Wen Cheng left Xinyi and the others after settling them down.

Xinyi lay on the soft and elastic bed, pointed at the literary hero and said: "You never thought that one day you would use Wen Cheng!"

When Xinyi said this, the writer's face turned red immediately, "Yes! This is Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years. It's really unexpected."

Wenhao didn't want to mention Wenjun anymore at this time. Xinyi also understood Wenhao's heart and never mentioned Wenjun in front of him from then on.

A few months have passed in the blink of an eye. Wenhao has been with Xinyi and has not gone out for a long time. Li Shi saw that Wenhao seemed to have restrained himself a lot, and he had been sending people to follow Wenhao and learned that Wenhao had fallen into despair and rented a house.

, so Li Shi has been waiting to see what happens.

Originally, Wenhao had given up all hope for the project funds. Who knew that one day, he suddenly received a call from the CEO of Feiyue Company and the CEO of Guilin.

They told Wenhao that the issue of project debt was temporarily settled, and payment would begin immediately. They also said that they were very sorry that the project payment had been delayed for so long.

After Wenhao received the news, he was as happy as crazy. He picked up Xinyi and walked around the house several times, "Honey, the project can finally be settled. It is possible for the two companies to pay at the same time. It is really a dead end."

The road is clear and the flowers are bright again, and we are rich again."

After Xinyi heard the news, she was so excited that tears filled her eyes. She wiped her tears and said, "Are we really rich? We don't have to live such a wandering life anymore?"

Wenhao nodded fiercely at Xinyi, "You have really suffered for more than a year, especially when you were looked down upon and humiliated by Wenjun. It's all my fault. It was my selective mistake that led to today's situation.

kind of situation."

Xinyi never wanted to mention Wenjun again, but from Wenhao's expression, she seemed to see that in Wenhao's eyes and heart, he could not let go of Wenjun at any time, and even if it was resentment, it was deep-rooted.

"Let's not talk about him anymore. It's a happy thing, so why mention someone who is a spoiler." Xinyi didn't even raise her head, but had a cold face.

Wenhao immediately noticed Xinyi's displeasure, immediately changed the subject, and took Xinyi's hand and said, "Forget about the sad things in the past, do you know how much these projects total?"

Xinyi's big eyes suddenly flashed. She had never calculated exactly how much project money she had, she just asked lightly: "How much is that? It's enough to buy a house and live."

The literary man smiled and snorted, "Is your request just that simple? Don't you have more extravagant wishes, such as luxury cars, villas, or travel across the country?"

Xinyi shook her head with a wry smile, and then sighed and said: "Money is indeed a good thing, but it also made me miserable. In the blink of an eye, I became a rich man, but in the blink of an eye, I was homeless in a foreign land.

Returning has made me see clearly the ugliness and warmth of human nature. In the days to come, I have no more extravagances. I just hope that my heart can be more peaceful and that I can grow old with you comfortably. That is the happiest thing for me."

Wenhao quietly lifted the hair from Xinyi's face and said softly, "You have changed. When money was mentioned before, you would definitely ask to the end, and you were very happy."

Xinyi chuckled, "Of course I'm happy when I have money! It's not a blank check this time! It's a waste of joy for me again, so tell me how much it is?"

Although the money has not yet arrived, there is news after all. The writer couldn't hide his inner joy, "Probably hundreds of millions!"

Xinyi snorted a little unnaturally. She no longer had the same excitement as before. She looked at the writer with a half-smile, with a hint of disdain in the corner of her eyes. She said slowly: "The specific number is just that.

A number, and in the end you have to toss it all away. I am used to the feeling of suddenly getting rich overnight and then suddenly becoming pauper. I really don’t want to face such a day of great sorrow. It is still pure and elegant.

Life is better."

In fact, the writer was also very tired. He had lost so much time with his family through his ups and downs in work over the years. Although he had roughly that much money, he still had a lot of debts to repay. He blinked and touched

The man with frosty white hair on his temples sighed softly, "Now we are at the end of middle age. If you don't like this kind of life, just wait until the money arrives and we can live a secluded life!"

So that I can enter your imaginative dream world in advance. After half a lifetime of hard work, my youth has not been wasted, and my wish has been fulfilled."

After these things, Xinyi is no longer as frivolous as she was when she was a little girl, but pays more attention to real life. She asked the writer a little worriedly, "If this money comes in, do you think Li Shi can let us go? He

But they have been watching us with eager eyes for so many years."

Only then did Wenhao understand why Xinyi was not as happy as before. She was afraid of causing greater trouble. Wenhao couldn't help but ponder for a moment. He suddenly felt that a huge stone weighing a thousand kilograms was pressing in his heart, and his heart suddenly pounded.

He jumped straight and spoke a little stumblingly, "If that's true, this money will be a disaster. No wonder you don't have any surprises. But we spent half our lives working hard to earn it, and in the end it became a hot commodity."

What a sad potato!"

Xinyi has also been worried about this matter. He looked at the writer with a somewhat reproachful look, "Who made you be so arrogant and offend others at the beginning? These troubles were all hidden dangers you planted in the beginning. Now we can only wait and see what happens.

"

Li Shi has been secretly observing the writer. He is like a timed bomb that will detonate at any time, and once it explodes, the writer will be blown to pieces.

About a month later, the project funds really came in one after another. Wenhao looked at the numbers on the account. He was so excited that he had already forgotten about Li Shi. In Wenhao's heart, as long as he had money, he could settle everything.

Symbol of career success.

Some time ago, Wen Hao's body has been in a sub-healthy state, especially since he got the disease, and he didn't want to suffer too much anymore. Now he just has money and can buy some imported medicines.

When Xinyi saw that the money had really come in, although it looked calm on the outside, her heart was also in turmoil. She didn't know much about Wen Hao's condition. Although it couldn't be cured, it would be fine as long as he could maintain his life.

"Let's go to the hospital for a physical check-up when we have time! I've been struggling for more than a year, and I'm not in the mood to care about your condition. No matter how much money I make, it's not as important as having a good body."

The literary giant also had this intention. Over the years, he had become tired of taking medicine. The thought of relying on medicine to maintain his life for the rest of his life filled him with infinite fear.

Many times the writer wants to get rid of the drug treatment, because if things continue like this, his body feels like it is being drained, so he always loses his temper for no reason.

"Okay, let's go to the hospital tomorrow."

Although the money was lying in the account, Xinyi always had an inexplicable premonition in her heart that a bloody disaster was coming, so she did not dare to use the funds easily, feeling that the money was not hers at all.

They went to the hospital the next day. Wen Hao was already a regular patient in this hospital. Both the nurses and doctors were very familiar with him, and they were also friends with Wen Hao's classmates.

After a morning of examinations, Wen Hao's classmate took the test results with a cheerful face and said excitedly to Wen Hao: "What magic medicine have you taken recently? Why are all the indicators normal? This is a rare miracle that happens once in a century."

After hearing what his classmate said, Wenhao joked and said, "Don't tease me. Just because of this disease, I check online for treatment plans every day, but I suffer from lack of funds, so I keep putting it off. This disease has brought me so much trouble."

It puts a huge burden on my heart and seriously affects my life. I have an incurable disease, how can I recover easily?"

Wenhao never believed that he could recover from his illness, so he shook his head helplessly while chatting with his classmates.

Xinyi was standing next to her. She grabbed the test form and looked at the results word for word with her eyes wide open. She was so happy that she almost jumped up. She immediately took Wen Hao's hand and said: "This test form does show that

How is it possible that you have recovered from your illness? How is it possible?"

Although Xinyi is not a doctor, she often looks at Wenhao's test sheets and can still understand the general indicators.

As soon as the writer heard that his illness was cured, the news made him much more excited than the hundreds of millions of funds. He immediately beamed and asked Xinyi, "Is this true? Are you sure that I have recovered from my illness?

Are you trying to fool me?"

Wen Hao's classmate smiled sweetly and patted him on the shoulder and said: "This is indeed a miracle. I have been a doctor for so many years, and this is the first time this has happened. Is there anything good that has happened recently? I am so excited that my meter value has soared.

, so the disease suddenly healed."

Wenhao glanced at Xinyi, and then pretended to sneer as if nothing had happened: "What good thing can we do? This company is running, and we are exhausted year after year, but the situation has not improved, and it is about to enter the ranks of bankruptcy, and there are still debts outside."

A lot of foreign debt."

After listening to the writer's words, Xinyi glanced at him with a smile. If it were in the past, the writer would have boasted a lot. It was definitely a camel rather than a cow. On the surface, it was glamorous, but in fact it was empty.

, now after these two years of hard work, the literary giant has also learned to keep a low profile.

They were talking happily about Wen Hao's condition, when Wen Hao's classmate suddenly received a call, saying that there was an emergency and asked her to go over and deal with it.

The literary man also left hastily. In the car, Xinyi said teasingly: "Why don't you tell your classmates that you are a rich man now? This is not like your previous style!"

Wenhao held the test sheet in his hand and said happily while looking at the indicators on it: "Whose money does not necessarily belong to this money! If it is too public and spreads to Li Shi's ears, we will have a good life."
Chapter completed!