After being sturdyly beaten by Chen Xian, Lu Yisheng's mouth also closed a little and did not dare to tease Chen Xian anymore, because he felt that...Chen Xian's mood seemed to be a little boring, and then annoyed him. The consequences are unimaginable.

It’s also a coincidence that just when Chen Xian had finished cleaning up Lu Yisheng, the text message suddenly notified him that the mental damage fee had arrived. Since this bank account is an internal account of the Secret Bureau, the transfer of large amounts is also fast. Looking at the series of zeros in the message...

"You go to the forum, I will pull you into a discussion group."

While talking, Chen Xian boarded the app of the Yiren Forum, and then dragged Lu Yisheng into the discussion group he built one by one. When they all came in, Chen Xian started to send large amounts of money. Text red envelope.

The amount of a red envelope is as high as one million, and it can only be received by one person.

"Called Dad."

Everyone immediately fell into contemplation when they looked at the text on the mobile phone, especially Xu Yanan, a person who is not bad at money, and her face was so dark that she wanted to catch Chen Xian and beat her.

One million is not much, at least in the eyes of everyone, this number can only be regarded as ordinary, but... one million is not a lot.

"dad."

Lu Yisheng responded to the text password first and foremost, and took the red envelope as a deed.

"Fuck you so fast?!" Li Daosheng's eyes were almost staring, looking at the word "daddy" in his input box, he only hated that his movements were so slow that Lu Yisheng took the lead...I won't Should hesitate for a second!

"Hehe... Boss can do..." Lu Yisheng looked at the million-dollar money in his account balance with a smile, his eyes narrowed, "Thank you, boss!"

"You are polite." Chen Xian smiled slightly.

The more face-conscious people are more likely to suffer. Li Daosheng has a deeper understanding of this principle...Look at Lu Yisheng, he is a living example of this principle!

"Come on, I'll post another one."

As Chen Xian said, he sent another red envelope for the password.

But this time it was not called Dad.

"Call the boss."

"Boss!"

Li Daosheng hurriedly responded to the password and then took the red envelope. The moment the money was transferred to his personal account did he realize...Chen Xian's heart is really black! He expected that Lu Yisheng would shamelessly grab the first red envelope!

"Thank you, boss!" Li Daosheng smiled, his mouth crooked.

"This...it's not fair..." Lu Yisheng's expression was almost like pig liver, and he was trembling. "Why do I call my father to give it..."

"You called it yourself, and I didn't force you." Chen Xian blinked innocently, and said kindly, "If you are not satisfied, you can return the money to me."

"..."

When Lu Yisheng's heart was ashamed, Chen Xian sent another red envelope for the password.

"Called the handsome ratio."

Seeing this brand-new password, everyone looked at each other for a while, and no one was robbing the red envelope, because they all felt that...this matter was strange, although Chen Xian had been a little "narcissistic" in silence, but it seemed like Now this kind of self-proclaimed "big handsome ratio" performance has never appeared before.

What happened to Chen Xian?

"Great handsome ratio!" Lu Yisheng hurriedly returned one, and then found that he was not eligible to receive the red envelope, because Chen Xian had already set it up before the red envelope, and everyone had only one chance to grab the red envelope...

So this time the red envelope fell into Xu Yanan's pocket.

"You're really not ashamed." Xu Yanan turned his face immediately after taking the money. The face only reminded Chen Xian of those who crossed the river and demolished the bridge and ate and scolded the cook... You took the red envelope and scolded me for not being ashamed, are you embarrassed? you!

Chen Xian sent everyone a red envelope, even Xiao Budian. His mobile phone was bought by Chen Xian these days. Chen Xian is almost the same as his godfather. Yu Sheng, the young man who had just met everyone, didn't leave, even if he was embarrassed no matter how much he refused, he was still stuffed with a red envelope by Chen Xian.

"If you don't have any money, just tell me, I will give you red envelopes. Anyway, I keep so much money, it's useless..."

After Chen Xian sent the last red envelope, he looked at his account balance and sighed. It was not that he was distressed by the money sent out, but suddenly... he felt a subtle change in his mentality.

He didn't know what this change was. He only felt that his emotions were difficult to return to a normal state. The whole person was enveloped in a low breath, like standing under a rainy eaves on a rainy day, saying no. Uncomfortable.

Chen Xian returned to the house after sending out the red envelopes, saying that he was a little tired and wanted to sleep for a while.

But it was this move that made everyone present faintly feel a kind of uneasiness.

"Boss...Is something troublesome..." Lu Yisheng looked at the account balance on the phone with a heavy expression, because Chen Xian rarely experienced huge changes in his emotions, not to mention the current changes, which are almost autistic. Like it.

"This is the first time I have seen the boss like this." Li Daosheng said softly, the expression on his face also very nervous.

"He doesn't seem to be happy, he's in a weird mood..." Mr. Skull squatted aside, his eyes filled with doubts, "It's like those people in a TV series confessing funeral affairs... Isn't he going to die?"

"You're dying!" everyone said in unison, and then they gave Mr. Skull white all the time. They only felt that this bone frame really couldn't speak, and that Chen Xian's physique was dead in this world. It may not die, how could it be possible to die?

But... think about it, Mr. Skull’s words are not unreasonable, because Chen Xian’s performance is indeed unusual, especially the kind of depressed and still giving everyone red envelopes, just like before dying. As if to disperse the family wealth.

Did he really encounter a life-and-death problem?

If this is not the case, how could a stingy person like him give everyone a red envelope if nothing is wrong?

The more they thought about it, the heavier people's hearts became. They only felt that Chen Xian must be dying of illness soon. Although I don't know what disease Chen Xian had, it is definitely a terminal illness.

"Can you stop guessing?" Xu Yanan frowned and said in a low voice, "I will go in with Xiao Muhe and ask if he knows?"

Hearing this, Lu Yisheng and the others also nodded hurriedly, urging them to ask questions quickly, lest Chen Xian would have to go to the ground if he continued to guess for a while.

"Go, girl, let's talk to him."

"Uh-huh!"

Xu Yanan stepped forward and knocked on the door twice. Before Chen Xian in the room answered, she gently opened the door and walked in with Mu He, and then closed the door with her hand... This was the first time she entered. Wu Xu Yanan felt that something was wrong, because she could clearly feel that the atmosphere in this room was extremely depressed, and the depressive atmosphere in the bedroom became more intuitive.

Chen Xian was not lying on the bed.

He just sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly, as if thinking about something.

"Hello? Are you okay?"

Xu Yanan walked forward with a worried look, and Mu He also ran to Chen Xian's side, looking worriedly at the man who was silent and weird.

Hearing Xu Yanan's words, Chen Xian glanced back at her for a while.

"What can I do?" Chen Xian asked back, seemingly puzzled why Xu Yanan would ask that way.

"You won't really be what they guessed... You are really terminally ill..." Xu Yanan's voice was obviously trembling when she said this, her opinion has been shaken silently, the more she missed Lu Yisheng's guess is that the more so...

"I have a terminal illness?"

Chen Xian looked surprised, then puzzled, and finally angry.

"Which **** is cursing me behind?!"

"It's not that good or it's good!" Xu Yanan breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat on the other side of Chen Xian, looking at him worriedly, "Did you encounter any problems? I think your emotions seem to be wrong... Yes. What can you tell us."

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Muhe nodded, "You can tell us, and then let us solve your problems!"

"It's a bit credible to say this from someone else's mouth. Do you believe it when you say it from your mouth?" Chen Xian asked relentlessly, his expression extremely helpless, "I always help you solve problems. When can you help me solve my problems..."

After all, Chen Xian raised his hand and rubbed his face, his tone was obviously a little low, as if he was asking a question that he knew the answer but didn't want to believe the answer.

"Yanan, a stranger like you, how old should the longest life span be?"

"Your question is very delicate, boy..."

Xu Yanan frowned, completely unexpected that Chen Xian would ask such a question, but seeing his expression so serious, Xu Yanan had to answer meticulously.

"If you don't get hurt or get sick... I should be around 150 years old..."

"Only one hundred and fifty years old...too short..."

Chen Xian sighed, his expression was very disappointed, and the words in his mouth made people unable to help but want to beat him, especially the tone of hatred for iron and steel, which made people feel so angry. Come…

"How can you be so short-lived."

Xu Yanan looked at Chen Xian with a complicated expression, and asked tentatively.

"You should be scolding me, right?"