Chapter 1007: Chapter 1007: Making a Scene, Secret Past (7) Chapter 1007: Chapter 1007: Making a Scene, Secret Past (7) Su Hongxing watched Lin Zhi get into the taxi. As the taxi drove into the curtain of rain and gradually disappeared, she finally snapped back to reality. She went to a pharmacy, bought so dicine, then returned to the Lugang Building.
But as soon as she reached the entrance, she found Ye Qilan waiting for her.
“On rainy days, don’t run around. Others can help you with things like buying dicine,” Ye Qilan stepped close to Su Hongxing and then consciously stepped back a few paces to keep a distance, fearing he might pass on his cold germs to Su Hongxing.
Su Hongxing passed him the dicine and also handed him a mask, “I bought the dicine in a hurry just to prevent you from passing the cold to .”
She initially wanted to discuss Lin Zhi with Ye Qilan, but seeing his exhausted appearance, she opted not to disturb him.
Ye Qilan returned to his office, and Su Hongxing did not share the sa space with him because she was pregnant and feared getting infected.
However, after taking the dicine, Ye Qilan did not get better; instead, he developed a high fever by evening.
After struggling through half the night, Ye Qilan’s fever finally subsided, and he dozed off.
Su Hongxing watched from a distance, not daring to co closer. During his fever, he babbled incoherently, sotis calling her na, sotis calling for Little Pudding.
She had never seen Ye Qilan so vulnerable; it was heart-wrenching.
Realizing she actually felt “heart-wrenching” for Ye Qilan made Su Hongxing smile bitterly.
A man who had everything, it felt strange to feel pity for him, right?
That night, Su Hongxing did not sleep well, waking up frequently to find that Ye Qilan finally had a good sleep, which put her at ease.
The next morning, Su Hongxing was still drowsy and felt soone touching her face. She opened her bleary eyes and saw it was Ye Qilan. She touched his face, muttering, “No more fever, are you completely better now?”
Ye Qilan grabbed her hand, gazing intensely at her.
At that mont, Su Hongxing’s drowsiness vanished. She struggled to her feet and realized she was on the sofa.
“Take a day off today. Rest at ho,” Ye Qilan picked up Su Hongxing, wanting to kiss her but stopped, fearing he might still be contagious.
Su Hongxing awkwardly sat on Ye Qilan’s lap, punching him lightly, “Are you not worried about passing your cold to ?”
“I just want to hold you for a while.” Ye Qilan let Su Hongxing put a mask on him again.
Su Hongxing yawned repeatedly and soon fell asleep.
Ye Qilan watched her sleep soundly, his eyes and brow softening. Just then, Age walked into the room and paused, fixing his gaze on the scene.
Ye Qilan signaled for Age to step out until Su Hongxing was soundly asleep. He then placed her back on the bed, tucked her in, and left the bedroom.
“Sir just got better; maybe you shouldn’t go to work today?” Age whispered.
Ye Qilan nodded, “Hmm, I’ll rest at ho for three days. Let Fu Yan handle everything.”
Age was a bit stupefied upon hearing this; he didn’t expect Ye Qilan to be so agreeable.
Seeing him still standing there, Ye Qilan added, “Make so dishes Amou likes to eat and stew so nourishing soup to suit her taste. She was very tired yesterday.”
Age thought to himself that last night, Su Hongxing had done nothing but watch from a distance. Everyone had kept her away from Ye Qilan, given that both she and her unborn child were national treasures. No one dared to neglect that.
How could Su Hongxing be tired then?
Of course, these blunt truths he dared not speak but simply acted according to orders.
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