Yun Qiao no longer had the patience to comfort Chen Fengxia. She had given her the solution and had broken it down into pieces before explaining it to her, but Chen Fengxia just wouldn't listen and kept worrying about Ruan Yuping's attitude. What else could she say?
Yun Qiao had just arrived, and the things he had left behind were not yet cleaned up. He really didn't have the time to accompany Chen Fengxia and worry about it.
"Fengxia, relax. This isn't a big deal. Just do what you need to do. Don't be too nervous. The more nervous you are, the easier it will be for others to notice."
Yun Qiao said, "I'm busy right now. I just got back from vacation, and the house isn't cleaned up yet. Can you come see me when I'm free?"
Chen Fengxia sniffed and nodded softly: "Tian, then you go ahead and do your work. I won't bother you anymore."
Yun Qiao: "Goodbye, my friend."
Chen Fengxia turned around slowly, but her feet did not move.
"Anything else?"
Chen Fengxia said with red eyes: "Yun Qiao, can you protect this matter for me and not tell anyone else?"
"Don't worry, protecting patient privacy is a professional obligation as a doctor, and I won't violate it."
After seeing Chen Fengxia off, Yun Qiao stood at the door and let out a long breath.
What a mess! What the hell is going on?
At this time, He Tingjun came out from the communication room next door. Seeing her irritable face, he asked, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Yun Qiao hummed, "I got pissed off by a piece of trash."
After she finished speaking, she took her anger out on He Tingjun and secretly glared at him: "You men are such a loser." She turned around and walked into the health room.
He Tingjun was suddenly scolded and was completely confused.
It is impossible for a man to be angry at his wife. It must be the other man who is wrong.
He Tingjun followed behind Yun Qiao, smiling helplessly, "Little Ancestor, if other men are not good, what does it have to do with me? Don't take your anger out on me."
Yun Qiao snorted softly.
He Tingjun pulled her into his arms and hugged her, lowering his head to coax her: "Don't be unhappy, what happened? Tell me."
Yun Qiao has professional ethics and it is impossible for him to tell He Tingjun about Chen Fengxia's affairs.
She broke free from He Tingjun's embrace: "Men and women shouldn't touch each other, don't touch me."
"Then when can we do it?" He Tingjun turned a deaf ear, stretched out his long arms, and leaned over again.
Yun Qiao: "Not before marriage anyway."
"So when are we getting married?"
The warm lips were pressed against Yun Qiao's ear, and the soft breathing sounds when he spoke spread on her neck, making her feel itchy, as if an electric current was running through it.
Yun Qiao reasonably suspected that He Tingjun was using a honey trap on her.
While she was stunned, the tip of the man's nose was so close to her. Just when Yun Qiao thought the kiss was about to fall, He Tingjun suddenly stopped.
The kiss was inconclusive. The man's voice was low and hoarse: "Is April 10th coming?"
Yun Qiao's birthday on her household registration is April 10th, which is also the day she reaches the legal age for marriage.
Yun Qiao admitted that she was bewitched.
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