Quite awkward

She had nightmares all night, as if there was a force pressing Qi Yu down on the bed, preventing her from getting up.

The incoming call rang again and again, from different people.

She fumbled for her phone and answered the call in a daze.

"Qi Yu, get up and have breakfast!"

It was Mu Chenan's low and hoarse voice that seemed to contain sand.

Qi Yu glanced at the environment he was in and took a few seconds to come back to his senses.

Yesterday she met Mu Chenan and stayed in his villa.

It's eight o'clock in the morning now, and the program recording will start at two o'clock this afternoon.

It's terrifying!

Why not let her sleep a little longer?

My head hurts, I have trouble breathing, my waist is sore, and my legs are weak.

General weakness.

She guessed she just didn't sleep well.

Qi Yu fell back on the bed, unable to resist the sleepiness, and closed her eyes again, answering Mu Chenan's words in her heart.

……

In the morning, Mu Chenan was preparing to leave North City as scheduled. He needed to inform Qi Yu to avoid any further problems.

I called, and when I answered the phone I only heard a woman's heavy breathing, and then the connection was quickly cut off.

Mu Chenan knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response from inside the room.

Qi Yu locked the door from the inside, and the housekeeper finally brought the key.

He stepped inside. In the enclosed space, the scent of the woman after bathing lingered in the air for a long time.

With the light coming in from the living room, he could see a bulge under the quilt on the bed.

Mu Chenan walked to the bedside table, lowered his eyes, and unexpectedly saw her flushed face.

For the first time, I noticed that her eyelashes were quite long and they were trembling slightly when she was asleep.

He watched silently for a moment, and finally took action.

I reached out and touched it; it was hot.

It's easy to guess that she was wearing only a sweater in the open air yesterday and was drenched in ice water.

It would be strange if you don’t catch a bad cold.

Qi Yu, who was sleeping, was greedy for the coolness. She slightly opened her chapped lips and uncontrollably tilted her head closer.

The man's slightly cool palm was big enough to cover her entire face.

Mu Chenan frowned, deliberately pinched the flesh on her cheek with two fingers, then withdrew his hand indifferently, turned and left the room.

Chen Yang has been waiting outside the door.

"Mr. Mu, it's time for us to leave."

Mu Chenan looked at his watch and told Chen Yang, "Don't leave yet. I'll be working remotely for the next two days. Then... ask a family doctor to come over. Qi Yu has a fever."

Chen Yang immediately took off the bag on his shoulder and took out his mobile phone to make arrangements.

……

Qi Yu woke up again. There was a dim wall lamp on beside the bed and the curtains were closed.

She coughed, and steady footsteps came from somewhere in the room.

Is there someone else in the room?

The bright main light suddenly came on, and Mu Chenan walked step by step to her bedside.

"woke up."

His cold gaze fell on Qi Yu's face. His eyebrows were calm, less sharp.

"You have a bad cold and just got off an IV."

Qi Yu raised her arm weakly and saw an obvious needle hole on the back of her fair hand.

She thought she was just dreaming.

She dreamed that Mu Chenan was standing at the end of the bed with her arms folded, and she was instructing the doctor in a low voice to treat her.

She opened her mouth groggily to answer about her physical condition.

Then the cold medicine flowed into her body, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Qi Yu turned his head and glanced at the water cup on the bedside table, but couldn't reach it even if he tried to stretch out his hand.

Mu Chenan bent down slightly, picked up the cup of water and handed it to her.

"Thanks."

She gulped down half a glass of water before remembering to ask, "What time is it now?"

“Three o’clock in the afternoon.”

Qi Yu didn't hold the cup steady, and the remaining half cup of water spilled onto the bed.

"That's it. I have to record a show this afternoon."

She ignored the wet quilt and hurriedly picked up her phone, only to see missed calls and WeChat messages from Jiang Yuhuai.

Mu Chenan glanced down, then smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I told you that you were sick, so I asked the production team to reschedule the show."

"What do you mean? What right do you have to ask the production team to reschedule the show?" Qi Yu said angrily, using all her strength. "Why do you interfere with my work?"

When he arrived in Beicheng, he still looked arrogant and unattainable. Why would the program team listen to his arrangements?

Mu Chenan didn't explain, his expression hinted at a hint of anger, and he didn't indulge her: "Are you crazy?"

After saying that, he turned and left the room.

Qi Yu ignored him and called Jiang Yuhuai back.

"Boss Jiang, I'm sorry, I suddenly fell ill today. I heard that the recording has been rescheduled. Is this true?"

Yesterday, Jiang Yuhuai and Qi Yu made an appointment to have breakfast together, and they also planned their interactions on the show in advance.

But when Jiang Yuhuai called her early in the morning, there was only a busy tone on the receiver. He hurried to her door and knocked, but there was still no response, which increased his worries.

The front desk said that Qi Yu went out in the early morning and never came back.

Soon, he received a notice that the recording for this afternoon was cancelled.

Jiang Yuhuai specifically found the program director and learned from the director that Qi Yu was ill, and the person who proposed to cancel the recording was the main sponsor of the program.

The director asked him in return if he knew what the relationship between Qi Yu and the sponsor was.

Jiang Yuhuai was also confused, and suddenly thought of the men's wool coat that Qi Yu was wearing yesterday.