Contract marriage, don't be tempted, President

Fu Yexing worked overtime for several days in the company

"Look at what time it is. Do you need to work so hard? If you get sick, Xiao Mu will probably be worried again," Fu Cheng reminded him.

Fu Yexing leaned forward and coughed. Then he waved his hand, "I'm fine. I still have some work tonight. If you're fine, go to the staff dormitory and rest."

Fu Cheng took the document from his hand

"How many days? Are you so careless? Should I get a doctor for you?"

"No, I've already taken the medicine. You can go down first."

Seeing this, Fu Cheng didn't know what to say. He knew that the only one who could persuade him was Lin Yahui.

That night, Lin Yahui changed into a plain long dress and ran to Fu Group to find him.

She arrived downstairs at Fu's building. Almost all the people in the office had left, except for the president's office, which was brightly lit.

She slipped in and quietly arrived outside the president's office.

Fu Cheng did not leave and stayed outside. He was relieved only when he saw Lin Yahui coming.

"Little Wood"

"Brother Cheng, how is he?"

Fu Cheng hesitated.

"He's sick, with a slight cough. He doesn't seem to have taken his medicine, and he doesn't rest for more than three hours a day these days. You'd better persuade him as soon as possible."

"I understand, leave it to me."

Lin Yahui approached the glass window and heard a violent coughing sound from inside. She was a little worried and knocked on the door gently from outside.

"Enter"

A weak male voice came from inside.

Lin Yahui pushed the door open and saw a man in a suit in front of her. He was leaning back in his seat, rubbing his temple, holding a document in one hand.

He didn't say anything, as if waiting for the person who came in front of him to speak.

Lin Yahui walked up to him and put her hand on his forehead.

Fu Yexing's body stiffened, and he was about to explode, but the familiar touch prevented him from doing so.

He slowly opened his eyes, and Lin Yahui in a white dress came into view.

Fu Yexing's eyes were filled with surprise.

He put down the documents in his hand and let the little girl sit on his lap.

He smiled faintly, "Why are you here?"

Before Lin Yahui could speak

Fu Yexing tilted his head to one side and coughed a few times.

Lin Yahui patted his back to help him calm down.

"Axing, you're so hot, you have a fever."

"I didn't notice, maybe."

"Have you taken your medicine?" Lin Yahui put on what she thought was a fierce expression.

Fu Yexing pointed to the drawer and said, "I've eaten."

Lin Yahui didn't believe it, so she reached out to open the drawer, took out the cold medicine and opened it.

"You lied to me," Lin Yahui curled her lips. "This medicine has obviously not been touched."

Fu Yexing sighed softly, "A bit busy"

"Being busy is not an excuse." Lin Yahui stood up and took a glass of water and handed it to him. "Take the medicine. If you don't want to take it, I'll feed you."

"Then feed me."

Lin Yahui looked at him helplessly, took out the medicine, drank a sip of water, then kissed his lips and fed it to Fu Yexing.

Fu Yexing grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms, and with his other hand he held the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

After Lin Yahui escaped, she moved the bed from the president's office over.

Then he pushed Fu Yexing to the bed and took over to complete the rest of the work.

"Baby, let me do it..."

Lin Yahui interrupted him

"I am the president of the company after all. Are you worried about me? I haven't been involved in company affairs for a long time. I am a little unfamiliar with it."

After saying that, she glanced at Fu Yexing.

"Axing, are these contracts... important?"

Fu Yexing's doting smile

"It's okay, it's broken, as long as you are happy."