The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

Liang Liangwei slept for a long time, and when she woke up she still felt lingering fear.

She dreamt that she was injured, lying there unable to move, with bandaged wounds here and bruises there, looking terrible.

Two equally tall men stood side by side beside her, looking down at her. One was Commander Liang, and the other was Yan Zhixu.

Both men had worry in their eyes, but they remained silent.

She wanted to speak, but no sound came out; she was very anxious.

The two men slowly looked up at each other, their eyes finally meeting. Then, like lightning and sparks, they exchanged a series of sharp, cold glances, neither giving an inch.

"do not--"

She gasped, opened her eyes abruptly, and sat up from the sofa.

"Vivi?"

Liang Liangwei looked around blankly, and it took her a few seconds to realize that she was in a hospital ward.

She turned to look at Yan Zhixu on the hospital bed. He was sitting up, his trousers pulled up to his knees, letting the caregiver help him apply the newly arrived ice to the bruises.

Perhaps startled by her scream, he turned to look at her.

The caregiver stared at her blankly.

Yan Zhixu asked with a worried look, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Liang Liangwei raised her hand to touch her forehead, which was covered in cold sweat, indicating that she had indeed had a nightmare.

She nodded sheepishly.

Yan Zhixu chuckled softly, her eyes filled with tenderness: "I've never seen you have nightmares, so why can't you sleep soundly during the day?"

Liang Liangwei felt a little embarrassed and said, "You've only met them a few times—"

Her words were clearly somewhat ambiguous, and she stopped midway through, as there were other people in the room.

Finding a blanket covering her, she picked it up and looked at the man: "Why is there a blanket?"

Yan Zhixu: "I asked the nurse for it for you."

Liang Liangwei: "Did the nurse cover me up?"

Yan Zhixu: "It's me."

Liang Liangwei glanced at his leg; the caregiver had already prepared an ice pack for him, and his trousers had been pulled down: "Weren't you injured?"

Yan Zhixu: "Didn't you see before you went to sleep? You can still get out of bed and walk a few steps."

Liang Liangwei felt a warmth in her heart, but at the same time, a touch of worry arose. She said, "The heating is on in the ward, I'm not cold. If you're having trouble getting out of bed, don't keep getting up and walking around."

Yan Zhixu explained, "I saw you tossing and turning, and I thought you were cold and couldn't sleep."

Liang Liangwei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly that sentence popped into her mind—there is a kind of coldness called your boyfriend thinking you are cold.

She felt both touched and amused, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Maybe you were really cold in your dream, but you didn't realize it," she said with a smile as she bent down to straighten the blanket.

Yan Zhixu tilted her head to look at her, a smile playing on her lips as she asked, "What did you dream about?"

“I dreamt that—” Liang Liangwei glanced at the notebook she had placed on another sofa chair before going to sleep, preventing him from touching it. She picked it up and said, “I dreamt that you were working while I wasn’t looking. I tried to persuade you several times, but you wouldn’t listen, which resulted in you not getting enough rest, and your wound was healing slowly. You got scolded by the doctor. I wanted to ask the doctor not to scold you, because you are a person of status, and it would be very embarrassing for you to be scolded by a doctor. But… you know what happened.”

Yan Zhixu couldn't help but chuckle: "It seems you're quite concerned about me working despite being injured; you're even dreaming about it."

Liang Liangwei nodded seriously: "Good to know, so just don't let me catch you again."

Yan Zhixu smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will be careful."

This sounds a bit strange. Be careful... don't let her catch you.

She glanced at him, picked up her phone to check the time; it was almost 4 o'clock. She had slept the whole afternoon.

"It's so late," she got up and walked towards her, "What time did you wake up?"

Yan Zhixu: "Half an hour earlier than you."

Liang Liangwei: "Then you slept for quite a long time too."

Yan Zhixu smiled without saying a word; he went to bed much later than her.

Liang Liangwei looked at his complexion, which was better than in the morning; he wasn't as pale and sickly as before, and she felt a little relieved.

"Feeling better?"

Yan Zhixu nodded: "I'm much better."

Liang Liangwei pressed further, "In what way is it better?"

Yan Zhixu patiently replied, "I feel much better."

Liang Liangwei asked again, "Does the wound still hurt?"

Yan Zhixu told the truth: "It still hurts. I used anesthetic last night, and it was still working this morning, but it's slowly fading now, and it hurts even more than it did this morning."

Liang Liangwei pursed her lips, feeling a pang of pain in her heart.

After watching silently for a while, he took a deep breath and said, "I'll go back now and have Aunt Zhang cook."

Yan Zhixu: "Okay, I'll have Assistant Xu come and get it later."

Liang Liangwei nodded. Since this matter had already been discussed, she didn't say anything more.

He pointed to the fruit and said, "Remember to eat fruit after your meal. I want to see all of this eaten when I come back tomorrow."

Yan Zhixu glanced at it, somewhat amused and exasperated: "You ate all of those dozen or so apples?"

Liang Liangwei paused for a moment: "Eat at least one apple, and finish the rest."

Yan Zhixu smiled and replied, "Okay."

Despite her reluctance, Liang Liangwei left 10 minutes later, making sure to take the lunchbox that Aunt Zhang had brought with her.

~

Xu Chaofeng spent most of the afternoon at Bosch and pinched the bridge of her nose.

Seeing that it was almost time, he packed his things and prepared to leave the company.

After carefully putting away the documents that required my boss's signature in a folder, I noticed the medicine lying next to me and realized that I had forgotten to take it.

Although the dislocation was set, the injury was still there, so he brought back some medicine to improve blood circulation, as he didn't want the injury to leave a lingering problem.

He got up, took his teacup, and went out to pour water. On his way back, he saw Lisa walking towards him, and his gaze softened.

She nodded to the other person, greeted her with "Miss Lisa," and prepared to walk past.

Lisa, however, was coming for him. She reached out and blocked his path, asking, "Where's Vito?"

Xu Chaofeng: "President Yan is busy and didn't come to the company."

Lisa: "What's wrong? He doesn't reply to my texts or answer my calls? Is it work or personal? He wouldn't be skipping work in the middle of the day to be with his girlfriend, would he?"

It wouldn't be surprising if the biggest boss of the Bosch Group really skipped work to be with his girlfriend. Should he be questioned about it?

Xu Chaofeng remained polite and said, "President Yan has something to deal with and is quite busy, so he may not be able to return the call."

Lisa stared intently at him, trying to discern something from his face, but this assistant, like his superior, maintained a calm and composed demeanor, acting in a mysterious and unpredictable manner, leaving her completely clueless.

You can't just ask him directly—are you injured?

She pursed her lips and asked, "Did you go to the Hezhou Project Implementation Center?"

Xu Chaofeng said politely but distantly, "I'm sorry, Ms. Lisa, you don't have the authority to inquire about this project, so please forgive me for not being able to disclose it to you."

Lisa's face darkened: "You dare to put on airs with me?"

Xu Chaofeng responded neither humbly nor arrogantly: "This was instructed by President Yan. No one outside the project is allowed to inquire about the details. Please understand."

Lisa's expression hardened, and she sneered, "You really know how to use words to intimidate me."

She snorted, turned and left, her high heels clicking loudly.

Xu Chaofeng watched her retreating figure in silence, and after a moment continued walking towards her office.