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Song Zijie continued to think:
"Didn't Song Xiaoran get started by selling milk tea? Our health care products are much higher-end than what she sells. We can also learn from him in advertising and marketing."

"As long as we start a health care product business and get the first pot of gold, we can also follow Song Xiaoran's example in real estate and computer business."

"Based on my ability, sister, your brain, I can definitely do better than Song Xiaoran!"

"I have thought about it. The company we will establish in the future will be called Song Group."

"When we become prosperous in the future, we will acquire their companies and let them come to work."

The more Song Zijie talked, the happier he became, seeing that an overseas branch was about to be established.

Finally, she discovered that Song Xiran was breathing rapidly, his face was pale, and his lips were purple.

"Sister! What's wrong with you?!" Song Zijie fell from the cloud and broke into a cold sweat.

Song Xiran pointed to the location of his room upstairs with difficulty: "Medicine...medicine..."

Song Zijie rushed to the room, took out her nitroglycerin and fed her one.

"Sister, you have to hold on!"

Song Zijie was so anxious that his face was even paler than Song Xiran's at this moment.

Song Xiran saw this and felt a little comforted in his heart: This big brother still cares about me, and it's actually not too bad.

"Nothing can happen to you! It's just you and me at home. If something happens to you, my father will definitely blame me for not taking good care of me. I will be completely finished! I will definitely be kicked out of the house, and I won't be able to get a penny. Leave it to me. All the money belongs to Lao Er and Song Xiaoran."

Song Zijie was so panicked that he said everything on his mind.

It turned out to be this reason... Song Xiran could be said to be extremely disappointed at this moment!

"Yes, call an ambulance! Why did I forget to call an ambulance!" Song Zijie hurriedly picked up the phone.

"No, no need." Song Xiran's breathing gradually stabilized and he was able to speak, "I'm fine."

Song Zijie held the phone and hesitated: "Really? Let's call an ambulance to take you to the hospital? Let's do a check-up."

"It's an old problem," Song Xiran refused firmly, then thought for a moment and said, "I'll just go upstairs and have a rest. You can give Lu Ting a call."

Song Zijie had some questions about why he didn't go to the hospital to call Lu Ting, but after thinking about it, he did it. After all, now his sister could be his only ally:

"Okay. Give me Lu Ting's phone number."

Soon, Lu Ting, who was on vacation at home, rushed to the Song family.

Lu Ting has not been to the Song family since the last time they broke up.

He and Song Xiran also had some estrangement because of the last conflict. They had made several phone calls in the past few days, and they were just simple greetings.

"Brother Song, what's wrong with Xiran?"

Lu Ting looked a little embarrassed today. After receiving a call from Song Zijie that something had happened to Xiran, he put on his coat and rushed to Song's house, so that the buttons on his suit were wrongly buttoned.

Song Zijie didn't know how to answer. Logically speaking, Xiran was fine now, but he felt that he shouldn't say that. If he said it, wouldn't he be the wolf?

"Well... you go up and find Xiran yourself."

Lu Ting nodded and went straight to Song Xiran's bedroom upstairs. He opened the door and saw Song Xiran lying on the bed, with a blush on his face after recovering from illness, and his whole person looked pitiful:
"Lu Ting."

"Xiran, you lie down first and I will check you."

Lu Ting hurriedly stepped forward and checked his breathing, heartbeat, and pulse. He found that there was nothing wrong. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.

Song Xiran lowered his head and said softly: "I'm sorry. Actually, I felt a little uncomfortable with my heart just now. I took medicine and it's gone. I just miss you so much, so I asked my eldest brother to call you. You won't blame me, right?"

Lu Ting shook his head and stroked Song Xiran's hanging hair: "Don't be stupid. Just be fine. How can I blame you?"

Song Xiran felt a little aggrieved: "I'm just afraid that because of the misunderstanding last time, you'll never come to our house again."

Lu Ting took Song Xiran's hand: "I must admit, I am a little resentful. Because I think the two of us can face any problem together, but the prerequisite is that we must trust each other. Your mother doesn't understand me, and I It doesn’t matter. But I think you are a little suspicious of me, which makes me very disappointed——"

Song Xiran burst into tears: "I——"

"Listen to me first." Lu Ting held Song Xiran's hand firmly, "But today your brother called me and said you had a heart problem. I was worried and regretful on the way here. I feel that I have done It's also very wrong. I'm not solving the problem, I'm just sulking. If something really happens to you, I will regret it for the rest of my life. You are more important to me than anything else."

Song Xiran leaned gently on Lu Ting's shoulder: "I'm sorry, Lu Ting."

Lu Ting patted Song Xiran's shoulder gently: "Let's not talk about this anymore."

Song Xiran hummed: "Lu Ting, what are you busy with these days?"

Lu Ting smiled and said: "I was busy with a friend's treatment plan a few days ago. I am waiting for news about graduate school. I will rest at home these days and play chess with my dad. It is very likely that I will go abroad next year. I want to spend more time with them.”

Song Xiran said oh, looking a little embarrassed: "Then does your father know that you are here to see me?"

Lu Ting hummed, and suddenly made a decision in his heart: "I'll take you home to meet my dad. We've known each other for so long, and I haven't introduced you to him yet."

Song Xiran's face turned red: "Will he disagree with both of us?"

Lu Ting said in surprise: "Probably not. Aren't my dad and Uncle Song always good friends? He should know about you. I think he should be happy to see us together."

Song Xiran was silent for a while, and then said: "Then you go back and ask your dad, and I can go visit him sometime."

Lu Ting nodded: "Okay, I'll tell you when I get back."

Song Xiran continued, "Then you go back quickly. I'm really fine. Stay with your dad more before going abroad."

Lu Ting shook his head: "Then I should spend more time with you. It would be nice to come back once a year after going abroad."

"If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night? I will wait for you to come back." Song Xiran suddenly raised his face and lightly touched Lu Ting's cheek with his lips, "Listen to me, go back quickly .”

Lu Ting felt very sweet in his heart, just like eating a piece of honey that melted in his heart.

A smile appeared on his face involuntarily, and he kissed Song Xiran's forehead gently: "Then I'm leaving. You can take a good rest. I will take you to see my father in a few days."

Song Xiran hummed and buried her head in the quilt, a little too shy to look at Lu Ting.

After Lu Ting left, Song Xiran poked his head out.

However, her eyes were different from the sweet and shy look just now, but firm and sharp:

"Lu Yunhui is the only person who can help me defeat Song Xiaoran."