Chapter 47: The fragile little girl is extremely insensitive, while the man is extremely insensitive...
The little girl was extremely insensitive. The man had been lingering around everyone with a very low attitude for nearly half an hour before she realized it and felt a chill on the back of her neck.
"What do you think?"
The man refused to admit it and used his low voice to force Xia Yiqing to speak out her heart first.
"I don't know." Being treated like a gorilla wasn't a good feeling. Xia Yiqing retreated, scrambled to her feet, and, holding the plate and bowl, pretended to throw them away.
"Mr. Qi's feelings are probably only understood by the worms in his stomach... Ouch!"
The girl looked at the man with a look of resentment. Her wrist was grabbed, and the man ignored the plate in her hand and pulled hard, forcing her to fall backwards.
Although the plate was kept steady in the air with the help of the man's other hand, the girl's breathing became rapid several times.
"What are you doing?"
The man's dangerous eyes wandered over the girl, like a lion waking up and slowly surveying its territory. "Mr. Qi, who are you calling? Hmm?"
"Ah?" Xia Yiqing shuddered at the storm brewing in the man's eyes. "Here, I'm calling you, ah."
God knows, she, a person who speaks very fluently, was actually scared by the Third Master and hiccuped.
"I am Mr. Qi?"
Qi Hanmu's eyes were dark and gloomy, like the dark ice in the deep sea, gloomy, and pregnant with some emotions that could not be told to outsiders, and they flashed by.
Xia Yiqing only heard the hoarse voice echoing in her ears, "Who is your boyfriend? Answer me."
Her brain froze, and when Xia Yiqing opened her mouth, the word "you" almost slipped out.
She immediately shut up, lowered her head, and pretended she wasn't there.
But right in front of him, the man's shadow never dissipated, like the shadow cast by a giant predator in front of its prey, huge and deep.
"Qingqing," the man's slightly cool fingers brushed Xia Yiqing's cheek and sighed.
“Uncomfortable.”
Speaking of this, Xia Yiqing immediately became energetic.
She raised her head and opened her eyes. Her expression changed from awkward to serious. "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Can you hold on? Do you want to call an ambulance?"
The man, who had finally managed to pretend to be sick, froze. "That's not necessary."
"Then where do you feel uncomfortable?"
The man lowered his eyes, his voice still sounding rather cold, but it was a rare display of weakness. "There are so many people around, I don't want to talk."
The sunlight fell on the skin near the corners of his eyes, which was pale and fragile. The man's breath gently hit Xia Yiqing's hand, feeling slightly cool.
"Okay, let's go back."
Xia Yiqing, who had never seen the ability of a man pretending to be a man, felt her heart soften. Holding the cold hand, the two of them walked towards the office.
As she walked, she kept looking at the road to see if anyone was looking at Qi Hanmu.
Once someone stayed for a longer time, she would immediately become alert, drive Qi Hanmu inside, walk outside herself, and raise her hands to block others' prying eyes.
While helping to hide, Xia Yiqing also took the time to smile at the man, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
The man reached out and pinched the top of the mask, coughing twice. "Qingqing, cough, cough, am I causing you any trouble?"
"It's okay, don't worry about it."
Xia Yiqing, who couldn't stand others showing weakness, was completely fooled by the man, with a smile on her face.
Little did they know that there was a shadow behind the two of them. Luo Miao felt like crying out to the sky, "Third Master, you scared everyone in the company, why are you staying in Xia's company again?"
Moreover, seeing that the Third Master walked unsteadily and almost leaned on his wife, Luo Miao was really puzzled. The Third Master's health should not be so bad.
But, as a qualified special assistant, he quickly figured it out.
The Third Master is doing this to keep in touch with his wife.
As expected of the Third Master, he is bold and reckless.
Xia Yiqing spent the entire afternoon either in meetings or discussing plans with her team members.
She runs between the meeting room and the office.
The reason behind this is that Qi cannot be separated from the responsibility.
Xia Yiqing originally wanted to let Qi Hanmu rest in the office during the meeting, but the office was too simple, with only an office chair, and it was a bit embarrassing when a colleague saw it broken.
She asked the man if he was willing to go to the meeting with her, and Qi Hanmu said he felt dizzy and had a stuffy chest.
Helplessly, Xia Yiqing had to deal with it here and there at the same time, going back and forth between the two.
It wasn't until Qi Hanmu started working that Xia Yiqing finally calmed down and was able to concentrate on the meeting. "Then you stay in the office. I'm going to the meeting."
"Um."
A sharp light flashed in the man's eyes behind his silver-framed glasses, then dissipated, leaving only laziness and a hint of control.
When Xia Yiqing walked out, her stomach was still quite full. The man took advantage of her time to go back to the office to feed her a lot of food, all of which were packed dishes from a six-star hotel.
"Where are you from?"
Qi Hanmu just curled his lips and scooped her a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall with soup. "Eat it, I bought it."
Then the big man tapped the table with his fingertips a few times, sounding very forceful and saying something as if he didn't mean to.
"If you like it, I'll learn it and make it for you."
"Cough cough cough..." Xia Yiqing was startled, barely holding back the abalone in her mouth from choking out, swallowing it, and then slowly smiled.
"That's not necessary. A dignified Third Master shouldn't be so... " He learned to cook just for her.
"It's okay." The man looked calm and composed, in stark contrast to Xia Yiqing.
After eating in a hurry, even though her belly was slightly bulging, Xia Yiqing still insisted on finishing the soup.
It is so delicious that it makes people want to eat it.
Putting down her bowl and chopsticks, Xia Yiqing licked her lips as she met Qi Hanmu's doting gaze. "Um, have you had lunch yet?"
"without."
It is still a simple and clear word.
Xia Yiqing's eyes widened as she stared at the man whose expression remained unchanged. She was once again stunned. "Aren't you hungry? It's already five in the afternoon."
The watch on her hand, which had experienced the kidnapping incident with her, was ticking.
17:07.
"No appetite." The man still didn't want to speak.
Xia Yiqing realized belatedly why she had brought him in. "By the way, you said you were feeling unwell. Could it be that you didn't eat and that caused a stomachache?"
Qi Hanmu's hand, which was resting on his upper abdomen, trembled, his expression seemed a little forced, and a hint of fragility flashed across his face.
Seeing him like this, Xia Yiqing felt even more guilty.
There was nothing on the table except the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. The other dishes were not large in portion, and the man clearly had no appetite, so Xia Yiqing finished them all by herself.
As a result, now even if Qi Hanmu wants to eat, there is nothing to eat.
"I'm sorry, I've finished eating. If you're hungry, why don't you ask them to bring some over."
The man sat there, calm and composed. "They were all brought here by Luo Miao. He's delivering the documents back to the Qi family now, so he can't come back for the time being."
With a rustle, Xia Yiqing's drawer opened, revealing several unopened bags of potato chips.
"If you're hungry, just eat something. I have to go to the meeting first."
My wrist was grabbed and felt cold.
The man's deep voice sounded faintly from behind, not like a ghost seeking revenge in the middle of the night, but his fingertips were too cold, and Xia Yiqing trembled all over as if an electric shock had passed through her body.
"Qingqing," perhaps because every word was carefully considered, the man spoke slowly, giving people a very sincere feeling.
"You go back to Yiyuan tonight."
Hearing this voice, Xia Yiqing admitted that her heart was deeply moved.
Yiyuan is a nice place, with mountains and water, and the villa is very big, so she can choose any room.
The sun shines brightly during the day, and at night you can look up at the starry sky, which is dotted with stars. You can stroll in the garden and enjoy the fragrance of flowers.
"I'm not free tonight."
He blurted it out almost subconsciously. This was not a lie. Qi Hanmu knew it when he saw the girl's unscrupulous eyes.
He felt heartbroken for a moment, then he opened his lips, covered his upper abdomen with his slender knuckles, and slowly applied force and tightened. The handmade suit became wrinkled and became a ball of cloth with a wronged look.
The man's face remained the same, except his lips were a little paler. "Okay."
There seemed to be a strange breath flowing in the air, surrounding the two people. Xia Yiqing thought of something, lowered her head, supported her elbows on the desk, and leaned over.
Qi Hanmu's hand, with its veins exposed, was completely uncovered as it pressed hard against his abdomen, almost digging into it.
"You have a stomachache?"
The girl's gentle words did not have a soothing effect. Instead, they were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the man's already fragile stomach, stirring up the uneasiness inside even more.
"Hmm..." Qi Hanmu frowned slowly.
It was clearly not like this before. I could tolerate anything by myself, but why is it that now, in front of her, these little problems have nowhere to hide?
don't want.
In no mood.
This can't be done.
He was not the one who was loved.
Her feelings for him now only exist in the context of a hero saving a beautiful woman. If he annoys her, she will do the same as before.
Leave him badly.
Moreover, their meeting was not glorious to begin with.
All those things she thought were destined were just carefully planned.
After all, there are not so many "coincidences".
"Uh..." Qi Hanmu closed his eyes.
His eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and cold sweat slowly condensed into solid form, rolling down from the corners of his forehead.
Perhaps it was the surging emotions. The stomach is an organ of emotions, and it twisted violently, like a sponge that was repeatedly squeezed to suck out the moisture inside. Even if I didn't want to, I had to.
The stomach, which had not eaten for a long time, was empty. At this moment, it was stimulated by emotions and became even more dissatisfied. It roared loudly, pushing sour water into its throat.
Nausea, stickiness, and vomiting.
His Adam's apple moved up and down several times, and the leftovers in front of him this time gave off a strong greasy smell. He took a sniff, and it seemed as if the rusty taste and sticky fishy smell in his throat were about to be vomited out.
"If you feel uncomfortable, just let it out. It's not good to hold it in."
Xia Yiqing stretched her legs, flexibly hooked the trash can next to her, and pushed it in front of the man.
An ordinary-looking trash can doesn't look out of place in this office that looks like a storage room.
The man sitting in that ordinary office chair had an extraordinary demeanor.
His hair was fixed on top of his head with hair wax and combed meticulously. The handmade suit he wore was exquisite in style and made of rare fabric.
But he still had the mask on his face, dutifully covering the lower half of his owner's face.
That ordinary blue and white medical mask did not make that handsome face blend in with the crowd. Instead, it made him look even more extraordinary, attracting people's attention.
Perhaps God has also devoted more thought to this man.
It is hard for anyone not to be moved when seeing such an outstanding and proud person revealing his vulnerable side in front of him.
Xia Yiqing originally thought that she was just an ordinary person, but now seeing this scene, she felt a little overwhelmed.
She couldn't even control her hands and wanted to go up and pat the man's shoulder or back to help him feel more comfortable, if possible.
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