of nearly 32 billion yuan were donated to Ke Xinying free of charge.

In addition, he also donated about 10 billion assets to Ke Tianbao, which was kept by Ke Xinying and would be given to him in batches after he turned 18.

Liu Nianzhu and Ke Mingcheng didn't give a single cent.

In fact, Ke Mingcheng doesn't need to give it. He already has a lot of assets. If he can get out of the police station smoothly this time, it will be enough for him to become a rich man.

As for Liu Nianzhu, Ke Tianbao might support her in the future, just like Ke Xinying is supporting her biological mother now.

Apart from this, all that Ke Zhaoting left behind was the villa where he had lived for most of his life and the approximately 100 million in cash in his card.

Lao Ke might be.

Betting on Ke Xinying’s character.

He wanted to bet that Ke Xinying would take care of him for the rest of his life in a quick and straightforward manner.

Fortunately, he made the right bet.

If these things were given to Ke Mingcheng or Liu Nianzhu, they would really not care about him.

If it is given to Ke Xinying, although Ke Xinying will not stay with him every day, she will at least arrange a medical rehabilitation team to take good care of him and will pay attention to his condition from time to time.

Maybe in a few years, he can be taken care of and regain the ability to take care of himself.

Of course, it is also possible that Ke Zhaoting has really figured it out. After a lifetime of being a jerk, at this stage, he wants to make it up to his family.

However, no matter what Lao Ke thought, his era had completely come to an end at this moment.

The one standing on the stage now is Xiao Ke.

There was also Xiao Xu, who was at the end of the corridor outside the ward, looking at Qingxue through the window.

I don’t know how long I watched, but Xiao Xu suddenly felt someone hugging his waist from behind.

Then, a soft person came up to me.

Feeling the rubbing of her head against his neck, Xu Xiyu reached out to cover the soft hands around his waist and asked softly, "Are you done?"

"Ah."

"You're not in a good mood?" "Not as good as I thought."

"I guessed it long ago. You are such a tangled person."

"I suddenly remembered the poem 'Xijiangyue' that you wrote in 'Love's Study Tour'." Ke Xinying rubbed her head against his neck again.

"Forget it, I just wrote it casually, it doesn't make sense." Xu Xiyu said a little embarrassedly.

At that time, the guests were brought to Yangguan on the show, and one of the segments was to ride a donkey cart to the outskirts of Yangguan City.

The donkey cart charges a fee, but what they charge is not money, but poetry.

Xu Xiyu composed a song called "Xijiang Yue" at that time, and was praised by many viewers after the show was broadcast.

The reason he was praised was not because of how well he wrote lyrics, but compared with the incomprehensible things written by other guests, his "Xijiang Yue" seemed to stand out.

"I find what you said makes sense. The past is not the same as the present, so we should cherish what we have now." As Ke Xinying spoke, she held Xu Xiyu's hand even tighter.

At this moment, the poem he had written emerged in Xu Xiyu's mind.

[The yellow wind fascinates the new guests, and the camel bells sound like playing ancient ballads; outside Yangguan City, I sigh for the mulberry fields, and the years are all covered with dust.

Seven or eight cups of farewell wine, two or three forgotten words; the old parting is still the same, so we should cherish what is in front of us. 】

The first sentence of this poem also contains Lu Qinyao's name.

Thinking of this, he turned around, hugged Ke Xinying into his arms and said, "Come to think of it, haven't I written a song for you yet?"

“I can’t sing.”

"I wrote it for you, but you don't have to sing it. I can just sing it for you."

"Really?" Ke Xinying raised her head and a hint of anticipation appeared in her eyes.

Some things are okay if they are not said, but once they are said, she does feel that something is wrong.

My boyfriend is a famous music creator. How can it be justified that he doesn't even have a song written for me?
The women in Lu Qinyao's house have several songs.

"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 song? No, you can't favor one over the other!" Perhaps Ke Xinying wanted to change her mood, so she deliberately acted like a spoiled brat.

"That makes sense. So, I'll sing a song for you now and I'll write the rest later." Xu Xiyu joked with his head down.

The expectation in Ke Xinying's eyes became stronger. She did not reply, but waited quietly for Xu Xiyu to sing.

"Pig, your nose has two holes. When you have a cold, you still have snot hanging from your nose. Pig, you have dark eyes. You can't see the end no matter how hard you look."

“???” The expectation in Ke Xinying’s eyes turned into doubt.

Soon, this doubt turned into anger amid Xu Xiyu's "Hahahahahaha" laughter.

Have you ever seen a little fist hitting your chest?

Ke Xinying is now practicing this behavior.

But Xu Xiyu didn't let her hit him.

Instead, he ran away. Seeing this, Ke Xinying wanted to run after him, but considering that this was the hospital corridor and it was not appropriate to make any noise, she could only pace a few times in anger.

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 phone and sent a voice message to Xu Xiyu, who had already run a long way away: "Xu, I'm telling you, if you can't write a song that satisfies me, I'll bite you to death!"

A few seconds later.

Xu Xiyu's voice came back: "When you say bite, do you mean to say it together or separately?"

These words made Ke Xinying's face turn red instantly. Some things were better said in bed.

Speaking of this in the hospital, she couldn't help but look around, then she pressed the record button and said in a low voice, "You bastard~~"

After she finished cursing, she was about to say another word when her cell phone rang. The three big characters "Meng Chengming" were clearly displayed on the screen.

When seeing this name, Ke Xinying knew that this guy was planning to show off after buying his own shares.

But she didn't intend to give Meng Chengming the opportunity to show off.

If you have this much time, you might as well chat with your own scumbag about some dirty talk between lovers. Why bother with this guy named Meng?

So she hung up the phone directly.

On the other end of the phone, Meng Chengming, who was smiling, froze his smile when he heard the call was hung up.

damn it?
I have already thought of my lines, why don’t you answer the phone?
It doesn’t matter. If the mountain is not me, then I am the mountain.

Anyway, I'm already downstairs at the hospital, and I didn't intend to pretend with you on the phone.

Of course, it’s more fun to act cute in person.

Thinking of this, Meng Chengming put away his phone, pushed open the car door, looked up at the tall medical building in front of him for more than ten seconds, then walked inside with brisk steps.

(End of this chapter)