Two fashionable and beautiful women were walking side by side on the street full of quaint fragrance, their light steps seemed to be dancing gorgeously.

The silver high heels ticked on the blue brick road and the sound of crisp ears. The slender high heels supported the soft ankles, and the demeanor of holding their heads upright was enough to attract the attention of everyone nearby.

Ye Ling and Ni Jingqiu finally stopped at an inconspicuous snack stall, with a casserole on the open-air stove not far away. The boss was adding vegetables, vermicelli and other side dishes to it. The steaming hot soup splashed from time to time, swallowed by flames, making a sneering sound.

It was the meal time at this moment, so the small food stall was very lively. There were students sitting in groups of three or four on the table, with a few bottles of carbonated drinks in glass bottles. In addition to the casserole, they also ordered a few stir-fry.

There are also young couples sitting in the corner, whispering their hands, showing their little sweetness as if no one else was around.

Ye Ling and Ni Jingqiu found a seat to sit down. Ni Jingqiu and his boss ordered a beef noodle casserole, as well as fried veggies and spicy braised glutinous rice.

"The braised belly here is very delicious." Ni Jingqiu said with a smile, "You will know when you try it later."

Added amount of braised belly to the table, and Ni Jingqiu picked up a lot of them with disposable chopsticks and put them in Ye Ling's bowl.

Ye Ling first observed the color. The color of the braised belly was very good. After stir-frying in the oil pan, there was a layer of oil outside. She gently put the braised belly into her mouth, and felt a refreshing and crispy taste, slowly spreading from the tip of her tongue, and quickly filled her mouth.

Seeing Ye Ling's whole face stretched out, and the cells in her body were activated by the beauty of the food, Ni Jingqiu said proudly: "How about it, the taste is not worse than the fat beef hotpot you took me to eat last week, right?"

Ye Ling put down his chopsticks and said a little angrily: "Why didn't you bring me such a good place before?"

Since they became a meal, they had to gather in private almost every week. The two foodies used this kind of spoof form to find resonance and form a tacit understanding.

Ni Jingqiu smiled and said, "Of course good things must be left behind, otherwise wouldn't they be less fun. I have a killer weapon!"

Ye Ling smiled mysteriously, "Don't think you are just scheming. Humph, I'll take you to drink milk tea in the next week. It's the best milk tea shop in Yanjing City. Not only are the raw materials very good, but the taste is unique. The key is that few people know about it."

Ni Jingqiu's eyes began to shine, and she nodded seriously and said, "Okay, next Wednesday, I have time, let's make an appointment!"

Ye Ling took out her phone and looked at her itinerary. In fact, she had an event on the circle next Wednesday, but after thinking about it, she decided to turn it over. Compared to exploring the delicious food in Yanjing City with Fandaizi, that event seemed too trivial.

"By the way, Daimler Charity Fund hit Baiou Group this time, and you've bought the bottom?" Ye Ling asked with a smile.

"I made a little profit, but unfortunately I was taken over by Xinai Charity. Otherwise, I would be a little interested and gathered a few partners to eat Daimler together." Ni Jingqiu said a little regretfully.

When Han Ying controlled the funds in her hands and sniped the stock price of Xinguang Media, it gave Ni Jingqiu a headache.

Now that there is an opportunity to take advantage of, Ni Jingqiu is certainly not ruthless. Apart from Emilia, Ni Jingqiu is the biggest winner, and of course Ye Ling also made a small profit with Ni Jingqiu.

"The oil field in Khenbuto, Africa has begun to produce oil." Ye Ling smiled faintly, "It is said that the exploration team has found two rare mines in the East African grassland."

Ni Jingqiu smiled and said, "Africa is indeed full of treasures!"

The two looked at each other and smiled. If it weren't for the cooperation between Ye Ni's and his family becoming closer and closer, food alone would not be enough to give these two people a steady stream of topics.

...

Li Anbo walked into the large courtyard of Xia's family in Jinzhou City in a heavy mood. He had just checked the time. He took the initiative to ask Su Tao for treatment of Mr. Xia's illness in just two months.

Anbo Li has been worried for a while. At that time, Su Tao said that the turning point will take two months later, and Anbo Li can actually analyze it clearly. The so-called turning point is likely to be that when Mr. Xia faces life and death, he will burn his boats, put down his guard, put down his prejudice, and invite Su Tao to treat him.

However, Anbo Li also knew the danger, because with his understanding of Mr. Xia, since he did not listen to his opinions at the beginning and did not ask Su Tao to come to treat him, I am afraid that the same is true now and there will be no change.

Anbo Li was determined to give it a try and had a sincere talk with Mr. Xia.

Mr. Xia is kind to Li Anbo, and it is also the greatest support for Li Anbo's career. Whether in public or private, Mr. Li hopes that Mr. Xia can be healthy.

Walking through the gate, passing through a garden, and reaching the room that has been taught by Mr. Xia many times. Before he could open the door, he heard a burst of rapid coughing. The cough ended and a low scolding came.

Anbo Li sighed secretly. Mr. Xia's condition was indeed very serious. He was an extremely restrained and resilient person. He now showed negative emotions, and everything was related to his body.

Anbo Li gently knocked on the door, and then Old Xia's voice came, "Come in!"

Cramped, Anbo Li pushed the door open and Mr. Xia was already being helped up by the staff next to him, sitting on the bed with several pillows on his waist.

"An Bo, are you here?" Old Xia smiled. He was still very satisfied with his disciple. He was not only brave and resourceful, but also caring about himself. During this period, he called to care about himself almost every week. When he learned that his condition was not good, he rushed back thousands of miles to visit him.

Mr. Xia was originally an elderly man who paid great attention to maintenance, but now he has become much older, with haggard skin, white hair, and deep eye sockets. Without saying a word, it seems that he has exhausted all his body's strength.

"Yes, I'm here." Li Anbo suppressed the bitterness in his heart and walked over to hold Xia Lao's arm.

Mr. Xia’s arms were once very strong, but now they are skinny and bone-bone.

Mr. Xia smiled, "You are also determined. You are so far away from the northern border, and you are still rushing around to see me. Of course, I know what you think. You are afraid that I can't stand these few days, so you rushed back to see me. We are both master and apprentice. Before we part, I do have a lot to say to you."

When Mr. Xia seemed to be explaining his funeral, Anbo Li felt his nose sore, and he suddenly burst into tears and choked up.

"Silly child, why are you crying? Once a person dies, although I have many regrets in my life, it can be considered a clear conscience and I have not left this in vain." Mr. Xia squeezed out a smile and advised.

Anbo Li wiped off his tears and said in a deep voice: "Master, I am here this time. I will definitely not meet you for the last time, but I hope you can listen to me and have a chance to cure your illness."

Mr. Xia was slightly stunned, with a complex look flashing in his eyes. When a drowning person encounters a life-saving straw, he will never give up.

He immediately smiled bitterly, guessing that Anbo Li was trying to comfort himself, "You don't have to worry. I know my condition very well. So many top experts are surrounding me, which has given me two years of life. I snatched this time from the King of Hell, and I am actually very satisfied."

Anbo Li hurriedly said: "If I told you that two months ago, someone accurately speculated that your condition would worsen today. Are you willing to receive treatment from that person?"

"Two months ago?" Although Mr. Xia was weak, his mind was still very clear. "The sunset was red and he remembered the bitter and sweet things. You mentioned to me at that time that I asked me to ask the young Chinese medicine doctor named Su to treat him. Are you talking about him?"

"Yes, it's him." Lee Anbo said in a deep voice, "I specifically consulted him at that time. Although he did not specifically check your body, he could also give a rough idea of ​​your condition. If you are willing to receive his treatment now, I will leave immediately."

"Forget it!" Old Xia shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm tired."

After saying that, Mr. Xia started coughing violently, and the staff next to him quickly handed over tissues.

After Mr. Xia finished coughing, he glanced at the tissue, shook his head and said to Anbo Li: "The blood I coughed out is already black blood."

He pointed at his lungs again, "It's all broken inside. Don't worry about that god, because even the Daluo Jinxian can't cure my disease."

Li Anbo was still ready to continue persuasion. Mr. Xia waved to Li Anbo and said, "Let's talk about your affairs. We are both masters and apprentices. Before we die, I have arranged a way out for retreat."

Anbo Li's eyes turned red again, "I didn't expect you to bother with me."

Mr. Xia said: "This is also a way to set up a retreat for the Xia family. Once I die, I may be attacked by many opponents. Fortunately, I also have some trustworthy old friends, and I have already greeted them."

Mr. Xia took out a letter from under the pillow and handed it to Anbo Li, saying, "In the future, when encountering something difficult to solve, take it to find Lao Miao. He will help you overcome the difficulties for my sake. Of course, I have something to ask you. You have to help me protect the Xia family. I have asked them to stay away from the center of interest as much as possible. I know that none of them has enough talent. If they are involved, trouble will occur."

Li Anbo said with great emphasis: "A teacher for one day and a father for life. I am also a member of the Xia family."

Mr. Xia sighed with relief, sighing inwardly that your surname is Li, and the light emitted from his eyes also dimmed.

When Li Anbo knew that Xia was always tired, he whispered: "You have a rest first, I'll see you later."

"Yeah!" Mr. Xia nodded gently. His condition is very bad now. Not only is his temper sometimes getting better and worse, but his attention can only be kept focused for a moment.

Lee Anbo walked out of the room and tears couldn't stop rolling down.

A middle-aged man walked not far away, dressed very fashionablely, dressed like a young man in his twenties, with his hair permed and his walking a little light.

"Hey, isn't this Anbo? Why do you cry like this?" The middle-aged man took off his sunglasses. This was Xia Lianfeng, the youngest son of Mr. Xia.
Chapter completed!