When Bei Jing woke up again, it was already noon. The first thing she saw was Jun Chen, dressed in pajamas, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Junchen had a laptop on his lap, his head slightly lowered, and his fingers tapping on the laptop.
Perhaps noticing her gaze, Junchen looked up at her.
"You're awake? How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
Bei Jing sat up in bed and rubbed his head. "Hmm, I feel better. Why didn't you go to the company?"
She remembered that Junchen wasn't home at this time.
Junchen raised his hand and ruffled Beijing's hair. A handsome smile curved his lips.
"I am the company president." The implication is that I can go if I want, and I don't have to go if I don't want to.
Bei Jing rolled his eyes: Damn it, those evil capitalists.
I suddenly remembered it's Tuesday, so... "Did you ask for leave for me?"
"Yes, teacher, you can rest well for a few days."
Thinking back to the teacher's anxious and fearful attitude when I called,
He was a little curious, so what kind of presence did the little guy have at school?
The teacher would probably be happier if I just didn't go.
Bei Jing thought to himself silently.
Who told her to have such a bad temper and come from a powerful family? Even though she spends all her time sleeping, she still gets the best grades in her grade!
Are you angry? Are you angry?
Is there a way? No!
However, Beifeng was unaware of this situation, even though he attended every parent-teacher conference.
But which teacher would dare say anything bad about Bei Jing? Although Bei Jing has a bad temper, he can help keep those rich kids in check.
Besides, his grades speak for themselves—he's first in his grade! And his family is one of the two wealthiest families in the capital!
They're too busy showering each other with compliments to even bother reporting on Beijing Film Academy?
No way! The teachers aren't stupid!
After Bei Jing got up, brushed her teeth, and washed her face, the maid urged her to eat, saying that Jun Chen had personally cooked millet and pumpkin porridge especially for her.
Bei Jing took a bite, and it tasted surprisingly good!
The thought that Junchen, such a grown man, would personally cook porridge for him made Beijing feel a rare pang of conscience.
"Well, I have a friend who is a very good doctor."
Her voice was not as cold and clear as usual, but rather carried a hint of sickly coquettishness.
"Hmm?" Jun Chen's dark eyes showed a hint of doubt as he looked at the little guy who was eating with his head down.
"What I mean is, aren't you... unable to perform in that area? My friend happens to be very knowledgeable about it."
Seeing that Junchen didn't understand, Beijing didn't mince words anymore. Meeting those dark brown eyes, he spoke directly.
Although she was in severe stomach pain at the time, she still heard what Junchen's doctor friend said.
She had previously wondered why the old man, who was already twenty-four, didn't have a girlfriend. She thought he was impotent. No wonder.
I never imagined that such a perfect man possessed intelligence, power, money, good looks, and a great physique all in one.
He's impotent! Indeed, God is fair.
System chirp "..."
Lord Fengjun is impotent? That shouldn't be the case. It clearly scanned him before, and Lord Fengjun is excellent in that area!
How could it stop working after only a few days?!
Junchen “…”
At this moment, Jun Chen felt the veins on his forehead throbbing as he met the little guy's bright black eyes.
His usually aloof and dignified face was now tinged with an inexplicable ambiguity. He bent down, his tall frame leaning towards Bei Jing.
"How will I know if I can do it or not if I don't try?"
A warm breath brushed against Bei Jing's neck, his voice deep and magnetic, yet with an aggressive intensity.
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