Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

"Brother, I'm attracted to your mental illness. You're so sick," He Yu smiled and approached her, "As long as you're with me, you can scold me as much as you want."

Yun Nian: “…”

"Would you consider it?"

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Yun Nian had no more food to vomit in her stomach. Her face turned from blue to purple, and even slightly pale.

He Yu didn't notice anything, and said in a roundabout way: "Good sister~"

"Leave far away!"

In the end, Yun Nian threw a stone she picked up from the roadside at him and left, because slapping him was too dirty and she couldn't overcome the fear in her heart.

He Yu was left alone, holding his thigh that was hit by a stone, staring at her back and wailing.

After he recovered from the pain, he looked at the messy sports car and smoothed his short hair.

I have never seen such a hot girl in my life. An unprecedented desire to conquer her is spreading through my bones.

Interesting enough, I like it more.

……

Central area, Shen Group.

Since Qi Yan left in the morning, she has not entered the office again. She is nowhere to be seen among the other secretaries and employees coming in and out.

Shen Rao also kept working with his eyes downcast without asking her where she was. He didn't even eat lunch and continued to read documents and sign, as if he had returned to his previous workaholic mode.

But Chen Huai was very anxious and looked at Qi Yan who was sitting in his office.

She took a piece of pear candy and turned it in her hand from time to time, not eating it, just looking at it, her eyes unclear under her slightly drooping eyelashes.

After she left Shen's for a while in the morning, she felt something was wrong.

As for what was wrong, Chen Huai couldn't tell.

It just feels like... people are becoming more indifferent?

Thinking of this, Chen Huai carefully reminded: "Miss Qi, the president doesn't eat lunch and is still working."

"Oh."

Chen Huai: “……?”

Just 'oh'?

Where is your previous concern?

Chen Huai looked at her in disbelief.

"You also know that the president's stomach is not in good condition. It took a lot of effort to restore it under your supervision. We can't give up halfway."

"Ah."

Qi Yan didn't know whether he heard it or not, and didn't even open his eyelids.

Chen Huai: “…”

He didn't say much and pushed the lunch that was returned to the table forward.

"I'd like to ask you to help deliver the meal. It's a good opportunity for you to have some fun with the president."

Qi Yan stuffed the candy back into his pocket and said, "Okay."

'Knock knock knock—'

There were three knocks on the door, and Shen Rao knew who it was just by listening to the characteristics of the knocks.

He lowered his head to sign the document with an indifferent expression, but the slightly pale fingertips holding the pen still betrayed his aggrieved mood.

Qi Yan put the lunch on the low table in the rest area and said in a light tone.

"Shen Rao, it's time to eat."

No one knew who he was angry with. Shen Rao sat motionless in the boss chair, his voice cold and emotionless.

"I don't want to eat it. If you want to eat it, eat it yourself."

Qi Yan stood at the table with one hand on her waist and looked at him, without trying to coax him: "Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." Shen Rao was also tough.

"Okay, I'll eat it then."

Qi Yan sat down and opened her lunch box. It was a takeaway from a nearby high-end restaurant. The food inside was matched according to Shen Rao's preferences. She was never picky about food, so she picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Shen Rao: “…”

Seeing that she really didn't care about him, Shen Rao felt a little stomachache.

He covered his aching stomach, held the pen, and his thin lips formed a sarcastic arc.

When someone is in pain, even the stomach starts to act up.

In the past, this discomfort was not a big deal to him, but now it seems extremely abrupt and unbearable.

Shen Rao no longer cared about his stomach discomfort, nor did he care about Qi Yan who was eating, and picked up another stack of information.

There was a lot of work to do at the beginning of the year and he was very busy. He put aside his chaotic emotions and began to look at the reports carefully.

Not far away, Qi Yan held chopsticks between her fingers, her eyes fixed on him, and all the little movements just now were seen by her.

The cold and mature profile is more mature than three years ago, with smooth and clear contour lines.

Once he gets into work mode, he turns back into the unattainable head of the Shen family.

Cool and noble, elegant and calm.

There was a strong disconnect between her and Shen Rao, who was blushing and panting in front of her.

An unknown trace flashed across Qi Yan's usually calm eyes.

After she finished eating, she packed up her lunch box and left the office.

Shen Rao did not stop her, and Qi Yan did not say anything. The office door closed and the air fell into silence.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation and a slight pain in his stomach stirred his nerve endings, and her indifferent back echoed before his eyes.

Shen Rao suddenly grasped the armrest of the boss chair, and the armrest made a teeth-grinding creaking sound due to the force. The familiar manic factor was constantly eroding his sanity.

The stretched back muscles protruded from the suit, heaving with unimaginable violence, and he was trying his best to endure the suffocation.

Shen Rao held his forehead, which was aching, and tried to control his desire to destroy things. His twisted thoughts were reminiscing.

Did he take his medicine today?

The answer is: He didn’t eat it.

Haven't eaten recently.

Unable to hold back his anger any longer, just as Shen Rao stood up and was about to overturn everything on the table, the office door was pushed open again. Qi Yan stood at the door holding something and looked at him strangely.

"Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Shen Rao: “…”

Shen Rao's anger was stuck in his chest until he saw the delivery box with "Xingyue Pavilion" printed on it in her hand. Then it went out like a dud.

"Where have you been?"

The cold voice still had no emotion, but one could inexplicably hear a hint of grievance.

"I'll get you takeout."

Qi Yan answered truthfully and lifted the food box in his hand towards him, "Xingyue Pavilion's porridge, I remember you liked it last time."

Shen Rao is different from Qi Yan, who is easy to support.

He is very particular about food and is a pampered person. He won't eat this and is allergic to that. When he had dinner at Xingyue Pavilion before, he drank more of this porridge, and Qi Yan remembered it.

"I told you, I'm not hungry and I don't want to eat."

Even though he was mad when he saw her silenced, Shen Rao's resentment towards her had not subsided.

"Your stomach can't live without food," Qi Yan put down the food box and looked at him seriously, "It doesn't matter if you're angry with me, just don't hurt your body."

"..."

Shen Rao placed one hand on the desk, his thin lips pressed into a straight line. After a few seconds, he grinned with a somewhat cold smile.

"You still know that I'm angry?"

"I know," Qi Yan said calmly, "Come and drink some porridge to relieve your stomachache before you get angry with me."

Shen Rao was annoyed by her indifferent look, but her concern also touched his heart. The two conflicting senses impacted his whole body.

Shen Rao just loved her angrily.

"I don't want to eat." He became stubborn.

"Does your stomach hurt?" Qi Yan asked.

Shen Rao sneered: "What does it have to do with you? Who are you to me?"

He used these words to pierce her, but Qi Yan's expression didn't change at all, and she answered him slowly.

"You choose your fiancée."

"..."

Shen Rao stared at her, his lips pursed tightly, "I made the right choice, but... did you choose me?"

There was an imperceptible tremor in the end of his voice.

Qi Yan paused while serving the food. The warmth of the porridge penetrated through the thermos box and warmed her palms. The figure of the person in front of her was reflected in her clear eyes.