"Madam, you caught a cold suddenly, and the evil wind entered your body, causing you to have a high fever. Take some antipyretic medicine first."

"After waking up, you need to eat light food and rest for the next few days."

After the family doctor examined Su Yun, he respectfully reported to Sheng Huai: "Sir, please take Madam's temperature a few more times tonight. If the fever doesn't subside tomorrow, she will need an IV drip."

Sheng Huai didn't even raise his head, but his tone was unquestionable: "Stay in the guest room tonight."

His eyes were fixed on Su Yun's paper-pale face.

The doctor packed up his things and turned around before leaving. He asked in confusion, "Mr. Sheng, where have you been? How did you suddenly catch a cold?"

"My wife is in poor health. It's best to avoid this kind of situation."

He did not lose his temper at such an offensive remark.

Just said calmly: "I know."

The bedroom door was closed again.

He unbuttoned his shirt, half-lying on the bed, holding the sleeping Su Yun in his arms.

He lowered his dark eyes and carefully traced her face.

Su Yun had extremely fair skin, and although her figure was slim, she had not lost any of the plump parts.

The simple black dress makes her look very charming.

However, Sheng Huai does not have those bad thoughts now.

He just held her in his arms and looked at her quietly, with an obscure expression on his face.

When his eyes moved to her shoulder, they froze.

This was caused by him accidentally hitting me with his belt during an argument before.

The slender jade-like fingers stroked the winding earthworm-like scar.

"Does it hurt?"

Sheng Huai murmured.

But the person in his arms did not answer, and still slept with his eyes lowered.

He chuckled for no reason and raised his hand to help her tuck the few strands of hair that were blocking her eyes behind her ears.

Su Yun opened her eyes only when orange light appeared in the sky.

She just felt sore all over and the pillow where her head was resting was very uncomfortable.

She was slightly startled when she caught a glimpse of the strong arm under her neck from the corner of her eye.

"woke up?"

Sheng Huai suddenly opened his eyes, lowered his head but looked very gentle.

"Um."

Su Yun raised her head and looked at him.

As their eyes met, she whispered, "Why are your eyes red?"

Sheng Huai didn't answer.

With his long legs on the ground, he picked up the striped shirt thrown aside and put it on. Then he turned around and gave her a cold order: "You are not allowed to go out today. Stay in bed!"

"Why?"

Su Yun resisted with a sick look: "I have to go to the hospital to see my mother today. Besides, don't I have to attend Mr. Chen's dinner tonight?"

He didn't even turn his head.

"No reason! Just do it!"

Soon the sound of a car starting was heard downstairs, and he went to the company.

Su Yun fell down on the bed, feeling dizzy and her whole body as soft as boiled noodles.

The bedroom door was pushed open again.

The servant came in respectfully carrying a tray.

"Madam, please eat something first, and then take the medicine."

"This is the sir's order."

Su Yun buried her face in the quilt in annoyance.

“I don’t want to eat!”

The servant was rubbing his hands nervously at the door.

"Sir, he cares about you, too."

"You had a high fever last night, and Mr. didn't sleep all night, waiting for you to wake up, and then he rushed to the company early in the morning."

Seeing that she was silent, the servant handed her the breakfast again tentatively: "Madam, please eat a little."

He didn't sleep all night?

Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then spoke lazily and stopped struggling.

"Okay, put it here."

After breakfast, he swallowed all the medicine on the table.

Then she changed into a light purple long dress with Suzhou embroidery, tied up her black hair loosely with a wooden hairpin, sat on the swing in the garden, picked up a magazine and started to daydream.

At dinner time, she received a call from Sheng Huai.

He ordered himself to stay at home and rest, and he would go to Mrs. Chen's dinner party tonight by himself.

Su Yun herself didn't like that kind of occasion, so naturally she didn't care.

…

Sheng Group.

Sheng Huai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a tall and elegant figure, and his shirt collar was meticulously fastened under his exquisitely tailored black suit.

Secretary Gao walked in respectfully to report.

"Mr. Sheng, the car is waiting downstairs."

"knew."

He stepped downstairs in a deep voice, and the driver bent over and respectfully opened the door: "Please come in, Mr. Sheng."

The car drove smoothly along the downtown area.

Passing by the street corner, my eyes swept past the coffee shop where I saw Su Yun last time.

His eyes moved slightly and he called his secretary.

"Prepare some desserts and send them to the madam."

Secretary Gao suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Mr. Sheng, do you mean... to let me bring dessert to my wife?"

The tone on the other end of the phone was bone-chillingly cold.

"That's right. If you don't want to do this, you can leave."

After hanging up the phone, Secretary Gao's face darkened and he typed on the computer keyboard so hard that it almost blew the roof off.

Ask her to deliver food to that woman who's always in a bad mood?

Why?!

That woman couldn't help Sheng Huai in any way. She only threw tantrums and went back to her parents' home. How could she be half as good as him?

But no matter what, she could only prepare to go downstairs indignantly.

When she walked into the president's office and put down the documents in her hand, her eyes glanced at the suit jacket sent by the dry cleaner on the sofa. Secretary Gao hesitated for a moment, took it in her hand, and quickly walked out of the elevator.

The evening breeze made me feel a little cold.

Su Yun put down the magazine in her hand and went back to the bedroom.

I opened my phone and scrolled through the messages one by one. Xiaoyu recently went on a business trip abroad again.

Just as I was about to call my father to ask about the situation, the servant knocked on the door and came in: "Madam, there is a Miss Gao at the door who wants to see you."

Su Yun frowned: "Miss Gao?"

"Yes, he is Mr. Sheng's secretary."

"knew."

Su Yun casually draped a blanket over her shoulders and walked downstairs slowly.

In the living room.

Secretary Gao stared at the elegant woman on the stairs, feeling sour in his heart.

"Mrs. Sheng."

Secretary Gao bowed slightly to her reluctantly, "These desserts were sent to you by our President Sheng. President Sheng doesn't like sweets, so I just bought some."

Su Yun glanced at the desktop indifferently.

"knew."

After a moment, she turned around and saw Secretary Gao still standing there, her tone a little impatient: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Secretary Gao was stunned.

Putting the paper bag in her hand on the sofa, her tone became more ambiguous.

"These are the clothes that our CEO Sheng had dry-cleaned. I brought them back for him as well."

"Our CEO Sheng actually doesn't like dry cleaning. He thinks hand-washed clothes are more comfortable to wear."

"Oh...really?"

Su Yun crossed her arms, looked down at her, and suddenly sneered: "Since Secretary Gao is so considerate, I will talk to your President Sheng tonight and ask you to help wash his clothes by hand in the future."

Secretary Gao's face turned pale.

"Madam...you...you misunderstood..."

"That's not what I meant..."

She wanted to explain in panic, but Su Yun was not interested in watching her performance and turned and went upstairs.

The bedroom door slammed shut, and Secretary Gao stood in the living room of the villa in a daze for a long time.

She thought Su Yun would be unhappy after she said this.

I didn't expect that he didn't care at all!

Secretary Gao walked out of the villa gate in a depressed mood, turned around to look at the luxurious lights coming from inside, feeling envious and jealous.

Oh!

Isn’t Su Yun more beautiful than her?

If President Sheng meets another woman, let’s see how she can still be so arrogant!

Thinking of this, Secretary Gao's eyes froze slightly.

She looked around nervously and stopped a passerby.

"Hi, my phone is out of battery, can I use yours? I can pay."

The passerby looked at her for a moment and handed her the phone.

"Miss Jiang, a friendly reminder that Sheng Huai will be attending a dinner at Chen's residence at 8 o'clock tonight."

Secretary Gao sneered and continued editing the text message: "And your much-missed teacher Yun will be there too."