Mr. Gu's little darling is incredibly cool!

Uncontrollable laughter came from inside the room from Zhou Ming and Tang Meng.

"You're really something, daring to even covet your sister-in-law."

Duanmu Yi fiddled with his fingers. "I really didn't know that was my sister-in-law. If I had known, I definitely wouldn't have dared to say something like that."

Tang Meng laughed until tears streamed down his face. After finally calming down, he closed the window tightly and turned to look at Gu Jinming. "Master Jin, should we check who sent this photo?"

Gu Jinming hummed in agreement, then added, "Also, investigate this manager."

Chengyuan Mansion became famous four years ago because of its good security and privacy, attracting many high-society people and celebrities to dine here.

Another reason is that the chefs here are exceptionally skilled. Not only the chefs, but even the waiters are highly educated, and any one of them would attract numerous job offers from companies.

Needless to say, the manager is exceptionally capable of handling all matters, big and small, in the store. He rarely shows his face, and outsiders only know that his surname is Chen. Few people know what he looks like, and he never gives face to the upper class.

Today, this photo has given them a lot of information. Although the person who sent these photos to Gu Jinming didn't say anything, anyone with eyes could tell that things were not simple.

For example, why do the managers of Chengyuan Mansion and Lu Qingyun seem to have a very good relationship?

How did the two of them meet?

Who took these photos?

How did Lu Qingyun, a country girl, win Chen Su's favor?

Tang Meng nodded and immediately made a phone call to instruct his men to handle the matter.

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Night falls.

Madam Gu was discussing tomorrow's plans with An Qiong.

When the water inside was finished, Lu Qingyun took a cup and went out to get more.

"Qingqing, it gets chilly at night, remember to wear more clothes when you go out."

When An Qiong saw Lu Qingyun's arm exposed, and considering that it was still raining outside, her beautiful brows furrowed.

Lu Qingyun took a sip of warm water, her fingers gripping the cup, and nodded in agreement.

"Master."

The sound of the butler and the wheels of his wheelchair could be heard at the door.

Lu Qingyun turned her head to look.

The man had a heavy coat draped over his shoulders and his face was somewhat pale. Sensing Lu Qingyun's gaze, he gently curled the corners of his lips and returned a faint smile.

To Madam Gu and An Qiong, this scene looked like a romantic moment between a young couple.

Madam Gu was already covering her mouth and secretly laughing. Lu Qingyun had good hearing; even standing ten meters away, she could hear what the two were saying.

However, it's best for her to pretend she didn't hear those words.

Lu Qingyun touched her nose, casually placed the cup on the table, and then naturally went over to take over pushing the wheelchair.

"You're back. Come sit over here. I have something to discuss with you."

Madam Gu waved to the two of them with affection.

The two looked at each other, and finally Lu Qingyun pushed Gu Jinming to sit down next to Old Madam Gu.

"We will have important guests tomorrow, so Ah Jin and Qing Qing should not go out unless it is absolutely necessary."

Madam Gu's tone was slightly serious.

It seems like tomorrow's guests are quite distinguished.

Lu Qingyun thought about it for a moment, then nodded obediently, "Okay, I'll listen to Grandma."

Gu Jinming hummed in agreement.

There wasn't much else to explain, so Madam Gu didn't say much. Anqiong still had something to discuss with Madam Gu, so she told the two of them to go back to their room and rest.

bedroom.

Gu Jinming was washing up in the bathroom, while Lu Qingyun took out her computer and sat on the sofa to play games.

Huang Weiqi had been sending him messages for the past few days, but Lu Qingyun was too busy to respond.

Since I'm in a good mood right now, I might as well play a few rounds with him.

As soon as Lu Qingyun logged on, before she could even send a message to Huang Weiqi, he came looking for her by following her scent.

"Sis, you've gone too far! You didn't even invite me to play games."

Huang Weiqi invited her to team up, and after turning on the microphone, his tone was quite aggrieved.

After playing the game a few times, Huang Weiqi started calling Lu Qingyun "sister" more and more naturally, and people who didn't know the situation would really think that the two were siblings.

"Stop making noise and start driving."

Teaming up with Huang Weiqi means your ears will inevitably suffer from his torment.

"okay."

Huang Weiqi responded with a grin and immediately clicked "start".

After finishing one game, Huang Weiqi clamored to start another, but just as Lu Qingyun entered the game, a noise coming from the bathroom caught her attention.

"You guys play first."

After saying that, Lu Qingyun tossed her phone onto the sofa, strode to the bathroom door, curled her fingers, and knocked. "Gu Jinming?"

However, there was no response; Lu Qingyun could only hear Gu Jinming's slightly rapid breathing.

Did you fall?

Lu Qingyun frowned and knocked on the door again. "Hey, are you alright? Shall I open the door?"

Before there was a response from inside, Lu Qingyun asked again, "I really opened the door."

Because of Gu Jinming's leg condition, he wouldn't wash up naked, so Lu Qingyun wasn't worried at all about him exposing himself.

This time, a low cough was heard.

Lu Qingyun didn't ask any more questions, and kicked the door open.

The bathroom was filled with smoke. Gu Jinming slumped on the tiles to one side, his face pale and bloodless, his expression slightly pained.

Lu Qingyun frowned, reached for the light switch, turned on the ventilation, then helped Gu Jinming up. Just as she was about to carry him out as she had done last time, the person who was coughing weakly uttered a few words.

"No hugging allowed."

So embarrassing.

Ah, okay.

Following the principle of not arguing with patients, Lu Qingyun helped Gu Jinming into a wheelchair after he didn't hug her, and then pushed him to the bedroom.

"Shall I have someone help you change your clothes?"

Seeing his soiled clothes, Lu Qingyun kindly offered a suggestion.

"No, I'll change it myself."

“Okay.” Lu Qingyun found him a new set of clothes, closed the door, and took her backpack to the living room.

The prescription she had been working on a few days ago was in her backpack; it seemed it would come in handy today.

She folded the prescription, stuffed it into her pocket, put on a coat, and went to the kitchen.

Anqiong and Madam Gu, who were originally sitting in the hall discussing matters, had already returned to their room to rest, leaving the living room empty.

Lu Qingyun was quite fast at brewing the medicine; she finished it in no time and carried the hot soup back to her room.

As soon as she entered the room, Gu Jinming, who had already changed his clothes, was pushing his wheelchair out.

"You came out at just the right time; drink this medicine."

Lu Qingyun walked up to him and handed the medicine in her hand to Gu Jinming.

The latter took it without asking what kind of medicine it was. After it cooled down for a while, he drank it all in one gulp.

The medicine worked quickly; as soon as he drank it, he felt warm all over, unlike the cold he had felt before, and his head didn't seem so dizzy anymore.

“Your constitution is too weak. This prescription is to build up your foundation. You still need to drink the previous one. You can’t stop.”

Lu Qingyun explained the effects of the medicine, and then, as if remembering something, she picked up her phone and glanced at it.

Dozens of text messages on WeChat were sent by that bastard Huang Weiqi.

She ignored him and left, then continued, "I advise you not to overwork yourself, otherwise you'll ruin your health, and even a miracle worker couldn't save you."

Gu Jinming hummed in agreement, his eyes unfathomable as he gazed at her face. "If I died, what would you do?"

Lu Qingyun was about to joke about inheriting his wealth and living a carefree life, but when her gaze fell upon his handsome face and sparkling eyes, the words caught in her throat.

Depend on.

Damn it.