secretary:……

After finishing speaking, Lin Qiong didn't forget her persona, "So how are you feeling now? Are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital? Are you still breathing?"

The secretary was speechless for a moment. "No, Mr. Lin, Mr. Fu, is just skipping dinner."

Lin Qiong said anxiously, "Yes, how could this happen? Everything was fine when I left."

"I'm hungry, but it hurts me deeply. I wish I could go back and eat for you right now."

"..."

The secretary suddenly felt unsure how to phrase her conversation with Mr. Lin, then wiped the sweat from her brow. "Mr. Lin, all you need to do now is tell me what Mr. Fu likes to eat, and the rest..."

"I can handle this, you don't need to worry."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong blurted out, "Really? That must be hard work."

"It's not hard work, it's what I should do."

Lin Qiong's tone was like that of an elderly father who had discovered his son's internet addiction. "I've known about this habit for a long time."

Just as the secretary was about to speak, Lin Qiong whispered, "Please don't tell anyone that I told you."

"..." Secretary: "Yes, Mr. Lin."

Lin Qiong thought for a moment and then said, "Just add a little more water when cooking."

Secretary: "So, Mr. Fu, what else would you like to eat?"

Lin Qiong was silent for a while before speaking, "I really like eating vegetables."

The secretary looked puzzled. "What?"

"Of course, what did you bring me yesterday?"

Secretary: "Most of it is meat."

"That's why I refused to eat yesterday."

The secretary suddenly realized, "Oh, I see."

Lin Qiong: "Is there anything else?"

"No, thank you for disturbing Mr. Lin."

"No."

Then Lin Qiong seemed to remember something, "Could you please pass on a message to Xingyun for me?"

Upon hearing this, the secretary recognized it as a golden opportunity to curry favor and replied without hesitation, "Of course!"

Lin Qiong smiled shyly, "The first time you weren't here, I missed you~"

The young man's voice trailed off with weariness, like the ticklish sensation of a small animal's curled tail brushing against one's skin; even the secretary felt a tingling sensation in her ears.

I instantly understood why my boss had changed in so many ways after getting married; his new wife was just too good at being affectionate.

The secretary's fighting spirit was rekindled: "I will definitely help Mr. Lin convey this message."

After hanging up the phone, the secretary hurriedly had someone bring over the changed dishes, and then went upstairs to knock on the study door.

"Boss, let's go out for lunch."

There was no sound inside.

"Boss, today's dishes were specially ordered."

There was no sound inside.

Seeing that the sycophant was not a secretary, she immediately remembered Lin Qiong's words, which only forbade her from saying that the boss liked to live off women. Then she knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Lin ordered all of these for you."

The door opened, and Fu Xingyun looked at his secretary, "Why are you ordering food?"

The secretary swallowed hard. "I just contacted Mr. Lin, and he knows you're not eating dinner."

Fu Xingyun replied sternly, "Mind your own business."

The secretary lowered her head tremblingly.

"How so?"

The secretary immediately raised her head, looking much more alert, and said obsequiously, "Mr. Lin was distressed after hearing this, and told my boss what your favorite foods are."

Fu Xingyun had a hint of doubt, "What?"

The secretary nodded. "Absolutely."

As he spoke, he took out his phone to show people his call logs.

Fu Xingyun said calmly, "I wasn't talking about the phone."

Secretary: "What is that?"

Fu Xingyun: "The words that came out of my mouth."

"..."

The secretary smiled and said, "Of course, Mr. Lin loves you so much, he's worried about you not eating dinner."

Fu Xingyun cast another questioning glance at him, "What?"

"That's what they said!" the secretary said with certainty. "After hearing that, Mr. Lin even asked me about your health."

Fu Xingyun: "How did you ask?"

The secretary phrased it tactfully: "Whether he is still alive or not."

"..."

Fu Xingyun's hand, which was resting on the wheelchair, froze, and he suddenly began to believe it.

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath. "What else is there to say?"

The secretary replied earnestly, "I miss you the most when you're not around."

Fu Xingyun frowned after hearing this, his gaze darkening. "Is that what you were told?"

The secretary, seeing the boss's questioning gaze, suddenly realized she hadn't read the meaning in his eyes at all. Her tone then changed abruptly, "The first thing I missed while you were gone~"

Fu Xingyun: ...

Fu Xingyun closed his eyes and pressed his temples. "Go down."

Upon seeing this, the secretary quickly pushed the person to the elevator side.

After stepping into the elevator, Fu Xingyun suddenly asked, "How many years have you been with me?"

The secretary replied respectfully, "It's been six years, boss."

"You did a good job," the man said after a moment of thought. "It's time for a raise."

The secretary was overjoyed upon hearing this, "Thank you, boss."

Although the salary I receive from the company is already quite generous, who in this world would turn down money?

The restaurant is for two, and the food boxes are covered in lush greenery when opened.

Fu Xingyun: ...

"You want to tell me I like to eat these?"

The secretary nodded.

For some reason, the man sighed and said helplessly, "Put it out."

For a moment, it was as if holy light shone upon Lin Qiong's head, illuminating the path ahead.

The secretary's inner thoughts: Mr. Lin is the embodiment of human reason.

The next moment, Fu Xingyun, who was eating some vegetable leaves, asked, "Have you ever been on a special assignment outside the area?"

The secretary modestly replied, "I've only been abroad once with you, boss."

Fu Xingyun: "I recently inspected a project in Africa."

The man stopped speaking abruptly, then glanced at his secretary.

secretary:? ? ?

This is not what I expected.

When the Lin Qiongda film crew arrived early the next morning, the staff were still setting up the venue.

When Wang Cheng went to buy breakfast, Lin Qiong politely greeted each of the staff.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, brother next door."

"morning."

Lin Qiong understood the strange way the workers addressed her, and then looked at the muscular male photographer in green not far away.

The muscular photographer waved happily upon seeing Lin Qiong, his muscular arms swaying like seaweed. "Brother!!!"

Lin Qiong waved to the person with her standard smile, as she was already used to it.

Lin Qiong walked along, greeting people with a smile as bright as a little sun, when suddenly a figure appeared in front of her.

Lin Qiong's face immediately fell. "Good morning, no thanks."

Qin Weichu: ...

Then, pointing his nose at Lin Qiong, he said, "You're treating her differently."

Lin Qiong: "No, I greeted them all. Everyone is equal."

Qin Weichu crossed his arms and looked at him, "Then why didn't you smile when you saw me?"

Lin Qiongfu suddenly realized, "Because you are the most special one."

"..." Qin Weichu was stunned for a moment, then questioned, "Then why do you still say it's not discrimination?"

"I treated others differently because of you."

Qin Weichu: "I didn't see that."

Lin Qiong: "I only greeted everyone else with 'Good morning,' but I ended up greeting you with 'Good morning.'"

Qin Weichu, who couldn't hold back his words when he saw you: ...

Lin Qiong left as soon as she said that. When Wang Cheng returned with breakfast, he saw Lin Qiong sitting on a small stool, having her head rubbed by a stylist.

"Your steamed bun."

Lin Qiong reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you."

Then, looking at the plump, steaming meat buns in the bag, she asked, "Aren't you going to take yours?"

Wang Cheng looked at him suspiciously, "What are you saying?"

Lin Qiong: ?

"Those are all yours."

"..." Lin Qiong: "When did I eat so much?"

Wang Cheng: "Right now."

Since she had bought so many steamed buns, she couldn't let them go to waste. So, while rubbing her head, Lin Qiong took out the buns from the bag and began to eat them voraciously.

"What kind of filling is it? It smells delicious."

Lin Qiong glanced at the stylist, then put the steamed bun in her mouth and took another one out of her bag, saying, "Here you go."

The stylist was a little embarrassed for a moment, but still reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you, I will definitely make your look more in line with the character today."

The next moment, Lin Qiong felt her head spin, and saw the stylist raise his hand and rub her head a few more times.

Lin Qiong: ...

Bai Ying saw this scene as soon as she got out of the nanny van and couldn't help but go over and ask, "What would you like to eat?"

Lin Qiong waved the bag in her hand. "One meat bun?"

Bai Ying waved her hand at the plump, white meat bun, "No, I never eat breakfast."

Three minutes later...

Bai Ying: "Can I have one more?"

"..."

Lin Qiong generously gave another one to the person.

Qin Weichu frowned as he watched from a distance, and when Lin Qiong walked past, he said with dissatisfaction, "Why didn't you give me a steamed bun?"

Lin Qiong looked at him with a puzzled expression: ?

Qin Weichu crossed his arms. "Weren't you just eating steamed buns?"

"Why not me?"

Lin Qiong: "I know you look down on the food that ordinary people eat."

"..."

Qin Weichu left in dissatisfaction after hearing this.

Bai Ying stepped forward. "Did I cause you trouble?"

Lin Qiong: "They asked me for steamed buns."

"..." Bai Ying patted his shoulder, "Don't worry about it, let's get ready and get to work."

Lin Qiong nodded. Today's scene is a scene where the neighbor's older brother watches the female lead go to school from his attic.

It was through this scene that the female lead realized that her unrequited love was not a fleeting, ethereal fallen leaf, but rather carried by a gentle breeze.

Lin Qiong finally understood why the stylist was putting so much effort into the stylist's touch: it was because the character Mu Bai was sick and had to take leave, and he only got up to watch the female lead go to school.

The boy's hair was slightly disheveled, and his gaze was fixed on one direction. Then, his usually calm eyes lit up, and he watched with great interest as the girl ran out of her house.

"kitten."

That was a nickname reserved for boys. The girl, who had been running, paused for a moment, then turned around and saw the boy leaning against the window in the distance, smiling as he looked at her.

The girl's heart fluttered. "Brother Mu Bai, why didn't you go to school?"

"I've caught a cold."

Upon hearing this, the girl quickly said, "Then you should go and rest. Don't stand by the window in the wind."

Seeing that Mu Bai didn't move, the girl suddenly asked, "Brother Mu Bai, are you waiting for me?"

The boy smiled brightly, the love in his eyes brushing against the girl's ear like a gentle breeze. "Yes."

"Cut, this one's through."

As soon as the director called, the makeup and styling team stepped forward instantly.

Seeing that the stylist behind her was being pushed around, Lin Qiong said, "I can do it myself."

As he spoke, he expertly rubbed his head a few times.

Stylist: ...