Fated to My Billionaire Husband

”If Miss Li wants to know, she can come and see for herself.” After saying that, Di Sheng hung up the phone.

Li Mingxi could sense Di Sheng’s dissatisfaction with her.

She was so reluctant to hurt Xiao Lang, naturally, Di Sheng was upset.

But she had her own helplessness.

Li Mingxi thought to herself, since Xiao Lang was home and Di Sheng was there, he should be fine.

She felt temporarily relieved, but deep down, she was still somewhat worried.

Xiao Lang’s stomach wasn’t well, and his eyes had problems recently.

Drinking so much alcohol, is it good for his health?

Alcohol can cause blindness, would Xiao Lang’s eyes become even worse?

The more Li Mingxi thought about it, the more worried she became, but she didn’t dare to go see him.

She cared about him too much, which would only continuously give him hope.

Li Mingxi hesitated for a moment and had no choice but to call Di Sheng.

”I heard from Xiao Lang that his eyes have been problematic recently, and drinking so much is bad for his health. You need to constantly keep an eye on him, and if he shows any discomfort, you must immediately take him to the hospital.”

Di Sheng’s voice was still cold: ”If Miss Li cares about Young Master, she can come personally, no need to entrust me.”

”I’m just informing you, so don’t blame me later for not reminding you.” Li Mingxi promptly hung up the phone.

She wouldn’t go see Xiao Lang.

Since she decided to give up on him, she wouldn’t give him any hope.

Say she’s cold-hearted or ruthless, anyway, she’s just such a despicable person!

Li Mingxi gritted her teeth and buried herself in work, but her mind was in disarray, unable to calm down.

”Really my nemesis!”

Li Mingxi angrily got up, grabbed her purse, and walked out.

...

At Xiao Lang’s home.

Wen Ning supported him to lie down and then went to fetch water, busy taking care of him.

Xiao Lang vomited again, making a mess on the floor.

Wen Ning cleaned the floor and brought over a cup of honey water.

”Brother Xiao, have some honey water; it’ll make you feel better.”

Wen Ning lifted his head and fed him half a cup of honey water.

Xiao Lang lay drunkenly on the bed, unconsciously tugging at his shirt.

The shirt buttons popped off, revealing his broad and solid chest.

Wen Ning glanced over and her face instantly turned red.

She had seen men without shirts before, but never someone with a physique like Xiao Lang.

Her big brother had a decent build too, but his skin was too pale, which she didn’t like.

She preferred healthy skin tones, with a masculine and manly aura.

Yet she didn’t like overly rugged men without any elegance or grace.

And Xiao Lang was exactly her favorite type.

He was noble and elegant, very manly, good-tempered, and excellent in every way; simply her dream Prince Charming.

Meeting him in this lifetime was her luck.

But he didn’t like her, which was her misfortune.

Thinking about this, Wen Ning’s expression dimmed slightly.

”Hot...” Xiao Lang groaned uncomfortably.

Wen Ning snapped back to reality, hurriedly wringing a towel to wipe his face and neck: ”Does it feel better?”

Xiao Lang still felt very hot, sweating all over.

Wen Ning had no choice but to lower the air conditioning temperature until the room was chilly, and she had goosebumps, finally making Xiao Lang feel much more comfortable.

Worried he’d catch a cold while sleeping like this, Wen Ning pulled over the air conditioning blanket to cover him.

Xiao Lang uncomfortably pushed the blanket aside, frowning with displeasure.

Wen Ning sighed and carried the water basin to the bathroom to dump it out.