Chapter 20 Premier Wen is having a daily episode of illness.
Xia Lele stepped out of the Wen family's gate, the strong sunlight falling on her.
She turned around, looked up at the towering Wen Group building, and felt a surge of strength within her.
His gaze gradually hardened.
As soon as Wen Li returned to her office, the image of the young girl appeared before her.
For some reason, I felt inexplicably relieved.
As he arranged the desserts, he said to the girl, "The desserts are here. Which one would you like to know about first?"
There are three new desserts and two new drinks.
Song Jinhuan pointed to the dessert with its alternating bright yellow and creamy white colors, "What is this? It looks beautiful!"
“Pumpkin cheese.” He glanced at the list and answered accordingly.
"The color scheme looks very bright, I wonder what it tastes like."
I really want to try it.
Her behavior seems like self-torture.
Wen Li scooped out a small spoonful and put it in her mouth; every taste bud was working hard.
"It has a light sweetness and a chewy texture. Overall, it's not bad, but it's a little sticky when swallowing."
Song Jinhuan immediately pushed the drink over, "Don't choke."
Wen Li smiled and picked up the new product, shaking it. "Very thoughtful."
Then, with a smile in his dark eyes, he looked straight at the girl.
The Adam's apple moves up and down.
The gurgling sound of liquid being swallowed was exceptionally clear in the otherwise quiet space.
For some reason, Song Jinhuan felt a little flustered.
Wen Li was clearly drinking a beverage, but what she swallowed didn't seem to be a beverage at all.
"I'm suddenly feeling sleepy, could you let me go back?"
Song Jinhuan's instinctive self-preservation made her want to escape this strange atmosphere as soon as possible.
Wen Li paused, the spoon in her hand still. "But it's not over yet."
The girl fell silent again, her head buried, her hands twisting the hem of her clothes.
Wen Li narrowed his eyes slightly. "Okay."
The girl waited for a while, but the scene in front of her hadn't changed. She didn't dare to look up and cautiously reminded him, "Wen Li, I haven't left yet."
“Look up at me, and I’ll let you leave.”
Song Jinhuan's heart skipped a beat. After a moment of hesitation, she finally looked up.
Unexpectedly, I met a pair of smiling eyes.
This smile was strange, and it made Song Jinhuan feel very uncomfortable.
Wen Li's gaze locked onto her face, and he looked at her quietly for a while before saying meaningfully, "Goodbye."
Before she could even react, she was plunged back into the darkness.
It's like being trapped in a corner of the body, never seeing the light of day, only able to hear the sounds of the outside world.
Song Jinhuan, on the contrary, felt quite at ease.
The girl was no longer in the office; only snacks and drinks remained on the table.
Actually, it doesn't suit his taste at all.
What he meant by "good" was probably that the dessert's appearance appealed to young girls.
Luo Nan received a notification from Wen Li that he would arrive at the hospital in an hour.
Luo Nan had been on tenterhooks for over an hour. The moment he saw Wen Li, he rushed forward, looking him up and down, left and right, and kept asking worriedly, "Are you alright? Is your condition serious?"
Wen Li walked straight to the table and sat down, looking like he was ready to have a serious talk.
"Is there something you can't reveal over the phone that you have to say in person?" Luo Nan followed him over and sat down opposite him.
Wen Li never takes the initiative to contact him, so Luo Nan was naturally worried about her unusual behavior today.
"The specifics cannot be explained over the phone."
The man in the suit pushed a document over.
Luo Nan frowned, flipping through the pages with a puzzled look, when he heard Wen Li's deep voice.
"Su Kui, 21 years old, in a vegetative state."
"I want to see her."
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