Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!
Chapter 105: Do I Still Lack This Small Amount of Money?

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Do I Still Lack This Small Amount of Money?

Hearing this, Ye Xinluo felt a warmth in her heart, a warm current instantly spreading through her entire body.

She had always known that Lan Shan was very good to her.

She smiled and said, "What about your salary if you don’t go to work?"

"You can support me," Lan Shan replied without even thinking, not feeling there was anything wrong with what she said.

Sitting to the side and checking emails, Gong Shaoyu couldn’t help but smile faintly when he heard their conversation.

"You eat so much, I don’t want to support you," Ye Xinluo teased.

Hearing this, Lan Shan couldn’t take it, "Hey, hey, hey, Ye Xinluo, how can you say that about me? Where do I eat so much?" she feigned anger.

But the smile on her face couldn’t be contained. Xinluo had been in a bad mood these past few days; if she could make her happy, it was worth it.

"Okay, okay, you don’t eat much, just six or seven meals a day," Ye Xinluo laughed and said.

"Ye, Xin, Luo..."

She immediately stood up, walked over to the hospital bed, leaned down by her ear, and whispered, "There are men present here, can you not take the wind out of my sails like that?"

Ye Xinluo glanced at Gong Shaoyu, who was focused on his emails, and made a hush gesture to Lan Shan.

After a while, she opened her mouth again, "Aren’t you scared the president will dock your pay if you don’t go to work?"

"What’s there to be afraid of? Am I short of this little money? What’s most important now is my dear Xinluo," Lan Shan sat on the hospital bed, wrapping her arm around Ye Xinluo’s shoulder.

With a mischievous grin, she said, "Even if I run out of money, I still have you, don’t I?"

Ye Xinluo smiled, feeling as if something had bumped her heart—not painful, just warm.

It would be a lie to say she wasn’t touched.

True friendship is about being the person who waits with you for dawn during your darkest times. If you have a confidant in life, then you can die without regret.

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"Shanshan, I’m a bit bored. Can you help me turn on the TV?"

Ye Xinluo felt the ward was a bit too quiet and somewhat uncomfortable.

"Sure," Lan Shan replied, got up, walked to the TV, and turned it on.

Then she handed the remote control to Ye Xinluo.

The porridge was only half-finished, and Lan Shan cleared the table before sitting beside her to watch TV.

Afraid to disturb Gong Shaoyu, the TV volume was kept low.

Ye Xinluo held the remote, pressing the buttons absent-mindedly. At this time, there wasn’t much good to watch anyway.

Of course, she wasn’t really in the mood to watch TV; she just wanted to stop herself from overthinking and pass the time.

She casually switched to a channel, then threw the remote to the side.

The TV was playing a news segment, covering Beichen Rui’s attendance at a party in the UK a few days ago.

A photo of the president of a certain group shaking hands with Beichen Rui was displayed on the big screen behind the host.

Beichen Rui’s face was still cold and expressionless.

Ye Xinluo glanced at it casually, just about to look away. But when she saw Beichen Rui’s face, some fleeting images flashed through her mind.

She stared blankly at Beichen Rui’s face, lost in thought.

Lan Shan noticed something was wrong with her and turned her head in confusion, "Xinluo, what’s wrong?"

Ye Xinluo didn’t answer his question; her mind was in chaos.

"Xinluo, what’s wrong? Don’t scare me," Lan Shan got a bit worried when she didn’t respond.

Gong Shaoyu, hearing Lan Shan’s words, raised his head and saw Ye Xinluo staring blankly at the TV screen.