Chapter 69: Discomfort Thinking back now, at that time...

Looking back now, her expression at that time was not innocent at all. She looked panicked, and her fingers were trembling slightly. Anyone would be suspicious.

Qi Hanmu, who was wearing a tailor-made suit, rested his elbows on the door frame, his head slightly tilted. His sharp features seemed slightly gentler under the sunlight, and his tone could even be described as soft.

The light blurred the boundary between the two people.

The small particles in the air that tremble with the sunlight seem to be pulling at the heart of two people, and the string that is about to break is being plucked with all its might.

"Qingqing," the man who looked more handsome than the models in magazines smiled at Xia Yiqing, his pearly teeth flashing beneath his bloodless lips.

"I left a document in the study. Could you help me find it?"

"Yes, sure. What are you looking for?"

Qi Hanmu's eyes were expressionless, as if he was talking about an insignificant document. "Core Data Summary Table."

Hearing this name, Xia Yiqing's pupils shrank unconsciously.

This is not a business secret that can be leaked at will. She just raised her leg and then slowly put it down again. Could it be that Qi Hanmu was testing her?

It was not difficult to detect that the girl was in a nervous situation. Xia Yiqing's hands hung at her sides, but she unconsciously clenched her fists. Her eyes were clear and bright, but like a deer, she was still staring at people.

It had been a long time since someone had been so vigilant to his face, and Qi Hanmu couldn't help but laugh.

"Not far, right next to the drawer you opened."

At that moment, Xia Yiqing almost had a cardiac arrest.

The excuse of "I didn't touch your things" was already on the tip of my tongue.

However, there was no way for my tongue to coordinate with the airflow in my mouth, and I felt too guilty to say this.

Feeling guilty about touching the owner's diary, Xia Yiqing shrugged and decided not to confront the person involved.

She hooked her fingertips on the pull ring on the outside of the drawer, pulled it out, and saw an unremarkable "core data sheet".

Seeing the document fall from her hand into the man's hand, Xia Yiqing hadn't breathed a sigh of relief yet when she heard the man's magnetic voice.

"Well, you're really smart. You'll learn it after just one lesson. By the way, is the diary entry you just wrote good looking?"

"Uh..." Something snapped in her brain. Xia Yiqing could hardly hold back the smile on her face. She began to tremble. She hadn't even thought of how to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. You...how about you read my diary too?"

After saying this with difficulty, Xia Yiqing lowered her head and waited for the trial, but there was silence for a long time, and she could only hear low laughter in her ears.

Mustering up her courage and opening her eyes a crack, Xia Yiqing slowly raised her head about ten centimeters, and accidentally bumped into a pair of smiling phoenix eyes.

The man was within a step of her. The cold scent of pine wood on his body was very obvious and unreasonable. It covered her head and suffocated her whole body.

"Do you know that there is a kind of behavior called self-incrimination?"

Qi Hanmu's voice sounded cheerful, and the person who was speaking must have been smiling.

Xia Yiqing, who was standing opposite him and was talking to him, had her pupils shrank and glared at him suddenly. For a moment, she couldn't control herself and blurted out a beautiful Chinese sentence.

After she finished speaking, she immediately tilted her head and coughed lightly, trying to confuse Qi Hanmu's memory, "I'm sorry, you must have misheard just now."

"It's okay. That diary is from a long time ago. If you're interested, you can read it all. Also, there are a lot of confidential documents in the study, but they are all open to Madam Qi. Feel free to read them."

The sunlight shone in through the window, and strands of it wrapped around Qi Hanmu's white shirt, giving it a layer of golden light.

From Xia Yiqing's perspective, where the light was against her, he looked like a god descending to earth.

Gentle, powerful, and omnipotent.

"But," Xia Yiqing subconsciously retorted, feeling something was wrong.

"Trade secrets are very important. How can you show them to others casually?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Yiqing's pupils shrank as she realized something.

Not being able to show it to others is almost the same as not being able to show it to outsiders.

However, what is compared with outsiders, could it be that they are insiders?

Maybe she had been eating too well recently, and her qi and blood were sufficient. Suddenly, a heat came out of Xia Yiqing's cheeks, and even her temples were sweating, not to mention her forehead and nose, which had already been crystal clear.

There is no doubt that Xia Yiqing was embarrassed.

Qi Hanmu took the document and leaned against the door frame, showing no intention of leaving. His voice was still magnetic, but he raised his hand to adjust the hearing aid beside his ear.

"Sorry, the hearing aid has some poor contact, did you speak just now?

"Or was my words offensive? Why are your ears red?"

The doubt on the man's face was just right. His pair of always sharp phoenix eyes were like a private room that tried its best to cover the blade, leaving only the back of the knife exposed, for fear that the person in front of him would feel uneasy.

After he said that, Xia Yiqing's face became even hotter, almost like a stir-fried tomato.

"No, nothing," Xia Yiqing suddenly had an idea, and she waved her hands and started to sign. Although she stumbled, she could still express her meaning.

"I'm fine. Is your ear okay?"

Qi Hanmu raised the corners of his mouth.

His voice was rich and magnetic, and it didn't seem like he was affected by his hearing loss. "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

The moment Qi Hanmu turned around, his left wrist was illuminated by the sunlight, shining brightly and making his cold white skin even more eye-catching.

Something flashed through her mind. Xia Yiqing frowned, realizing that the thought slipped away too quickly and she couldn't catch it, so she could only let it go.

The car first stopped slowly, then moved forward slowly again. Xia Yiqing glanced outside inadvertently, and suddenly her heart almost stopped beating.

In front, the melodious "Für Elise" floated over, the piano played soothingly, with light and heavy notes in an orderly manner, and in the blue musical fountain, two water jets sprayed out in designated directions, forming a heart.

Water columns like this are about one person tall. From now on, there will be a hundred of them lined up, which means eternal love and a happy marriage.

This place couldn't be anywhere else.

In Jiangcheng, the large musical fountain covering an area of ​​about 300 square meters, which continuously sprays water and symbolizes this meaning, can only be found in Yiyuan.

Was it because Luo Miao was such a good driver that Xia Yiqing didn't even feel the car moving forward, or was it because Qi Hanmu kept causing all kinds of problems that made it impossible for her to think? Xia Yiqing had no way of telling.

"Yiyuan?" Xia Yiqing tried her best to sound less surprised. She forced a smile.

"Third Master, you're not feeling well, so it's better to go back to the hospital. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I might have to go back to the apartment."

The girl's voice was not loud, and she had a gentle tone and a smile on her lips, looking like the sister next door.

Qi Hanmu's fingertips trembled. The seat was leaning too far down, making it difficult for him to breathe. But after sitting for a whole day, his lumbar spine also ached.

Even his ears joined in the fun, with ringing sounds one after another. Xia Yiqing's mouth opened and closed in front of him, rosy and energetic. She should have been saying good things, but Qin Fei's face didn't look very good.

His lips moved slowly, as if he wanted to ask "What?", but in the end, no sound came out.

A night of running around and working hard had exhausted the man's limited energy. Qi Hanmu knew that if he opened his mouth, it would only come out in a breath, with no momentum at all.

He absolutely did not want to show weakness in front of the girl he loved.

So, after seeing the man glance at her indifferently, Xia Yiqing signaled Qin Fei to open the car door. Qin Fei lifted up his hand that was receiving the IV drip. Even though the man was wearing a nasal oxygen tube, his breathing was still a little heavy.

When they passed by her, Xia Yiqing almost suspected that she heard a roaring sound. Before she could say something, the two people had already gotten out of the car with decent support.

Qi Hanmu's back looked a little lonely.

The dark handmade suit highlighted his broad shoulders and narrow waist. His figure was the type that both men and women pursued: thin when dressed but muscular when undressed. Although Xia Yiqing had only seen him once, she could not forget him.

The man brought her back from the banquet, but instead of letting her go back to her own apartment, he came to Yiyuan.

Xia Yiqing was a little confused. Was he trying to send her a message by turning around and leaving like that, that he was going back to Yiyuan and she could do as she pleased?

An idea suddenly flashed through her mind, and Xia Yiqing's pupils shrank slightly. She turned to the man's back and asked, "Didn't you just get hospitalized? And you asked me to go to Qingmu Medical to see you."

To be honest, the locals in Jiangcheng don’t call Qingmu Medical Qingmu Medical, but just call it Qijia Private Hospital. After all, it is easy to remember. Plus, the name keeps changing, so people might forget it just after they remember it.

Qi Hanmu's slightly thin back paused.

His suit fell down, and was blown upward by the night wind. A hint of paleness appeared in the sky, and it was actually getting light.

But the faint white mist that was both mysterious and indifferent around the man never disappeared.

"I can go back to the hospital." Perhaps because it was raining, or perhaps because it was about to rain, the wind was quite strong, blowing Qi Hanmu's voice into pieces.

"If you want."

The meaning of these words changed a little. Even if Xia Yiqing didn't want to delve into it, she could still find a hint of grievance in the man from these seemingly innocent words.

In fact, everything Qi Hanmu did told Xia Yiqing that he was not living a good life.

The sickly color lingered on the cold white skin, the fingernails were a faint purple, blue blood vessels spread on the white fingertips, and the lips were also bloodless, and would be stretched into a line if they were slightly pursed.

Even if all this was ignored, the needle on the back of the man's hand was telling Xia Yiqing that Qi Hanmu was not in good condition.

Unable to bear it any longer, Luo Miao came out to smooth things over.

"Madam, don't worry too much. The Third Master can recover at home. If you miss him, you can go back to Yiyuan to see him."

In front, Qi Hanmu's body stiffened. He was near the heart of the first blue fountain, and the musical fountain had changed to the next song, "My Heart Will Go On".

The piano performance is sonorous and powerful, and the melody is melodious, which easily reminds people of the scenes in the movie and the touching love between the hero and heroine.

At the same time, the man's already silent heart was slowly pulled up from the ice sea, back to the ice floe, clinging to an edge, as if there was still a chance of survival.

Maybe, because she missed him, she would come back to sit in this place where they had lived for a long time.

The word "come back" was stuck in my throat and could fall out at any time.