Chapter 124 Lu Qingqing is Sick
Ji Peiheng is away on a business trip again. These past few days, Shi Yang has been going to the pet hospital to see Naifu every day after work.
Naifu had gastroenteritis and had been receiving IV drips at the hospital for several days. Her round little cat face had become thin and pointed.
Shi Yang was heartbroken. Naifu wasn't the kind of kitten that gained weight easily. She had finally managed to fatten her up a few pounds, but she lost it all after getting sick.
After spending some time with Naifu, Shi Yang prepared to leave.
Naifu meowed twice.
Shi Yang patted her head: "I'll come see you again tomorrow, sweetie..."
"Mr. Liang has come to bring the kitten again. Mr. Liang is so kind-hearted..."
I heard the nurses whispering behind me.
Shi Yang saw Liang Jin wrapping a bleeding kitten in his suit jacket.
She's been coming to see Naifu these past few days and has been running into him frequently.
Liang Jin also saw her, and they nodded to each other as a greeting.
Liang Jin then asked her to dinner.
He had asked her out many times, but she always refused with various excuses. Actually, Liang Jin was her senior, and they often ran into each other by chance, so it was perfectly reasonable for Shi Yang to have a meal with him.
But for some reason, she felt extremely uncomfortable whenever she was with him. Everything seemed strange, and sometimes the things he said made her feel very presumptuous.
Wen Wanwan drove an extremely flashy supercar to the entrance of the pet hospital and honked her horn.
Shi Yang smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I have an appointment. Maybe next time."
Ignoring Liang Jin's reaction, he went straight out the door and got into the car.
Liang Jin stood there, watching the sports car drive away with an ambiguous expression.
...
Wen Wanwan chewed on bubble gum and blew a big bubble: "Tell me, who is that man? Brother Ji just went on a business trip, and your love interest has already appeared, sister-in-law."
"Don't talk nonsense. That's my senior. I'm not that close to him. I just happened to run into him."
Wen Wanwan made a couple more jokes before parking the car in front of a hot pot restaurant.
They made plans yesterday to have hot pot together today.
This hot pot restaurant is newly opened and very popular; you usually can't get a seat if you arrive late.
Lu Qingqing had already taken a seat inside to reserve a spot.
"Why are you so late? We've been waiting for you for ages," Lu complained softly. "I'm starving! I've already ordered, but is there anything else you'd like to add?"
Shi Yang ordered another portion of basa fish.
After a while, the waiter pushed over the dishes they had ordered and put them into the boiling soup one by one.
The enticing aroma made Shi Yang's mouth water.
The three of them wolfed down their food.
"Ugh—ugh—"
Lu Qingqing suddenly covered her mouth, her expression strange, and got up and ran to the toilet.
Shi Yang and Wen Wanwan looked at each other.
After a while, Lu Qingqing returned from the restroom, looking quite unwell.
Shi Yang poured her a glass of hot water: "What's wrong? Is your stomach upset?"
The deer gently shook its head: "Maybe."
Looking at the delicious-looking hot pot in front of her, she felt nauseous, and the greasy smell in the air made her frown uncomfortably.
"You guys eat, don't worry about me, I think I ate something bad."
Seeing that she was really uncomfortable, Wen Wanwan became a little anxious: "Why don't we go to the hospital to get her checked out?"
Before Lu could speak, her phone rang.
After hearing what was said over there, Lu Qingqing's expression turned even worse.
She hung up the phone listlessly and said, "You guys eat first, my boss has a business dinner, I have to go with him."
Shi Yang disapproved and pulled her back: "You're not feeling well right now, ask your boss for a day off."
"Don't worry, I'm really fine. You guys eat first."
Wen Wanwan complained, "What kind of company is this? It's the weekend, and you still have to work overtime?"
Lu spat softly, "My boss is a heartless, exploitative bastard."
Watching her hurried figure disappear into the distance, Wen Wanwan said, "Why do I feel like she's been acting strange lately?"
Shi Yang took a sip of iced cola: "I've thought so for a long time."
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Lu Qingqing arrived at a private mansion to wait for Meng Yaozhu.
Meng Yaozhu slowly came down from upstairs.
The man was dressed in a black suit, tall and upright, with a handsome face and his hair neatly combed.
They act like humans but are actually dogs.
Lu Qingqing thought to herself.
Meng Yaozhu stopped as he passed her and glanced at her sideways: "You ate well tonight."
Lu smiled faintly, "If you hadn't asked me to work overtime, I would have eaten even better."
Meng Yaozhu walked in front, and Lu Qingqing followed behind. She raised her arm and sniffed, wondering if Meng Yaozhu smelled strongly of hot pot.
Meng Yaozhu took her to a drinking party. She sat next to him and watched him raise his glass and chat with various big bosses. She just sat there in a daze.
It wasn't that she was unprofessional; it was just that she wasn't feeling well today, especially after smelling such a strong odor of alcohol, which made her want to vomit.
Suddenly she heard someone calling her name.
She snapped out of her daze and saw everyone suddenly stop and look at her.
The deer blinked gently.
A young girl next to me whispered a reminder: "Your boss wants you to pour some wine."
Lu Qingqing quickly got up and poured wine for the boss across the table.
"President Meng, you've always been good at managing your subordinates, so why does this assistant who's pouring the drinks seem a bit unprofessional?"
Meng Yaozhu remained calm: "Young people are bound to be impetuous and restless."
The boss looked at the pair of slender, white hands that were pouring wine for him, raised his eyes, and when he glanced at Lu Qingqing's beautiful face, he couldn't help but feel a little tempted: "President Meng's taste is indeed on point. Even a little assistant who pours wine is so good-looking."
Lu frowned slightly; she wasn't unaware of the burning, clingy gaze.
Meng Yaozhu said calmly, "Lu Qingqing, come and pour me some wine."
Lu gently returned to Meng Yaozhu's side, only to find his wine glass full.
The boss across from her said again, "Your name is Lu Qingqing? Can't you see that your boss, Mr. Meng, has had too much to drink? As his assistant, shouldn't you drink some for him?"
Lu Qingqing had no choice but to stand up, pick up the wine glass, and be assaulted by the pungent smell of alcohol.
As soon as I took a sip, a sour feeling rose in my throat, and a wave of nausea suddenly surged up.
"vomit……"
She gagged and vomited up the drink, then ran to the restroom in front of everyone.
The shop owner across from him looked a little embarrassed: "What does she mean by that?"
Lu vomited violently in the toilet and took a while to recover before coming out.
"What’s wrong with you?"
She looked over and saw Meng Yaozhu holding a cigarette between his fingers, staring at her and scrutinizing her.
Lu Qingqing thought he had come to interrogate her: "President Meng, I'm not feeling well. I'm sorry I caused you trouble."
Have you seen a doctor?
"I must have had an upset stomach today, I'm fine."
Meng Yaozhu stubbed out his cigarette, walked closer to her, and draped his coat over her shoulders: "Let's go, I'll take you home."
The tip of my nose was filled with the scent of his coat.
It has a crisp, refreshing taste with a hint of tobacco.
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