Rebirth, the domineering president's unbridled love

"I really want to pry your head open to see what's inside." Duan Yuchen looked helpless. He really wanted to know why Feng Bo was always so stupid recently. "Hurry up and call Meng Yu and ask him to go to Cui Yu Mansion now." Duan Yuchen walked out while holding Qiao Jingyu. He didn't want to waste any more time. "Why are you still standing there? Go drive the car!"

When Feng Bo heard this, his heart tightened. He knew that he had done something wrong again this time. He quickly picked up his phone to call Meng Yu, then ran to drive.

When Qiao Jingyu opened her eyes dazedly, she felt a little headache. She looked around and found herself in an unfamiliar place. She felt a little confused, "Where is this?" She tried to recall what had happened before, but her mind was in a mess.

Qiao Jingyu tried to wake herself up. She remembered that she seemed to be in Duan Yuchen's office, and then Duan Yuchen seemed to touch her face. She was so excited that she fainted. She didn't know how she got here, nor did she know what happened.

Qiao Jingyu sat up and began to observe the surrounding environment. She found that the decoration of this room was very simple and luxurious, without too many decorative items, only some simple furniture and decorations. The color tone of the room was mainly gray, which looked very low-key and elegant.

Qiao Jingyu lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but suddenly she found a band-aid on the back of her hand. She frowned in confusion, wondering if she had been given an injection? At this moment, the door was pushed open and an aunt who looked about fifty years old walked in. Seeing Qiao Jingyu wake up, she immediately smiled and said, "Miss Qiao, you are finally awake! I will tell Yuchen right away." After that, she walked out of the room happily. Before Qiao Jingyu could ask the aunt where this place was, she heard footsteps approaching again.

A few seconds later, the door was gently pushed open, and Duan Yuchen walked into the room. He looked at Qiao Jingyu and asked softly, "Are you awake?" Then, he walked to the bedside and raised his hand to touch Qiao Jingyu's forehead, but Qiao Jingyu was a little embarrassed and subconsciously dodged. Duan Yuchen seemed to notice her embarrassment and explained, "I just wanted to see if your fever has subsided. The wound on your knee is inflamed, which caused your fever. Didn't you apply medicine to this wound properly?"

"The wound is inflamed? I disinfected it myself today!" Qiao Jingyu looked at Duan Yuchen with a puzzled look, thinking to herself: Did I not disinfect it thoroughly enough? When she woke up this morning, she felt dizzy and weak all over, but she didn't realize that the problem was with the wound on her knee. She originally thought that she just didn't get enough rest recently, which was why she felt so uncomfortable, and she didn't expect that it was a symptom caused by the infection of the wound.

Duan Yuchen frowned, with concern in his eyes. He scolded: "How can you, a girl, not know how to take care of your body! You have to disinfect and apply medicine to your wound every day before it scabs over." His tone carried a hint of worry and helplessness.

Qiao Jingyu smiled awkwardly, trying to hide her inner uneasiness. She nodded slightly, indicating that she understood what Duan Yuchen meant. However, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "By the way, where is Mr. Duan?" She looked around.

Duan Yuchen calmly replied, "This is my home, and this is my room." His voice was calm and low, as if he had anticipated Qiao Jingyu's reaction. Qiao Jingyu was shocked to hear this answer. She widened her eyes and asked in disbelief, "You, your home..." Her voice trembled, and her face was full of astonishment.

The aunt who had just gone out came in with a bowl of millet porridge and a dish of side dishes, smiling, "Ms. Qiao, you are the first girl that Yuchen brought home! You are so beautiful. How old are you this year? Where do you live? Do you have a boyfriend? You and Yuchen..."

"Mother Song!" Duan Yuchen shook his head helplessly, "Aren't you afraid that you will scare her like this?"

"Ah?" Song Ma was stunned for a moment. "I was just so happy that I didn't think so much. Please don't be offended, Miss Qiao! This is the freshly cooked millet porridge and some side dishes. Please have some."

Qiao Jingyu took the porridge and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you. Just call me Jingyu."

Song Ma showed a relieved smile on her face, "Okay, okay, Jingyu, come back often with Yuchen in the future, and I will make delicious food for you. I can cook."

Qiao Jingyu nodded, "Thank you, Aunt Song."

Duan Yuchen looked at Qiao Jingyu, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "You should eat first, and then take a rest after eating."

Qiao Jingyu nodded slightly and began to drink the porridge. The millet porridge was sweet and delicious, making her feel warm and comfortable.

Mother Song looked at Qiao Jingyu while she was eating and secretly sighed in her heart: This girl is so well-behaved and cute, no wonder Pei Ting likes her.

Song Ma looked at Qiao Jingyu kindly and was particularly satisfied with her. She liked Qiao Jingyu the first time she saw her. Song Ma gently patted Duan Yuchen's shoulder and motioned him to come out with her, "Jingyu, it's a little hot, eat slowly."

Duan Yuchen walked to the door and suddenly thought of something. He turned around and said, "When you were unconscious, your phone rang several times. I thought it was your friend or family member who wanted to talk to you, so I answered it for you."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Duan."

When Song Ma saw Duan Yuchen coming out, she quickly said to him, "Yuchen! You have to be proactive and passionate when chasing girls, otherwise how can you chase girls!"

Duan Yuchen heard what Song Ma said, and he held his forehead with his hand, and said helplessly, "Song Ma, what are you thinking about? Miss Qiao and I are not what you think."

Song Ma has taken care of Duan Yuchen since he was born. She knows Duan Yuchen very well. She looked at Duan Yuchen in confusion, "Since you took over the servant, you have never been home before 9 o'clock, and you never let any woman touch you. But today you brought Miss Qiao back and even took her into your bedroom. Don't think of lying to me."

Duan Yuchen was silent for a while, then said, "How could I lie to you? The group has a project recently, and the blueprints were drawn by Miss Qiao. Today, Miss Qiao came to the company to deliver the blueprints, and she suddenly had a high fever and fainted. Can I just ignore it? And she is Xiaobai's classmate."

"Is that so?" Song Ma said with some disappointment. When she saw Duan Yuchen coming back with Qiao Jingyu in his arms, she thought that Duan Yuchen had finally come to his senses, but she didn't expect it to be a false alarm.

"Yeah." Duan Yuchen knew that Song Ma was concerned about him, so he comforted her, "Song Ma, don't worry, I will bring him back when the time comes. But don't tell my grandma about this, or she will bombard me with calls again."