Chapter 225: Decoction

Huo Qi Chen calmly took out two tissues and wiped away the remaining tears on Wen Yuan's face. When he touched her, she trembled slightly.

He walked past her and said calmly, "Delete the file and pretend I know nothing. If something goes wrong again, I don't mind taking action against Vanke."

Is this... forgiving her?

Wen Yuan suddenly understood. It was not easy to get Huo Qichen to give in. She was ecstatic and instantly forgot the grief she had just felt. She looked at the man's back with some joy: "Brother Huo, you are so good."

In fact, I was very surprised that Huo Qichen would let me go and let bygones be bygones.

Wen Yuan deleted the file and called two colleagues to inform them, saying, "If you make the same mistake again, Vanke will be ruined along with you. Think carefully."

The two colleagues looked at each other, feeling relieved but also confused. They hadn't made the mistake on purpose and were prepared to be punished, but they had never thought that Wen Yuan could actually handle this matter. After all, that was Huo Qichen...

How she did it.

Wen Yuan regained her clarity of mind and changed out of her cleaning clothes. Thinking of Huo Qichen's eyes, she still felt blushing and a little embarrassed.

To express her apology and gratitude, Wen Yuan used the hotel kitchen to cook some dishes, all of which were Huo Qichen's favorites, and a small pot of porridge. She didn't want to face Huo Qichen again and planned to continue to trouble her diligent secretary.

The secretary was taking some herbs to boil for Huo Qichen. Most of them were Chinese herbs used for daily conditioning, and they were particularly troublesome to boil.

It was for Jian Mo. She had her period and was in great pain. Huo Qichen felt so sorry for her that he asked someone to prescribe some medicine for her.

Jian Mo went out at this moment and hasn't come back yet.

The secretary bumped into Wen Yuan and asked, "Is this fried for Huo Qichen?"

The secretary hesitated for a moment and nodded, very alert.

Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Let me do it. I know what to do."

The secretary would never dare to ask anyone else to do it. "Ms. Wen, others may not know your identity, but I do. Please don't bother yourself. I can do it."

Wen Yuan stared at the medicine in his hand. "I'm not tired. This hotel is under my name. I can order people to prepare the medicine. I'll be more dedicated, isn't that good?"

The secretary was embarrassed, "This..."

Huo Qichen was handling official business, and there were a lot of documents piled on his desk. It was very late, and it was already dark outside. The secretary looked tired and secretly wanted him to have a good rest.

It is really hard for a man who has been fighting the darkness all night.

When Old Sun examined him, he repeatedly told him to take care of his health.

After much deliberation, the secretary simply handed the medicine to Wen Yuan and whispered, "Thank you for troubling Miss Wen. Remember to have them deliver it after it's boiled."

Wen Yuan curved her lips and said, "Remember to tell your boss that health is the most important thing."

Although Wen Yuan didn't know what those Chinese herbs were, she was serious about it and stewed them for two hours.

The medicinal soup in the cup was bubbling, and a bitter smell filled the air.

It smelled bitter, and Huo Qichen didn't know if he could drink it.

After frying, Wen Yuan packed them carefully one by one and knocked on Huo Qichen's door nervously.

The man looked up from his work, his brows full of sternness, and a hint of expectation and tenderness flashed across his face when he looked up, until he saw the girl standing quietly in front of the door, and suddenly fell silent.

Jian Mo went to another auction dinner today. The difference was that this time she had Huo Qichen's invitation.

When the receptionist saw her hand card, he knew that she was working for the Huo family and let her in immediately.

She was still wearing the same smoky grey dress today, and she looked outstanding and eye-catching under the spotlight. Jian Mo found a seat and sat down, waiting for the auction to begin.

However, just as he sat down, he heard someone whispering behind him, "I heard that Director Wen is here today too. His purpose is too obvious."

"It's strange to say, this kind of thing can be handled by the subordinates, why do these big guys need to go out in person?"

"For something so important, I naturally have to keep an eye on it personally."

Jian Mo listened and unconsciously clenched the bag in her hand. Today's auction required the screening of assets, and only those with certain assets were eligible to participate in the auction.

She glanced around the venue, which meant that Wen Jing was also here, and he probably wanted the same thing as Huo Qichen.

The old but imposing man sat in the center surrounded by the crowd. Perhaps because he felt being watched, he looked in Jian Mo's direction and then paused.

Jian Mo froze for a moment, then belatedly nodded at him. Then Wen Jing withdrew his gaze, seemingly unhappy with her presence.

"Mr. Qiao."

"Mr. Qiao is here too, please take a seat."

The small commotion once again attracted Jian Mo's attention. She turned her head and unexpectedly saw Qiao Xia. She was wearing a women's suit, looking very capable, with heavy makeup on her face. She looked much better than the last time they met. It seemed that her life had become much better.

Jian Mo took a deep breath and had a bad feeling.

Surrounded by all the important people, she seemed out of place.

The auction started, and after bidding on a few ordinary items, most of the bids were uninteresting. Jian Mo only felt a pain in her lower abdomen. The first day of her period was always very difficult to endure.

She endured the pain, lowered her head to play with her phone, and sent a message to Huo Qichen, asking if her medicine was ready.

He replied quickly: The secretary has already stewed it.

Jian Mo continued: I saw Qiao Xia.

After a while, the other side replied with a "hmm".

"Miss Jian, can I sit next to you?" A crisp female voice suddenly appeared beside her. Jian Mo subconsciously turned off her phone and looked up, and saw Xu Xiaolin, this socialite who had been cultivated for many years, and her smile was particularly gentle.

"sure."

Xu Xiaolin sat down beside her, still smiling and greeting her, "I didn't expect to see you here."

"I was entrusted with this task."

"Is it Liang Qi?" Xu Xiaolin fiddled with her earrings, her expression calm. "Or is it Qi Chen?"

Jian Mo realized that this seemingly gentle woman was not someone to be trifled with, so she told the truth: "It's not Liang Qi."

"Oh, I've seen you several times, and you and Liang Qi seem to have a very good relationship. I thought you two had some special relationship." Xu Xiaolin's smile did not reach her eyes.

Jian Mo remembered that the marriage between Zhou and Feiyue had failed. Xu Xiaolin must have always been dissatisfied with Zhou Liangqi. After all, it seemed that she liked him very much.

"The few times I had contact with Liang Qi were all under your nose. You are overthinking it."

"That doesn't deny you're quite capable, does it?" Xu Xiaolin suppressed her smile. "The Zhou Corporation diverted a billion dollars to you, and Feiyue was severely damaged. Yet, you had Huo Qichen to protect you and escaped unscathed. And yet, in the war between you three, I was the one who got hurt. How does that make sense?"