However, presence is sothing hard to diminish, especially for a pretty girl.
The combined beauty of all the won in the room, even after ticulous dressing up, was still incomparable to Xia Wan’an alone.
Therefore, all night, those n seed to be drinking with other won, but in fact, their gazes were always fixed on Xia Wan’an with ill-intent.
...
Han Jingnian, who had been tailing Xia Wan’an the night before, returned from the outskirts to the city in the middle of the night only to find that his fever, which had not subsided, beca more severe.
Once back at the hospital, Xie Lin attempted to lower his fever physically and changed his dication. Not until seven in the morning did Han Jingnian’s fever show any signs of subsiding, and he, who had been in a fevered stupor for most of the night, fell into deep sleep.
He had not rested well nor eaten well for an entire week. To ensure Han Jingnian could sleep longer, Xie Lin added so sleeping pills to his dicine, causing him to wake up only at six in the afternoon.
Despite his hospitalization, the company still had many urgent docunts needing his signature. His secretary, Sun, arrived in his hospital room with a large stack of docunts shortly after he woke up.
Han Jingnian, propped up in bed with an IV in his left hand and a pen in his right, was flipping through and dealing with the docunts.
Around seven thirty, Ai Jiang arrived, holding a docunt and looking hurried, "President Han, Secretary Zhang, Sister Sun, you forgot this docunt. I found it when I was leaving the office, so I rushed to bring it over..."
Han Jingnian kept his attention on the papers and did not pay attention to Ai Jiang.
Since entering the room, Ai Jiang’s gaze had not left Han Jingnian.
Needless to say, this man was incredibly handso. Despite his obvious sickly pallor and the loose hospital gown he wore, nothing could conceal his innate elegance.
"Oh, right...I didn’t realize I had left a docunt till you pointed it out, Ai," Secretary Sun said, taking the docunt from Ai Jiang and realizing she indeed had left one behind.
However, after she took the docunt, a frown creased her forehead. She had checked all docunts before coming to the hospital and was sure she had taken all. How co she still left one behind?
While Secretary Sun was puzzled, Ai Jiang took the initiative to speak, "Well, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. Goodbye President Han, Secretary Zhang, Sister Sun."
Han Jingnian and Secretary Zhang were busy with the urgent docunts and did not respond.
It was still Secretary Sun who responded to Ai Jiang, "Okay, Ai, take it slow on your way."
Ai Jiang nodded with a smile, then looked reluctantly at Han Jingnian. Seeing that he did not look up at her, she turned around with a hint of disappointnt.
As she walked towards the door, she pretended to answer a phone call and took out her mobile phone, "Hello? Wan’an?"
With the end of her words, Ai Jiang casually tossed her hair, catching a glimpse of Han Jingnian, who was busy with the docunts, suddenly looking up at her from the corner of her eye.
Pretending not to notice anything, she kept talking on the phone as she walked out the door, "Are you socializing? Soone keeps pouring you alcohol? You’re drunk already?"
Saying this, Ai Jiang left the ward and considerately closed the door.
Only after she had walked a certain distance did she take the phone, which was not actually on a call, away from her ear and put it into the bag she was carrying.
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