Ning Yichu looked at the extra invitation in his hand and felt like crying. Wasn't this about reminiscing about the past?
How did it become about finding a partner for her?
The two chatted for a while before Ning Yichu sent Grandma Li downstairs.
On the way back to the office, she suddenly remembered that Grandma Li seemed to have invited Ningning to her birthday party. This was a bit tricky. She couldn't always pretend that she didn't know Ningning, right?
At noon, when it was almost time to get off work, Ning Yichu took out the suit he had prepared and planned to return it to Mo Boyu.
Arriving at the top floor, I knocked on the door and found that the door of the president's office was not closed tightly. Mo Boyu's low voice came from inside, "Vincent?"
There was a hint of urgency in his voice, unlike the calm and relaxed tone from before. Ning Yichu gently pushed the door open. "Mr. Mo, are you looking for Assistant Wen? He seems to have gone to the cafeteria."
Mo Boyu looked up in surprise when he heard the voice, a hint of surprise flashing across his deep black eyes, "Miss Ning?"
"I have washed and ironed your coat." Ning Yichu shook the bag in her hand. She cut off the label, so it was impossible to tell that this was not the original one.
Mo Boyu pondered and pointed to the sofa stool next to him, "Just put it there."
Ning Yichu put down the bag but did not leave immediately because she noticed that Mo Boyu's face was abnormally pale and one hand was covering his stomach, as if he was feeling unwell.
"Boss Mo, are you feeling unwell?"
"It's okay, it's an old problem. I'll be fine after a while." Mo Boyu said, and stood up to get hot water. But he took a few steps and gasped. His tall body staggered and the cup of water almost fell to the ground.
Ning Yichu was quick to move forward and support him, "Be careful!"
Suddenly, a faint fragrance of gardenia wafted through his nose. Mo Boyu pressed his right hand on his abdomen, turned his head and met her gaze. Seeing a hint of concern in her eyes, he said, "Thank you."
"You'd better sit down. I'll pour it for you." Ning Yichu helped him sit back in the big chair and ran to get a cup of hot water. After hesitating again and again, thinking about him and herself several times, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it a stomach problem? Do you have any medicine?"
"I just finished taking the medicine. I was going to ask Vincent to buy some more..." Mo Boyu calmed down for a long time before speaking weakly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Ning Yichu glanced at the time. It was just past twelve o'clock. He didn't know where Assistant Wen was. Looking at how miserable he looked, he knew he wouldn't be able to wait until his assistant came back to buy medicine.
"I remember there's a pharmacy not far downstairs. Wait for me, I'll go buy it right away."
"This is too much trouble for you. After all, you were just forced to stay." Mo Boyu couldn't help but speak.
"No matter what the reason is, I'm getting your salary now, so I should share the boss's worries. Please wait for me. If you really feel uncomfortable, just drink more water..." Ning Yichu said, and then gave a few more instructions before hurriedly running out of the office.
After she left, Mo Boyu stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. Soon he saw a beautiful figure busily running into the pharmacy opposite.
The discomfort in my stomach seemed to be relieved instantly.
Arctic Group is a famous European luxury brand. He is not a pure European, but a mixed-race of Chinese and European. He was not favored in the family and was born with a heart disease.
Everyone expected that he would not live past the age of thirty, and the family never paid any attention to him as the successor.
Just when he thought his life was coming to an end...
She showed up.
She was like a legend. She cured his heart disease in just a few hours of surgery.
He still remembers the scene when he finished taking the anesthesia and was about to fall into coma. He saw a woman in a white coat calmly instructing the medical staff to start the operation.
The mask covered most of her face, but her curved willow-shaped eyebrows, her cheerful expression, her calmness and confidence made it impossible for him to look away.
In the days after he recovered from his illness, he always dreamed of this scene...
An elusive gleam flashed in Mo Boyu's dark eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and then he sat back at his desk.
Not long after, Ning Yichu came back with the medicine, sweating profusely.
Without even taking a rest, he poured another cup of hot water, took out two pills and handed them to Mo Boyu.
Mo Boyu took the medicine and leaned back in his chair to relax for a while. His pale complexion gradually improved.
Ning Yichu often took care of the two children at home, and habitually said, "Mr. Mo, don't underestimate stomach problems. They may seem life-threatening, but the pain is very torturous. Why don't you eat first and then work?"
Mo Boyu covered his stomach with one hand and said, "This is an old problem. It hasn't recurred for a while."
"You can only treat your stomach problems slowly and slowly. Everyone's off work now, so don't work too hard. Besides, there's always work to be done."
Mo Boyu's deep eyes turned, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, "You make me feel that you are not a jade carver, but a doctor I hired."
Ning Yichu was stunned for a moment, then simply walked over and took away the document in front of him, saying with a smile, "Then I'll pretend to be a doctor for once. Let's go and eat first. You can't go hungry with a stomachache."
Mo Boyu's eyes fell on her beautiful face, and he smiled, "I will follow Doctor Ning's orders."
Ning Yichu hadn't heard anyone call her doctor for a long time. Suddenly, she looked at Mo Boyu and said, "Have we met somewhere before?"
Mo Boyu remained calm, "Of course I have, I've noticed you for a long time."
Ning Yichu thought Mo Boyu was so handsome. How could he not have an impression of her if he had seen her before? It was probably because she had seen too many Chinese and European mixed-race people, and handsome men all looked similar.
They went to a very famous zhougong zhoupo restaurant, which was always crowded with people even at noon.
After ordering the dishes, Ning Yichu specifically asked the waiter to make them lighter.
Mo Boyou said softly, "It's hard to imagine that your ex-husband divorced you when you were so gentle and considerate. He must have been a scumbag."
Ning Yichu paused in pouring water, his expression a little stiff.
"I'm sorry to bring up your sad story."
"fine."
Mo Boyu could see that her previous marriage still had a thorn in her heart, and he felt a little bitter. He changed the subject again, "How do you feel about being in the Arctic these few days? Are you used to it?"
"It's pretty good so far. My colleagues are very enthusiastic and the atmosphere is harmonious. By the way, I'd like to discuss incorporating traditional Chinese elements into next season's jade carvings..."
"I reserved this private room in advance. How could you give it to someone else?"
Ning Yichu was halfway through her words when a questioning female voice came from behind her, drowning out her voice.
The female voice sounded familiar. Ning Yichu glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and saw a familiar figure.
Mo Boyu raised his eyebrows slightly and followed her gaze, then a barely perceptible coldness flashed across his eyes.
Oh, it’s them.
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