After Gao Fei left, Jiang Jingchu supervised Qin Huan to take the cold medicine prescribed by Dr. Lin last night, and then sat on the sofa with his notebook.
Qin Huan was speechless. She stood there and looked at him for a while. Maybe it was the effect of the medicine or something else, but she felt a little dizzy and simply went to the bedroom to take a nap.
I didn't know how long I slept. When I came out again, Jiang Jingchu was having a video conference.
He sat back on the sofa with his legs crossed, his right hand resting casually on his chin, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and when he needed to make a decision, he would utter a few simple syllables in his throat.
It was the first time Qin Huan saw Jiang Jingchu at work. He looked different from his usual ruffian and overbearing self. He was more calm and reserved.
He watched silently for a while, then went to the tea machine to pour himself a glass of water. After drinking it, he thought about it and poured another cup and handed it to Jiang Jingchu.
Just as he put the cup on the coffee table and was about to move away, Jiang Jingchu grabbed his hand.
"Come here, let me see if the fever has gone down."
The executives in the conference room looked at each other.
What was that sound just now? Was that Mr. Jiang talking?
Qin Huan struggled to indicate that he was still in the video conference.
Jiang Jingchu made a "tsk" sound.
"It's okay, I turned off the camera."
The implication is that they cannot be seen over there.
The executives in the conference room were sure this time,
That’s right, it was indeed President Jiang who was speaking.
only…
Turned off the camera? So, what was their President Jiang doing while holding a meeting?
Qin Huan couldn't resist him, so she let him pull her to sit next to him, and reached out to touch her forehead.
The tone was a little low.
"Why do I still feel a little feverish..."
Executives in the conference room: …
Is it "burning" or "saucy"?
Mr. Jiang, could you please pronounce your words more clearly?
"Alright, you guys discuss the rest among yourselves first, and then report to me when you have the results."
Jiang Jingchu finished speaking and closed his notebook.
"Take the medicine again later. If the fever still persists, go to the hospital."
"I'm not going."
Qin Huan pulled her hand out.
"Fever takes time to develop. When I was abroad, every time I caught a cold, I would just take some medicine and it would go away naturally."
When Jiang Jingchu heard this, his eyes narrowed.
"You have a cold and a fever over there, and Wen doesn't care about you?"
Qin Huan's beautiful eyes turned slightly and moved away without a trace.
"Why should he care about me? I'm abroad and I don't live with him."
Jiang Jingchu seemed very surprised when he heard this.
His eyebrows twitched and he cleared his throat.
"You guys, don't live together?"
Qin Huan cursed herself for being quick-witted and picked up the cup and handed it to Jiang Jingchu.
"Do you want to drink it? If not, I'll take it away."
Jiang Jingchu became excited and leaned closer to Qin Huan, speaking in a low voice.
"You really didn't live together? Why? Weren't you madly in love at first?"
Qin Huan silently stepped back a little and rolled her eyes silently.
"I'm hungry, please cook for me."
Jiang Jingchu laughed.
"Command me?"
Qin Huan counterattacked quickly.
"Didn't you say you would take care of me, take care of the sick? Why don't you even cook for me?"
Jiang Jingchu knew that Qin Huan didn't want to say it and wouldn't say it even if he asked again, so he curled the corners of his mouth casually.
"Okay, tell me what you want to eat."
Jiang Jingchu really went to the kitchen to cook for Qin Huan.
Qin Huan felt a little better after a nap. She thought of the renderings of Jinghe Bay and just opened her notebook when her cell phone rang.
Qin Huan glanced at a tall figure in the kitchen and took the phone to the balcony to answer it.
"Wen Li? Why are you calling at this time?"
It is noon in China now, and almost early morning in the UK.
Wen Li's voice was gentle but mixed with a hint of graininess, as if he hadn't fully woken up.
"Fang Yicen said you took a day off today. Are you sick?"
Qin Huan said "hmm".
"I got caught in the rain yesterday and caught a slight cold."
"Have you seen a doctor?"
Qin Huan stared at her toes and didn't notice that someone was approaching from behind.
"I've checked it out, it's not a big problem, I can just take a day off."
"I've already told Fang Yicen that if you don't have anything special to do these days, you don't have to go to the company. If you can handle some work at home, then do it at home."
Qin Huan didn't want to be treated specially in the company.
"If there's a need, I'll tell Director Fang directly. You don't need to mention it to him specifically."
Wen Li laughed.
"Are you afraid they'll talk behind your back?"
"Don't be afraid. I'm your backer, and no one else has the right to interfere."
What I mean is, I just want to be good to you and no one else can interfere.
Qin Huan didn't know how to respond to his words for a moment, and suddenly she felt a warm sensation in her ears.
She was startled and screamed, then turned around and brushed her lips against Jiang Jingchu's cheek, saying angrily,
“What are you doing!”
Wen Li on the other side heard the noise and frowned slightly.
"Qin Huan, what's wrong?"
Qin Huan's cheeks flushed, and she was about to answer that it was okay, but Jiang Jingchu curled his lips and coughed deliberately.
"How long are you going to talk? It's time to eat."
The voice is not loud, but the tone is deliberately low and hoarse, which is very attractive.
Just like the tone of voice between lovers.
Qin Huan knew that Jiang Jingchu did it on purpose, she glared at him angrily and said unhappily,
"knew."
Talking to Wen Li on the phone, he changed his tone to a gentle one.
"Let me put it this way, I haven't had lunch yet."
Wen Li heard Jiang Jingchu's voice clearly, and his fingers, which were gripping the phone so tightly, turned white.
"Okay, go eat, have a good rest after eating, and I'll contact you next time."
Jiang Jingchu was feeling angry. He was busy in the kitchen, but Qin Huan was hiding on the balcony and talking on the phone with Wen Li for a long time, and her tone was so gentle.
Qin Huan looked at the three dishes and one soup that Jiang Jingchu had personally prepared. The colors were tempting, the aroma was fragrant...
She shrugged her nose, it was blocked and she couldn't smell.
I picked up a piece of garlic pork ribs with chopsticks and took a bite. Maybe it was cooked too badly last night, and there was no taste in my mouth.
She sighed.
“What a pity…”
Then he looked at Jiang Jingchu who was standing opposite him without moving a word.
"Why don't you eat?"
Jiang Jingchu leaned lazily on the back of the chair and sneered,
"I'm already full of anger, what else do I need to eat?"
Qin Huan was baffled.
"Did I provoke you again?"
Jiang Jingchu snorted through his nose.
"We're both ex-boyfriends. Why are you so nice to him and so rude to me?"
Qin Huan: ...
"When have I ever been rude to you?"
Jiang Jingchu was waiting for her to ask this question.
"Just now, and yesterday in front of the clothing store."
Qin Huan thought, is it necessary to hold a grudge like that? He woke her up early this morning to work, and she's still not satisfied?
"Who told you to scare me on purpose just now?"
"What about the entrance to the clothing store? Did I provoke you?"
Qin Huan took a breath.
"You're dragging two people along, shouldn't I be angry?"
What is one to two?
Jiang Jingchu chuckled.
"Didn't you say it was just a play between adults and you didn't want me to be responsible? Now you're talking about one-on-two?"
Use her words against her?
Qin Huan's breath got stuck in her throat and she slammed her chopsticks down on the table.
"No more."
Just as she stood up and was about to leave, Jiang Jingchu grabbed her.
"I worked so hard to make this dish, and you only eat one bite?"
Qin Huan had a cold face.
"I can't eat. I have no appetite."
Jiang Jingchu smiled,
"You just said you were hungry."
"I'm hungry, but I really don't have an appetite right now."
Jiang Jingchu raised his eyebrows.
"Getting mad at me?"
Qin Huan: ...
Jiang Jingchu laughed.
"Then you eat with me."
As he spoke, he held Qin Huan's wrist with one hand and picked up chopsticks with the other, eating with relish.
Qin Huan couldn't help but retort him.
"You're not angry anymore?"
Jiang Jingchu curled his lips.
"Seeing some people being jealous of me, I suddenly stopped being angry."
Qin Huan's heart skipped a beat, and she reflexively denied it.
"No, who's jealous of you?"
Jiang Jingchu swallowed a piece of fish and looked at Qin Huan slowly.
"You, because you heard my mother say that I was going to marry Ji Jingya, you got angry at me for no reason, and to piss me off, you found a man to pretend to be your boyfriend."
Jiang Jingchu's narrow eyes curved slightly mischievously.
"Qin Huan, you are just jealous. Don't deny it."
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