"Okay, wait a moment."

Su Yiren frowned slightly at the indifferent tone. What was going on again?

And why did he come back instead of recuperating in K City?

He looked at the computer with his eyelids drooped, and Su Yiren stared at him suspiciously. Maybe he didn't sleep well, there was a faint dark blue under his eyelids. The curtains were half-closed, and the bright light shone in, but it inexplicably gave him a dim color.

Like a stone sculpture frozen in the wilderness, covered with a thick and plain frost by the years, lonely and desolate.

Su Yiren's heart trembled when she saw it.

Just as she was about to turn away, he suddenly raised his eyes and met her gaze with frowned brows, "Hmm?"

"I'll go make tea."

Su Yiren brushed off the strange feeling and left in a hurry.

He might have encountered something urgent that needed to be dealt with, so he rushed back to the capital overnight. Why should I worry about it? No matter how

lonely it was, it had nothing to do with me.

Following his instructions, I put more tea leaves in, adding half a cup of tea and half a cup of water, and then handed it to him, saying with a fake smile: "If the tea leaves are not enough, I will make it again for you." I

was afraid that it would be too bitter for him.

"Okay."

Mo Jingchuan took a sip of tea lightly, with no expression on his face. Su Yiren saw him drinking it slowly and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the tea leaves were expired and had no bitterness at all?

"You want to drink it?"

Maybe her eager eyes were too eager, Mo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her, with a hint of teasing in his eyes. He

shook the teacup towards her, "It's quite bitter."

Su Yiren didn't believe it, "If it's bitter, why are you drinking it so leisurely?"

"You can taste it."

He put down the teacup and pushed it towards her. Su Yiren was trying to figure out whether the tea was bitter or not, so she took the teacup and took a big sip without thinking too much.

But before she could react, the astringent and bitter taste rushed straight to her head. She couldn't help it and sprayed it all on Mo Jingchuan's face who was looking up at her drinking tea.

"Hiss!"

Mo Jingchuan jumped up and accidentally touched his sore foot, and fell back in pain, "You don't have to wash my face!"

He asked her to drink tea, not to give her extra services!

Su Yiren was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

She didn't expect the tea to be so bitter that she couldn't drink it. She hurriedly got him a tissue and laughed until tears came out. "I didn't mean it. Please wipe it."

"Wipe it for me."

Mo Jingchuan said angrily, waving his left hand with the needle hanging on it at her. "You are just bullying the patient."

She asked him to drink tea out of kindness, but she actually washed his face!

"I didn't mean it."

Su Yiren thought about the scene and couldn't help laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up.

She didn't ask him to look up eagerly. Then the tea sprayed all over his face without a drop.

"You little heartless girl, you're still laughing."

Mo Jingchuan blew his beard and glared at her, motioning her to quickly wipe his face. Su Yiren, thinking it was her fault, leaned over and carefully wiped the tea off his face with a tissue.

He didn't know what kind of fragrance she put on her body, but when she leaned over and her slender body was only a palm's distance from his nose, the faint fragrance became even more fragrant and alluring.

Especially in the summer when clothes are thin, the skirt and shirt she wore were obviously tight and swayed, making Mo Jingchuan's mouth dry.

Should he remind her not to be so unguarded towards men?

Outside the president's room.

Luo Qiong and Du He were lying at the door, staring with their eyes wide open.

"Brother Du, what do you think is their relationship? Drinking tea from the same cup, and so close..."

Looking from the door, Su Zi has already hugged President Mo in her arms, okay?

That posture, tsk!

"No matter what the relationship is, just match them up whenever you can."

For the sake of their years of colleagues, Du He gave him some thoughtful advice, "Stand firmly on Su Zi's side when things happen. Whoever wants to do something to Su Zi, you should do it. If you can successfully match them up, President Mo will reward you with a big villa, right?"

"Matching is fine, but I don't dare to think about President Mo's big villa."

Luo Qiong still knows her own limitations.

If she was rewarded with a month's salary, she would be so amused that she would die. If she was rewarded with a big villa, she would be afraid that she would die.

"Young people, you should have ideals."

Du He nodded and shook his head. When he was about to leave, he heard Su Yiren's surprised voice in the CEO's office, "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed? Du He! Du He, go call a doctor!"

"Hey, I'm coming!"

Du He stretched out his voice and ran into the CEO's office in a hurry.

Su Yiren had already left, and saw two lines of bright red blood flowing from Mo Jingchuan's nose. Seeing Du He rushing in, he hurriedly covered his nose with a tissue and glared at him, "Get out!"

Didn't you see that you were throwing people?

You have no sense!

"Well, I'll call a doctor right away."

Du He laughed, turned around and ran away, and asked what to do if he accidentally bumped into his boss's embarrassing moment?

Waiting online, very urgent!

Mo Jingchuan's leg was still in the healing stage. When he returned to Mo's office, the medical team he hired was waiting for him. Du He quickly brought people over to treat his nosebleed.

Su Yiren even asked, "Why is your nose bleeding when you are fine? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Could there be something wrong with your body?