Chapter 676
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Mr. Song's gentle and elegant smile froze on his face.
Given his status in the business world, it had been years since anyone had dared to act so presumptuously in front of him.
An Yibei was a courageous man.
The bodyguard had already taken a step forward. As soon as Mr. Song gave the order, he would definitely throw An Yibei out.
Mr. Song was experienced in the business world. He knew that An Yibei was protecting An Xiaxia from the bottom of his heart.
He was more than happy that Xiaxia had a family like this. How could he beat An Xiaxia up?
He waved his hand and the bodyguard returned to his position.
An Yibei sipped his tea calmly as if he was not worried about being beaten up.
An Xiaxia finally heaved a sigh of relief. Mr. Song said, "Xiaxia's grandmother, aunt, and the other females in the Song family all have a special genetic disease. If not treated properly, it might be worse than cancer. Although the An family is well-to-do, I don't think it's enough to pay for Xiaxia's research and future treatment. Bringing Xiaxia back to the Song family will be better for her health. "
An Yibei and Papa An's expressions changed.
An Xiaxia panicked. "Why do you think she's sick? I've been healthy since I was young! I'm not sick at all! "
Mr. Song smiled. "But you stayed in the hospital for two months when you were in junior high. At that time, the doctor didn't know what disease you had …"
"That's just because I'm weak …" An Xiaxia wanted to say more but Papa An stopped her. "Xiaxia, stop."
Papa An's face darkened. He was a doctor, so he knew how terrifying a family's genetic disease could be. When Xiaxia was hospitalized, the attending doctor was a long-time friend of his. The doctor had only said that it was because of poor health when she was young that she would fall sick more often than other children.
Regardless of whether Mr. Song was telling the truth or not, it was beneficial to send An Xiaxia back to the Song family for the sake of her health.
"I agree to let Xiaxia go back …" Papa An said tiredly. "Please take good care of her."
An Xiaxia was about to burst into tears. What was going on? Mr. Song had only said a few words, and his father had surrendered?
She looked at An Yibei. An Yibei frowned but did not say anything.
"Thank you for your understanding." Mr. Song smiled politely. "Let's eat, Xiaxia. We've ordered your favorite dishes today."
An Xiaxia's eyes were filled with tears, and she began to eat in a fit of pique.
She ate so much that An Yibei and Papa An could not stop her. After eating, she drank a few glasses. An Yibei could not take it anymore and said, "That's enough! Don't be stubborn! "
"Didn't you just say that you wouldn't sell it to me …" An Xiaxia's eyes were red. An Yibei turned his face away, not daring to look at her.
"I'm not trying to sell you out … It's for your own good …" An Yibei felt his throat go dry. His painstaking efforts to move An Xiaxia away from Mr. Song seemed like a joke now.
An Xiaxia staggered to her feet. "What are you doing?" An Yibei frowned.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
She did not want to cry in front of Mr. Song.
After crying in the bathroom for a few minutes, the alcohol kicked in. An Xiaxia walked back dizzily and pushed open the door of the private room.
Her vision was blurred and she could not see anything clearly. She staggered to find a seat and sat down. She knocked on the table. "Where's my meat!"
The people around them looked at each other. Someone suggested, "President Sheng, why don't we get the bodyguards to throw him out?"
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