After transmigrating into the book, she clung tightly to her captain husband and wouldn't let g

Seeing her expression, Xu Fengnian knew that she hadn't had time to contact her.

“I heard that the doctor who treated me that day was someone he found. You have to give him a call.”

Fearing that Song Qianyi would refuse, she kept nagging, "Even if he didn't see a doctor, you and he are husband and wife, you still have to contact him."

Song Qianyi took out her phone: "I'll call now."

Xu Fengnian then lay back down, satisfied.

Under Xu Fengnian's intense gaze, Song Qianyi felt too embarrassed to call Ji Jingshen in front of her elders, so she went outside and dialed the number from the window in the corridor.

The call connected, and Ji Jingshen's cold voice came through the receiver: "What is it?"

"Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?" Song Qianyi asked coquettishly.

They had become accustomed to Ji Jingshen's indifference.

"I'll hang up if there's nothing else," Ji Jingshen said.

"No, my mom woke up. She asked me to thank you for helping me find a doctor that day."

Ji Jingshen's attitude was colder than usual today. After Song Qianyi finished discussing the important matter, she didn't know what to say.

After a brief silence, she asked softly, "Are you at the company?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

Song Qianyi didn't receive a response and assumed the call had ended. She glanced at the screen and saw that the call was still in progress, so she tentatively said "hello".

"I'm at the company. You can come to the company to find me if you need anything."

Before Song Qianyi could speak, the phone call was disconnected.

Song Qianyi pouted and returned to the ward.

It's probably because she's been taking care of Xu Fengnian these past few days that Ji Jingshen has become distant from her.

Xu Fengnian was fine, so Song Qianyi left the hospital in the afternoon under the pretext of having company business and went to the Ji family to buy some things.

The receptionist at the Ji family office still remembered Song Qianyi, but didn't dare let her go upstairs. Instead, she politely asked her to wait a moment.

Song Qianyi waited for a while, and then Shen Chen arrived.

"Miss Song, this way please," Shen Chen said.

Song Qianyi followed Shen Chen into the elevator and noticed that he kept looking at her. She asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Shen Chen quickly shook his head.

Following Shen Chen all the way to Ji Jingshen's office, Song Qianyi placed the gift on the table.

She didn't rush to speak, but waited quietly for a while.

The other person kept looking at the documents and didn't seem to look up.

"Husband," Song Qianyi said with a smile, pushing the gift box forward an inch.

Ji Jingshen finally looked up from his documents: "You've arrived."

His voice was flat and indistinct, revealing neither joy nor anger, keeping people at arm's length.

Song Qianyi didn't know what she had done to upset Ji Jingshen again, so she forced a smile and said, "Thank you for helping my mother find a doctor."

"Didn't I already thank you on the phone?"

"The Xie style was more suitable back then." Song Qianyi tapped the table. "I picked out the cuffs, see if you like them."

Ji Jingshen did not move.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Just as Song Qianyi was about to speak, Ji Jingshen's phone rang.

He stood up with his phone in his hand, holding it to his ear while gesturing for Song Qianyi to sit wherever she wanted.

Watching his retreating figure, Song Qianyi pouted.

When Ji Jingshen returns, she will definitely ask him what happened this time.

Ji Jingshen walked out of the office, took out his phone, his expression becoming increasingly serious, and strode into the next room.

Shen Chen had been waiting, and when he saw Ji Jingshen come in, he immediately pulled out a chair.

Ji Jingshen sat down, his deep eyes fixed on the computer screen.

The screen showed a view of his office.

Although Song Qianyi said she came to the company to thank him for finding a doctor for Xu Fengnian, Ji Jingshen had his own concerns.

The scene of Song Qianyi and Cheng Linhao emerging from the emergency exit one after the other had been playing in his mind for days.

Coincidentally, at a point where the Ji and Cheng families were competing for a project, Ji Jingshen couldn't help but have some other thoughts on his mind.

Among the people who are easiest to get close to him, besides Shen Chen, it is Song Qianyi.

Cheng Linhao couldn't turn Shen Chen to his side, but he could use Song Qianyi.

If Song Qianyi helps Cheng Linhao...

Ji Jingshen didn't continue thinking about it, he just stared at the screen.

You'll get the answer soon.

Song Qianyi thought Ji Jingshen would be back soon, but after waiting for four or five minutes without seeing him return, she became a little anxious. She looked around and went straight to Ji Jingshen's desk.

Shen Chen couldn't help but breathe softly as he watched the screen and prayed that Song Qianyi wouldn't touch the open document.

Song Qianyi sat in Ji Jingshen's office chair, leaned back, and tried to turn around.

Judging from her expression, she really liked Ji Jingshen's office chair.

After waiting for a while, swaying back and forth, and seeing that Ji Jingshen hadn't returned, Song Qianyi sat up straight.

Ji Jingshen's eyes suddenly turned deep.

Did she do that on purpose?

As he watched Song Qianyi reach for the documents, his hand, which was under the table, slowly clenched.

Song Qianyi's hand touched the document.

Song Qianyi closed the file directly.

Song Qianyi put the document aside.

Song Qianyi closed her eyes and muttered incantations.

Song Qianyi lay back down in her office chair.

I didn't look at that document even once throughout the entire process.

Ji Jingshen loosened his clenched fist, his expression softening slightly.

He stood up, faced Shen Chen, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know what you should say and what you shouldn't say?"

Shen Chen nodded repeatedly.

At first, the boss asked him to bring the office surveillance footage, but he didn't know the purpose. It wasn't until he saw the documents deliberately spread out on Ji Jingshen's desk that he realized the boss's intention.

The boss is testing Miss Song.

If Miss Song finds out, she will definitely be very angry.

Therefore, he would never tell.

Song Qianyi was unaware that she had taken and passed a test without her knowledge.

She leaned back lazily in Ji Jingshen's office chair, rocking slightly.

As expected of a CEO, his office chair is so comfortable, much more comfortable than the chairs that ordinary office workers use.

As for that document, she had no interest in reading it.

The CEO's affairs are none of her business.

When Ji Jingshen didn't return, Song Qianyi became increasingly audacious, putting her feet up on the desk and folding her hands behind her head: "Little Ji, come and get me a glass of water."

Being a boss is so cool, hehe.

"Plain water or tea?"

Ji Jingshen's voice suddenly appeared.

Song Qianyi quickly put her feet down, sat up straight, and stammered, "No, I won't drink, I won't drink any."

We've danced right up to the main character, no way!

"What would you like to drink? Xiao Ji will pour it for you." Ji Jingshen walked in, a smile playing on his lips.

Song Qianyi looked up at him.

Weren't you in a bad mood just now? How come you feel better after answering a phone call?

Who called him?

The first name that came to mind faded slightly from Song Qianyi's smile: "Coffee."

Ji Jingshen agreed and turned to call Shen Chen in.

"Xiao Ji, I want to drink the one you made yourself," Song Qianyi said.

Ji Jingshen paused for a moment, then chuckled, his tone a mix of helplessness and doting: "Okay."

Watching the person turn around and go into the tea room, Song Qianyi stood up and walked out.

"Miss Song?"

Shen Chen, not understanding what was going on, called out.

Song Qianyi stopped and looked towards the tea room.

Through the open door, one could see Ji Jingshen's back; broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a pleasing sight.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a wicked smile playing on her lips: "My mom's looking for me, I'm leaving now."