Qi Yu ate a cup of coffee and left. Lan Qingyue "fully demonstrated" the respect of a qualified subordinate, personally seeing Qi Yu off at the gate. His black car drove further and further away on the wide road, finally disappearing as a small dot.
Lan Qingyue instantly lost her composure, skipping and hopping back into the house without any regard for her image. She took out her phone and started ordering takeout, ordering four meat dishes, one vegetable dish, one soup, and one porridge. After paying, she collapsed onto the sofa like a powerless octopus, listlessly complaining of being hungry.
"Wait a minute, where are my earrings?" Lan Qingyue, who was almost drooling over the delicious food, suddenly remembered this. She had been so busy making coffee for Qi Yu and eagerly waiting for him to leave that she had forgotten the real reason he was here.
Forget it, it's just an earring, I don't want it. Food is the most important thing. My phone rang, but Lan Qingyue didn't check her contacts. She assumed the food had arrived and happily said, "Hello, is the food here? I'll go get it right now."
"You think I'm a delivery guy?" A familiar voice, suppressing emotions. This...this is clearly Qi Yu, who has just finished making a cup of coffee. Why is he calling again?
Lan Qingyue's ears burned with embarrassment, and her cheeks flushed rapidly. She regretfully fiddled with the cushion and explained truthfully, "President Qi, that's not what I meant. I thought it was a salesman. I didn't read the note."
"Didn't you have dinner?" Qi Yu didn't "hold a grudge" against Lan Qingyue, but she could clearly sense a hint of displeasure in his voice.
"No, I was so tired when I got back that I just took a nap."
"Yes, the earrings are in the little box on the coffee table. Take a look." Qi Yu said, and hung up the phone before Lan Qingyue could think of a reply.
She stared blankly at the black screen of her phone, lost in thought. This Qi Yu is not normal, really not normal. How could a company boss treat his artists so... so abnormally?
Lan Qingyue opened the original owner's phone call log. Actually, they had very few call logs. She scrolled for a long time before finding one that was more than a month ago. She didn't know if the original owner had deleted the other call logs, but at least she couldn't see anything wrong with this one.
As soon as the food delivery call came in, Lan Qingyue put all her questions out of her mind.
With nothing planned for the next day, Lan Qingyue was lounging at home when she received a call from Liu Liqi, "Qingqing, have you finished recording the first episode of your variety show? Do you have any plans? If not, I'll come find you."
Lan Qingyue lay on the bed, still a little dazed, and blurted out, "No arrangements."
She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking, but it was too late. Liu Liqi heard her and said, "Then I'll come find you at twelve o'clock."
"Alright..."
Liu Liqi arrived quickly. Lan Qingyue was still lying in bed resting with her eyes closed. She went downstairs to open the door with her hair all messy, which was a stark contrast to the carefully dressed Liu Liqi.
"No way, Qingqing, your appearance is too..." Liu Liqi stared in disbelief, then placed her hand on Lan Qingyue's forehead to check her temperature; it was normal.
"I'm fine, I'm just exhausted." Lan Qingyue waved Liu Liqi's hand away, half-closed her eyes, found the sofa, and immediately pounced on it, taking up the whole sofa by herself. "I feel like I can never get enough sleep. If you hadn't come, I would have slept until the end of time."
I just wanted to get a good night's sleep, but I'm either woken up by my stomach or by a phone call. It's so hard.
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