A beautiful summer night

Xie Qiyan usually arrives at the company at 8:30 every morning, but today he was half an hour late.

The people on the entire floor of the CEO's office looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Is Mr. Xie's tie crooked today?"

"Did Mr. Xie wear perfume today?"

"Mr. Xie, is it not..."

"What's all the fuss about? It's just that President Xie opened his pheasant's tail, what's the big deal!" Yu Fei dismissed everyone with a single sentence, then slid back to his workstation and onto a chair in front of Huo Yang. "It's all done in one night! It's done! True friendship is revealed in times of trouble, Lao Huo, we have a president's wife now!"

Huo Yang rolled his eyes at him when he had a moment: "Making a fuss over nothing."

Yu Fei smugly slid back, inwardly cheering for his boss.

Sitting in his office, Xie Qiyan rubbed his still-aching lower back.

This is the price I paid for sleeping with someone last night.

Xia Wanzhi's kick to him this morning almost sent him to see his grandfather.

However, receiving a kick from love also has unexpected benefits.

For example, Xia Wanzhi tied the tie herself this morning.

The buttons on the suit were also Xia Wanzhi's style.

Girlfriend type.

Xie Qiyan looked quite pleased.

The phone vibrated twice, and Xia Wanzhi sent a message in quick succession.

Xia Wanzhi: [Does it still hurt?]

I bought the medicine; I'll apply it when I get home tonight.

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Xie Qiyan stared at these two paragraphs for a long time: "..."

Does it hurt?

Still need to apply medicine?

What kind of talk is this.

What's even more outrageous is that this word was used on himself.

Crispy. Xie Qiyan. Pi felt insulted.

Xie Qiyan: [You're going to apply it for me?]

Xia Wanzhi replied without hesitation: "It depends on whether you need it or not."

Xie Qiyan secretly rejoiced: [Needed.]

Skin-to-skin contact helps to deepen feelings, and Xie Qiyan would rather die than let such an opportunity slip by.

So let it be insulted.

After sending the message, Xia Wanzhi lingered at home for a long time before going out. When she passed by the pharmacy, she spent a while selecting medicine, and packed up the bottles and jars of medicine that were appropriate for her symptoms to take with her.

Lanting Courtyard is only a ten-minute walk from Xingyao Building. She got up late today, and as soon as she opened her eyes, Xie Qiyan pressed his face against hers and started kissing her. She instinctively kicked him out of bed, then felt guilty and tried to coax him back. Time just slipped away quietly.

Zhu Zi was alone in the studio when she saw her arrive late. She was about to ask if she had gone to steal last night, but when she saw the various medicines in her hand, her heart skipped a beat: "Sister, do you have some kind of terminal illness?"

Xia Wanzhi glared at her and said coldly, "Are you even speaking human language?"

Zhu Zi hurriedly took the bag from her hand to check the names of the medicines: "Why are they all for reducing swelling, relieving pain, and promoting blood circulation? Sister, where are you hurt?"

When asked this question, Xia Wanzhi immediately thought of the solid kick Xie Qiyan had taken earlier that day, and her guilt rose again. She scratched her cheek and brushed it off, saying, "It wasn't me, it was Xie Qiyan who injured his lower back."

It took Bamboo half a minute to process what she was saying: "Huh?"

Xia Wanzhi smiled, put down her bag, took a quick sip of water, and headed straight to her studio to paint.

After Zhu Zi's brain crashed and then restarted, he wanted to ask for clarification, but he saw that Xia Wanzhi had already entered the art studio.

No one is allowed in the studio, especially Xia Wanzhi, who cannot stand being disturbed by anyone when she is painting. Even Zhu Zi is no exception, but Zhu Zi really couldn't help but want to know, so she had to ask someone outside the studio for help.

Bamboo: [Xie Qiyan injured his back, why is my sister Xia buying medicine for him? Master, please explain.]

Yun Li, known as the "Master," had just returned to the flower shop from the hospital. Upon seeing the message, she raised an eyebrow slightly: "[That's simple. President Xie's back injury is related to your Sister Xia, isn't it?]"

After answering, Yunli was stunned for a moment after realizing what she had just said.

Bamboo: [Under what circumstances would my sister Xia injure President Xie's back?]

Yunli's listless eyes suddenly flashed with a tremendous light.

As soon as Zhu Zi finished asking the question, her mind went completely banana-colored.

Yunli: [Ahhhhhh.jpg]

Bamboo: [Eccentric nosebleed.jpg]

"Bamboo, get two boxes of white paint," Xia Wanzhi called out from the studio.

After calming down from her internal scream, Zhu grabbed two boxes of white paint and handed them into the art studio.

Xia Wanzhi glanced at it, but didn't take it. Instead, she teased, "Where's the tacit understanding? This is water-soluble paint."

Bamboo sheepishly said "Oh, oh, oh," and then ran out to get the oil paint: "Oops, just a little mistake."

Xia Wanzhi noticed the strange look in her eyes and chuckled, "What's wrong with you?"

Bamboo touched her nose and chuckled, saying, "Sister, you're so dedicated. Actually, it's okay to sleep in a little later, and it's fine to not go to work today."

A string of question marks slowly appeared on Xia Wanzhi's forehead.

Bamboo's little face was yellowish, and it ran away as fast as it could.

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

During her lunch break, Xia Wanzhi picked up her phone and discovered that Yun Li had sent her several messages. After reading them, she understood why Zhu Zi had been making that "I've just heard the gossip" expression all day.

Xia Wanzhi was both amused and exasperated. She immediately called Zhu Zi over to clarify: "What are you thinking? Xie Qiyan and I didn't do anything. You're not allowed to spread false information to Yun Li in the future."

Bamboo let out a disappointed "Ah": "But Yunli said you..."

"Yunli is bad." Xia Wanzhi snorted. "Be careful, she can lead bad people astray, especially innocent little delinquents like you."

"Hey! I just came in and all I heard was people talking bad about me!" Yunli burst through the door carrying a bunch of orchids.

Xia Wanzhi hadn't seen her for several days. As she got up to take the flowers, she hugged her tightly and asked, "Why did you come here?"

Yun Li shook her head happily: "He didn't reply to my messages for ages, so I couldn't hold back and came to check."

Xia Wanzhi's lips twitched, and she handed the flower to Zhu Zi for her to arrange: "Are you watching me or just watching the show?"

As Zhu Zi took the flowers out and put them in the vase, she sighed and conveyed, "They haven't eaten yet."

I was quite disappointed.

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

He must have learned that from Yunli.

Yunli shrugged, feigning innocence after being glared at, and said, "What a pity."

Xia Wanzhi collapsed, covering her face in despair: "Help..."

The gossip among the girls is truly deadly.

"Then how did you injure her lower back?" Yunli asked, her curiosity piqued.

Xia Wanzhi coughed lightly. Although the truth wasn't as exaggerated as they imagined, something did happen between her and Xie Qiyan last night. She said shyly, "I was scared, so he came to keep me company. While he was keeping me company, we accidentally ended up sleeping in the same bed. When I woke up, I was so excited that I kicked him off the bed."

"I knew it! Mr. Xie seems so capable, how could he have injured his back in just one night?" Yun Li nodded in sudden realization.

Xia Wanzhi's face turned yellow: "..."

"Wait a minute, what are you afraid of?" Yunli seized on the key point.

Xia Wanzhi's expression darkened, and she recounted what had happened last night.

Yunli and Zhuzi were suddenly stunned. The atmosphere of their earlier laughter and conversation vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling silence.

"This Qi Shi seems to be an artist under Jiang Baichuan's film and television company," Yun Li said coolly.