The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

"Boss~ I'm not a beast of burden. I can't let you sleep in the middle of the night...ah!"

Xing Jiashan reluctantly climbed out of her bed with difficulty, her body filled with more resentment than that of a female ghost.

He had been complaining all the way, but the moment he stepped into the room, the man slapped him mercilessly in the face.

He rubbed the back of his head which was in great pain, feeling extremely aggrieved. He glanced at the woman with her eyes closed on the bed, and then glanced at the man who had his long finger on his lips to signal him to be quiet.

He understood that they were afraid that he would wake others up.

But this person has passed out, so he obviously can't hear.

He pouted and didn't dare to say anything. He had to resign himself to his fate and walked over to check.

"He's fine, he just had a fever and passed out. He'll just need a fever-reducing shot."

After saying that, Xing Jiashan moved quickly and injected the infusion water into the protruding blood vessel on the back of Shi Rong's right hand and hung it up.

"can I go now?"

Xing Jiashan completed his task, picked up his beloved medicine box with both hands, blinked his gorgeous brown eyes like a little hamster, and looked at the man with anticipation.

The latter didn't even look at him, but just shook his head silently.

Well, it seems I don’t have to worry about getting a good night’s sleep tonight.

The man pulled a chair and sat down at the head of her bed. He raised his hand and reached out to her weak little face. His soft fingertips followed the scar on her forehead and touched her rough chin.

The pair of brown eyes staring at her were now as gentle as if they were soaked in water.

Xing Jiashan couldn't help but sigh softly. He guessed that this man probably only dared to show such an affectionate side of him when Shi Rong was not looking.

It would be nice if Shi Huan was not just Shi Huan.

……

It was the next afternoon when the woman woke up and regained consciousness.

She had a terrible headache and wanted to rub her dizzy brows, but she found that her hands seemed to be entangled and bound by something.

She silently opened her eyelids and glanced at the infusion bottle above her head without making any expression.

Her eyes moved around, and as she gradually regained consciousness, she took in her surroundings. This was not her room, but it was very familiar.

Where is it?

She closed her eyes, thought for a moment, and opened them suddenly. This was Huo Jiuzhou's master bedroom on the top floor of Shenting Villa!

In her panic, her instinctive reaction was to get up and run away.

But just as it appeared, the man threw the mechanical pulley lighter that he was playing with in his palm in a parabolic shape and hit it back.

The blow was not heavy, but it hurt her forehead a lot, and it accurately caused her head, which had just been raised a little, to fall back onto the pillow.

"Hey? He's still a patient."

Xing Jiashan was frightened by his rough behavior, fearing that he would hit someone without any caution and knock them unconscious again.

The man was in a bad mood. He withdrew his indifferent gaze towards her and opened his thin lips slightly.

"You asked for it."

Asking for it?

Xing Jiashan rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, yes. It's his own fault. I don't know who it is, but he has been guarding someone all night long, just like a man waiting for his wife, and he won't leave no matter how much I try to persuade him."

Shi Rong didn't dare to say anything, but just quietly glanced at the two men standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

It seemed that she was already accustomed to his behavior. After hesitating for a moment, she chose to lie down wisely.

This man was really ruthless.

Shi Rong's forehead, which was not smooth to begin with, was hit by him and a big bump appeared on it.

Xing Jiashan pressed on the wound and applied some external medicine.

He wants people to lie down and have a good rest. Can't he try another way?

Even just yelling is fine...

This is great. She already had a cold, fever, and a terrible headache. After being hit like this by him, Xing Jiashan thought she would have to lie down for another three to five days before she could recover.

79th floor of Zhaoqian Building.

"Eh? Where's Mr. Huo?"

A tall woman with a slim waist and long legs, wearing a black Polo business suit and a hip skirt, with a charming and elegant temperament, walked into the president's office gracefully.

It was a bit surprising that the main person didn't come, but Chu Yu and Song Qianchen, two shareholder-level figures, were busy here.

President Huo, who has always been working day and night without sleep, actually has the time to be lazy and ask someone to take his place?

As far as Ji Xinyue could remember, even when his wife Zheng Yuyan was still lying in the hospital, he had never missed a day. What happened today?

"Xinyue~you're here?"

The woman turned to leave, but the playboy Song Qianchen blocked her way in time.

"Master Song Jian."

Ji Xinyue greeted him in a businesslike manner and walked past him straight out.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait for me, why do you hide every time you see me?"

Seeing that this person didn't even give him an extra glance, Song Qianchen immediately became anxious and ran out to chase him.

Ji Xinyue is 26 years old this year. She graduated from the University of Tokyo and currently works as the head of the finance department of the Huo Group. She is very cold and aloof and rarely takes the initiative to talk to others.

In the company, except for occasionally going downstairs to have a small gathering with Xia Zhi and Shen Mingxing, he basically stays in the company all the time, striving to make progress.

She is a gentle and mature beauty. Different from Shen Mingxing's natural charm and Xia Zhi's petite and exquisite figure, she is more bright and outstanding, and otherworldly.

"Master Song Jian, you are a well-known playboy in North City, a young man from a wealthy family. I am just a small financial department director, so I dare not marry you."

Ji Xinyue hid here and there for a long time, but she couldn't avoid Song Qianchen's stubborn entanglement, so she simply hugged the documents in front of her chest, stopped there, and stared at him.

"Oh, Xinyue, that's all in the past. I admit that I had a little too many girlfriends before. But I'm not like that anymore. Really, I haven't looked for other women outside for over a year. Didn't you say that if I could change this habit, you would consider being with me?"

Song Qianchen looked back at her aggrievedly, his handsome and suave face filled with infatuation, and his thin lips pouting slightly.

Ji Xinyue was speechless, but the reason she said that was entirely to stop his passionate pursuit. Could this guy take it seriously?

"Master Song Jian, do you have any misunderstanding about the words 'a little bit more'? Considering the celebrities, young models, and wealthy ladies you've dated in the past, if you add them together, it's at least a thousand, right? You call that a little bit?"

Ji Xinyue had no animosity towards Song Qianchen. The only thing she couldn't stand was his romantic nature.

Perhaps it had something to do with her strict upbringing? Her father was a stubbornly traditional man, and he always looked down on men with so many "rumored girlfriends" that they could form a circle around a downtown mall.

"Oh, but even if you put them together, they're not as pretty as you! Xinyue, just promise me, I really only have you in my heart now. If you don't believe me, go back and ask Chu Luo. He's with me every day. I really haven't looked for any other woman outside! It's a good thing to correct your mistakes. If it really doesn't work out, I'll go to the hospital for a physical examination another day? So you can rest assured?"