Chapter 15
A bowl of chicken soup
Xu was kicked out again, but this time she had a smile in her eyes, unlike last time when she was dejected.
"How can getting President Jiang to sign something make you happy?"
He Shuyi, sitting at her workstation, reached out to Xu Que, whose hands were empty: "Where are my documents?"
“Oh,” Xu replied with a smile, “I forgot.”
He Shuyi: "......"
"Then what did you go in there for?"
No sooner had she asked than Xu Que's face turned strangely red.
He Shuyi: "???"
He Shuyi: "!!!"
It smelled like melon. She immediately leaned closer, her face beaming with excitement: "You and President Jiang..."
Xu interrupted her, blushing, "Mr. Jiang and I are innocent!"
"Yes, yes, you two are innocent."
He Shuyi pulled her back to her workstation and asked in a low voice, "What happened between you, who is innocent, and President Jiang, who is innocent?"
Xu remained silent, only her blush deepened.
"Never mind, I already know even if you don't say it." He Shuyi, seemingly lost in thought, smiled and encouraged Xu Que, "Go for it! I've always believed in you and President Jiang!"
Xu couldn't help but turn back to look at the closed office door, wondering if Jiang Fengyi was feeling better and if she would continue to feel unwell.
"Hey!" He Shuyi shook her shoulders vigorously. "What are you daydreaming about? Didn't you hear me talking to you?"
"Wh-what?"
“I knew you weren’t listening,” He Shuyi repeated, “Our department is going to a newly opened resort in a neighboring city for team building this week. Do you want to join us?”
Xu didn't say whether he wanted to participate or not, but instead asked her, "Jiang Feng... is President Jiang going?"
He Shuyi shrugged: "I haven't had a chance to ask President Jiang yet."
"I'll follow General Manager Jiang."
"Alright, alright, I know you're deeply in love with President Jiang."
Xu kept an eye on the closed office door, but unfortunately, no one came out until the end of the workday.
She stood up abruptly.
He Shuyi, who was packing up to leave work, was startled.
"Is there something you need?"
"I left a document in President Jiang's office. I'll go get it."
He Shuyi advised her, "It's almost time to get off work, how about tomorrow..."
"It's alright, you can go first."
As she spoke, she lifted her leg and walked into the office.
He Shuyi scratched her head at her workstation, wondering to herself: Is Xu going in and out of President Jiang's office a little too often?
The furnishings in the room were no different from Xu Que's, but this time Xu Que felt that everything was beautiful, and the most beautiful thing was Jiang Fengyi, who was buried in her work at the desk.
No longer affected by pheromones, she has returned to her usual aloof, composed, and calm demeanor, focusing solely on her work without even lifting her eyelids.
"Doesn't President Jiang see who's come in?"
"You're the only one who's ever entered my office without knocking."
Xu was speechless. She walked straight up to Jiang Fengyi before stopping.
"Then why didn't President Jiang ask me why I came in?"
Jiang Fengyi stared intently at the report on the computer screen: "The folder you left behind is on my right, the one that's kept separately."
Xu wanted to talk to Jiang Fengyi a little more, but seeing how busy she was, he couldn't bear to bother her any longer.
I could only sit quietly to the side, waiting for her to finish.
Night falls and the city lights come on.
After finishing her overtime work, Jiang Fengyi twisted her stiff neck, raised her arms above her head, and stretched back comfortably.
The work I was working on has finally come to an end.
Only then did she have a chance to look at Xu Que on the sofa.
The person on the sofa had fallen asleep sometime earlier, with an orange blanket placed under her head as a pillow. Her face was turned towards Jiang Fengyi, the cold white light shining directly on her face, and her overly long eyelashes cast dark blue shadows below her eyelids.
Jiang Fengyi was about to go over and wake the person up when she caught a glimpse of the changes in her office.
The files that were piled up messily on the desktop were neatly arranged according to their categories, and the security guards on the sofa were arranged in a row as if by obsessive-compulsive disorder, with the spacing between adjacent ones being exactly the same.
Although there was a cleaning lady in Jiang Fengyi's office, she never touched her documents, and Wu Qi would not take the initiative to look through the documents that Jiang Fengyi gave to others, so the office was both clean and messy.
After Xu Que finished tidying up, Jiang Fengyi immediately felt that the office looked much better. Xu Que had completed such a huge workload all by himself; no wonder he slept so soundly.
Jiang Fengyi moved quietly, bypassing the square handbag in front of the low table, and tiptoed to Xu Que, bowing her head to quietly observe Xu Que in his sleep.
The gaze travels from the eyebrows and eyes down the tip of the nose, down the thin lips, jawline, collarbone...
"Hmm..."
What are you looking at?
As soon as Xu opened her eyes, she saw the person from her dream appear in front of her, so close that she clutched her wildly beating heart.
He asked casually, "Is there something dirty on my face?"
Perhaps it was dust from organizing the documents, but in order to maintain a good image in front of Jiang Fengyi, Xu wiped his face with his hand without saying a word.
Jiang Fengyi hadn't expected Xu to suddenly wake up. Just as she was trying to find an excuse to justify her behavior, the other person provided her with a pretext.
She continued, following Xu Que's words: "This is a little dirty, let me wipe it for you."
He casually rubbed his fingers against Xu Que's cheek a few times, pretending to wipe it clean.
"Okay, that's all for now."
Although Xu was puzzled, he still thanked her, saying, "Th...thank you."
Although Jiang Fengyi's hand landed on her cheek, she didn't use any force at all. Could a few light touches really wipe away the dirt? She was suspicious.
When he looked up again, he saw Jiang Fengyi's hurriedly turned back and her bright red ears, and finally understood.
She wanted Jiang Fengyi to see it openly and honestly, but she was afraid of scaring him, so she simply pretended not to know.
Are you done with work?
"Hmm, that's about right."
Jiang Fengyi had finished her work for the day, but Xu had already tidied up the documents on her desk, so she took the opportunity to move on to the next part of her work.
At the same time, she also harbored some doubts about how to face Xu Que.
"That's about enough, let's have some chicken soup,"
Xu opened the handbag on the low table; the pale yellow packaging bag complemented the knitted blanket on the sofa.
In the cold office, Xu Que's belongings gradually filled in, silently intruding into his life.
"What kind of chicken soup?"
Jiang Fengyi was puzzled.
"Where did this chicken soup come from?"
Xu had already unscrewed the lid, and instantly, the rich aroma of chicken soup filled Jiang Fengyi's nose.
As she ladled out the soup, she explained to Jiang Fengyi, "I put it in the pot in advance and set the timer. I originally planned for us to drink it when we got home after get off work."
A full bowl was placed in front of Jiang Fengyi.
"We didn't take into account that you need to work overtime, so we had to find a delivery person to serve the soup and bring it over."
"You must be hungry after working for so long. Let's have some soup to tide us over."
The office lights were still in a cool tone, but Jiang Fengyi felt a warm feeling from the rising steam of the chicken soup.
Jiang Fengyi took a sip of chicken soup, and the warm soup soothed her internal organs, making her feel enveloped in warmth.
Xu Que: "By the way, do you want to join the department team this weekend...?"
Jiang Fengyi: "We're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate this Friday."
The two spoke at the same time.
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