The next day.
Qu Ting brought a fruit basket to visit Jiang Zao.
Jiang Zao originally did not need to be hospitalized, but Fu Yanci insisted, and with the persuasion of Madam Fu, she had no choice but to stay in the hospital.
"President Jiang," Qu Ting bowed deeply to her, "thank you. If it weren't for you, I would be dead now. You gave me a second life."
Jiang Zao: "Then you should cherish it even more. This world is beautiful. Try to find things that are worth cherishing. You are still young and have a long future ahead of you."
"Mmm." Qu Ting nodded emphatically, looking as if she had truly come to terms with it.
Click!
The ward door opened.
Zheng Xiao walked in.
"What's wrong with you? I haven't been watching you for long and you've already hurt yourself?" Zheng Xiao muttered as she walked inside.
Fu Yanci felt helpless. In order not to disturb Qu Ting's meal, he sat quietly next to her, habitually taking out his phone and logging into his Weibo account.
Zheng Xiao took off his sunglasses. "What's this?"
When they got to the inner ward, they found there was another person there.
Qu Ting: "?"
There weren't many people offering advice to Fu Yanci outside the comments section.
Long Jin chimed in, "Yes, he dug up the Fu family's property."
Man is made of iron, food is made of steel, and one meal is enough to make you feel hungry.
"Does he... really want to continue your marriage of convenience?"
She paused, then asked again, "You're the girl who was going to jump off the building, right?"
Although his singing skills are lacking, his lyrics are indeed terrible, even more so than Jiang Zao himself, who remembers some old songs better than Jiang Zao himself.
In addition, there isn't a single new limited edition Hermès bag yet.
But Zheng Xiao suddenly grabbed your hand and asked expectantly, "Can't you be his assistant? You've always wanted to hear his songs. You can recite the lyrics of almost every song he's ever wanted to hear since his debut."
Long Jin laughed, "So you're saying that's like poaching his girlfriend?"
After finishing the soup, Qu Ting wanted to eat rice, and she immediately recognized the flavor from the first bite.
Jiang Zao could only say "thank you," then smiled at Qu Ting: "You're quite amusing, young lady. Alright, you'll take him away. I'll make sure you keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't repeat the same mistakes he made by saving him."
"Qu Ting, this is my friend Zheng Xiao."
Jiang felt uneasy at the sight of him laughing.
[You ate all the food he cooked, which means you still care about him. Keep it up and keep your eyes open!]
That was the only answer Fu Yanci could give.
You patted Zheng Xiao on the shoulder hard, "Let's encourage each other."
What are all those things?
Zheng Xiao turned to Qu Ting: "President Jiang, can't you resign?"
You're talking about Zheng Xiao, but you're also talking about yourself.
Qu Ting understands me perfectly.
Yes, yes.
After saying that, you glanced at your wrist, which was still wrapped in gauze, and said self-deprecatingly, "But you have the right to say that to him. After all, you are a bad example. Don't follow your example. He is still young and has a long road ahead of him. Find something you hate to do and stop thinking about these things."
When you asked that question during dinner, Fu Yanci didn't say another word. I thought I was angry. You were even prepared to get a divorce as soon as I was discharged from the hospital. But I secretly went to Weibo and wrote a long post.
"Your eyes are so beautiful," Qu Ting said.
Aside from the soups cooked by the chef, I haven't made any new dishes myself.
Jiang Zao glanced at you. "What's he laughing at?"
So he advised, "Don't do anything foolish, especially not for a woman. It's not worth it."
You looked distressed, staring into Jiang Zao's eyes with a forced smile.
Is it just broken, not during your mealtime?
You want to be a real couple with him.
Qu Ting was completely baffled.
As she spoke, Zheng Xiao actually started humming.
Long Jin: "..."
Knowing Qu Ting as I do, if she says it now, she'll definitely drag me to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow.
Were all domineering CEOs back then so schizophrenic?
And just like that, Long Jin became Jiang Zao's assistant.
Before the two left, Fu Yanci arrived, bringing soup prepared by the cook outside his home, but not yet the patient's meal.
"yes."
Would you deliberately starve yourself out of spite or for some other reason?
That's so stupid.
In the morning, Qu Ting happened to come across that Weibo post while chatting online.
Fu Yanci was afraid that Qu Ting would accept it, so he even came up with a bad excuse: "I heard that you have to bring a gift when you visit a patient. You know what I mean. I heard that boys hate that kind of thing, and it's expensive, so I bought him one. I hope he will hate it."
Honestly, you've been following him for quite a while now. He definitely wants to keep his wife, so why don't you hire online trolls to attack him?
Qu Ting immediately understood and nodded: "Bad."
But Fu Yanci can say those words now.
At this moment, Fu Yanci is sitting opposite you with an expression on his face, always looking up at his phone.
At this moment, your inner thought is: "?"
After all, you're still experimenting in that area.
Fu Yanci directly denied it: "Those were made by you. You've tasted them all. Although the taste is not as good as what a chef would make, it's still barely palatable. He'll make do with it for now. Once you're less familiar with it, you won't be able to cook for him every day like before."
Qu Ting's shoulders trembled: "It's not that I find his 'experienced' tone funny."
Long Jin interjected at the opportune moment: "Really? You're trying to forget the past by doing things you hate?"
[He'll be satisfied, right? It's all about the 'package'—did he buy the package? All he says is how much he wants to spend his money.]
And look at the time that Weibo post was published...
You did not agree to that meal.
He then emphasized, "It looks terrible."
"But is he an employee of the Fu family?" Jiang Zao really needs an assistant right now.
"What's up with Master Fu now?" Qu Ting asked while eating. "Is he feeling it's a pity to lose your help, so he's trying to find a way to make up for it?"
Qu Ting scrutinized Zheng Xiao very carefully.
"I don't think so." Jiang Zao's tone was very certain.
"Did they change the cook outside the house?"
To be precise, he was scrutinizing her eyes.
Although it was phrased as a question, it was clear that Zheng Xiao had already guessed that it was Qu Ting.
"He... really wants to see your eyes that badly?"
Zheng Xiao nodded vigorously, her tone very serious: "His eyes are bad."
I wanted to say something to my wife today: They said cooking for you is a sure thing, but your wife is still suspicious. What should I do? Sigh! It's because you ate all the food you cooked! That's so mean. Last time you were going to cook for your wife, but you went to the supermarket to buy groceries, and you even had to buy fewer cookbooks…
Zheng Xiao laughed, "This is really the first time someone has complimented my eyes upon meeting me."
Long Jin couldn't help but laugh.
You thought I was handling some official business, but it turns out I was just playing on Weibo?
Later that evening, Fu Yanci came to deliver dinner.
[Did he learn to cook from a construction site cook? What kind of bad stuff could he possibly make? Even a decent food video online is worse than this.]
Jiang Zao introduced her: "Qu Ting, an employee of Fu's Group."
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