Become a rival virtual lover

Qin Yan chatted with Fu Yueting for a long time in the game.

They just chatted about some household things.

Ordinary, without nutrition.

But once anything is involved with Fu Yueting, it means that it is not so ordinary.

But until he exited the game, Qin Yan hadn't found out the meaning of these topics that Fu Yueting talked about, and his eyes were already dim.

The next day, he woke up with a rustling sound.

Sensing something strange on his body, Qin Yan grabbed the visitor's wrist before opening his eyes.

The other party exclaimed: "Boss Qin!"

It was Hinman's voice.

Qin Yan loosened his strength and found the thin blanket on his body after sitting up straight.

Seeing that he had woken up, Xin Man hugged it back into his arms embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, I saw you were fast asleep just now..."

In fact, this was the first time she saw her boss asleep.

Knowing how rare it is for the boss to sleep, she was annoyed again: "Boss Qin, did you just fall asleep? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb your rest."

Qin Yan said: "What time is it?"

His voice was still hoarse, low and painful.

Xinman stood aside, his heart felt numb when he heard it, and he quickly took a step back: "Nine and five."

Qin Yan didn't notice her strangeness.

Hearing the time, he raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

It was clear that he had slept for a whole night, so why did he feel his brain was drowsy.

After lying on the sofa all night, his back was so stiff and his suit was wrinkled. After getting up, he simply took off his coat and prepared to go to the small lounge of the suite to wash up.

But just threw the coat to Hinman.

His body was cold, and his nasal cavity suddenly itched——

Xinman stared blankly at the boss who had always been made of steel, and even sneezed.

She put down the coat in her hand, hurriedly took the tissue box from the table back, and handed it to Qin Yan: "I'll contact the doctor right away!"

Qin Yanwei raised his hand to stop her, and tried the temperature of his forehead: "I just have a little fever."

Xinman immediately changed his words: "I'll arrange for people to go buy medicine right away!"

No wonder she was so nervous.

For so many years, apart from migraines caused by insomnia, Qin Yan has not even had the most common cold.

Today is the first time.

Hinman went out to busy himself.

After Qin Yan washed up and took the medicine, she asked again: "Boss Qin, how do you feel? Do you want to cancel today's trip?"

Seeing her look ready to face the big battle, Qin Yan chuckled lightly: "I'm the one who's sick, why are you so nervous."

Xin Man said: "Boss Qin hasn't been sick for a long time. I'm worried that if you don't take precautions this time, it will get worse and worse, and it won't be good if you drag it into a serious illness."

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows to look at her.

It was only then that Xinman realized what he had said: "Ah! I didn't mean to curse you!"

Qin Yan said: "Go and get busy, the schedule is as usual."

The weather has been good and bad recently, and the temperature difference between morning and night is huge. He slept on the sofa all night, and it is normal to catch a cold. It is not worth making a fuss about, and there is no need to delay work because of such a trivial matter.

Xinman understood the character of his boss, he hesitated to speak for a second, then turned around and left.

An hour later, when the meeting was about to start, I came in again.

But seeing the scene behind the desk, she was taken aback.

Qin Yan was leaning against the back of the chair, leaning his elbows on the armrest, and resting his right hand on his forehead.

His dark eyes were closed at this moment, half of his usual oppressive aura was taken away, and there were two shallow marks between his brows, making him look uncomfortable.

Fell asleep?

Xinman stood where he was, hesitating.

Qin Yan's eyelids moved slightly, and he had already noticed the movement of the second person in the office: "Is it time?"

Xinman replied: "Yes."

"Let's go."

Qin Yan opened his eyes, pressed against the edge of the table and got up, buttoned up and walked towards the door.

Seeing that his words and deeds were no different from usual, Hinman slowly relaxed and stopped paying attention to his boss's health.

After a day, it was evening.

Song Jingming ran over before leaving get off work.

Qin Yan remembered what he had promised him. After changing his clothes and coming out, he took the same car with him to the banquet venue.

Half an hour later, the car stopped slowly.

The driver quickly got out of the car and opened the door.

Qin Yan turned sideways and stepped off the red carpet with one foot.

There are also stars competing for beauty on the road.

There is no spotlight, their audience, only the various capitals present today.

As soon as Qin Yan got out of the car, he immediately and silently attracted the eyes of those around him, bright or dark.

Song Jingming noticed these changes when walking around the rear of the car, and couldn't help but look at Qin Yan.

Handsome skin, tall and straight figure, steady aura.

I have to admit that the charm of the other party, which is unique to men, does have the capital to become the focus of the crowd.

"Let's go?"

"Ah."

The two walked forward side by side, signed their names and entered the hall.

After entering the door, Song Jingming swept across the audience and said to Qin Yan in a low voice: "There are still people not here, I'm going to get something to eat, you find a place to sit first."

"Ah."

Qin Yan broke up with him in the hall, and turned to the rest area.

A lot of people have gathered here.

Seeing Qin Yan approaching, everyone looked at each other and stepped forward together.

"It turns out that President Qin is here."

No matter how many twists and turns they are in their hearts, everyone has a kind smile on their faces.

This trip was also to discuss business, Qin Yan smiled and chatted along the way.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more harmonious.

Another figure approached from the side.

Seeing who the figure was, everyone's eyes flashed with astonishment, and they quickly changed to flattery.

"Boss Fu is here today?"

Seeing the expressions of the people in front of him, Qin Yan has already guessed which "Boss Fu" is coming.

He turned around.

Sure enough, he saw Fu Yueting right in front of him.

It's different from what you see in the game.

Every time we meet in reality, Fu Yueting always has neat clothes, even his short black hair is meticulously tucked behind his head, with a cold and sharp expression on his face, making him look very unapproachable.

Seeing Qin Yan, he turned his face slightly, and the assistant nodded and left without needing to signal.

"President Qin."

Qin Yan had heard from Song Jingming earlier that Fu Yueting would be there, and was not surprised: "Boss Fu."

According to past experience, the dialogue ends here, which is the best result.

But obviously, Fu Yueting didn't intend to leave just like that.

Instead, he stepped forward, "What are you talking about?"

The rest of the people had heard about the grievances between Qin Yan and Fu Yueting, so they hurriedly said, "Small chat, chat a few words."

Today's dinner is hosted by an insider in the entertainment industry.

Small talk must have had something to do with that too.

Fu Yueting pursed his lips and said, "I heard that Mr. Qin's project on virtual idols has been very successful."

The voice fell.

A dead silence.

Everyone knows that Qin Yan's virtual idol has seized Fu Yueting's market share in the entertainment industry.

So, this is for reckoning?

Everyone looked at each other.

It took a long time for someone to agree: "Yes, Mr. Qin's idea is really ingenious."

Fu Yueting nodded.

He glanced at Qin Yan, quickly retracted his gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Congratulations."

Everyone: "..."

This doesn't look like congratulations at all.

Business seems to be out of the question.

Fearing that they would get burned, they hurriedly found excuses to get away one by one.

Qin Yan was a little tired, and asked Fu Yueting who was still there: "Mr. Fu, do you want to sit down?"

He thought that the crowd dispersed, and Fu Yueting had no reason to continue to target——

"it is good."

Qin Yan was silent, turned around, walked to the side and sat down.

Fu Yueting sat down in front of the sofa on his right.

Maybe the sofa wasn't soft enough. After Fu Yueting sat down, he raised his left leg first, then put down his right leg.

Then he looked at Qin Yan, who was also sitting with his back against the sofa, with his right arm resting on the armrest.

Then he took out his phone and played with it.

Qin Yan didn't look at the content on his screen, just turned his face back, and listened to him.

"What has Mr. Qin been up to lately?"

Qin Yan inexplicably felt that this sentence sounded familiar, but he didn't care: "Some trivial things are not worth mentioning."

He looked at Fu Yueting, but only saw the other side's face, "Where is Mr. Fu, what are you up to?"

Fu Yueting leaned on the sofa and slowly stretched his back.

He said: "Going on a project."

Then he introduced the content of the project and said, "Also, there was an accident at home not long ago. I have been busy with these two things recently."

Qin Yan had the illusion that he was sitting in the conference room listening to the report.

He didn't quite understand why Fu Yueting explained the content in such detail, was it to warn him not to touch Fu's other projects?

Thinking of this, he was about to speak, but suddenly there was an itchy feeling in his throat, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Fu Yueting immediately sat up and turned to look at him: "Are you sick?"

Qin Yan covered his lips with a fist, and coughed again, his voice hoarse: "Sorry, there are some."

Because after taking the medicine in the morning, his thinking was a little sluggish, as if he was immersed in sleepiness, but he couldn't fall asleep, so he didn't take any medicine after that.

Now compared to the morning, he felt that his body temperature had risen a bit, his throat was dry and hoarse, and his breath was wrapped in a layer of hot air.

But these are much better than the sharp headaches that occur from time to time.

Fu Yueting asked: "Is it serious? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

The tone was faintly urgent.

Qin Yan thought he heard it wrong, and replied: "No need, it's just a minor illness."

Fu Yueting frowned.

Suddenly, he got up and strode towards the hall.

He left suddenly.

Watching his back leave, Qin Yan didn't understand why.

This is, worried about being infected?

But before the guess was formed, Fu Yueting returned the same way.

When he came back, he had an extra glass of water in his hand.

After walking to Qin Yan and sitting down again, he handed over the water.

The water is still warm.

Qin Yan raised his hand to take it, and turned to look at Fu Yueting, unavoidably surprised.

Fu Yueting looked at him.

After just one glance, he looked away again, his side face was still inhumanly cold: "Drink more hot water."

He doesn't lie to anyone.

Qin Yan didn't find it strange, and after taking a sip of water, he smiled and said, "Thank you."

There seemed to be a smile on Fu Yueting's lips, but he couldn't see it clearly, so he straightened it.

Afterwards, the two chatted a few more words, and Song Jingming walked in.

Qin Yan greeted Fu Yueting, got up and went to the other side with him.

Song Jingming was surprised by the scene he saw just now: "Why are you and Fu Yueting still chatting? He didn't make things difficult for you, did he? Will he attack you?"

Qin Yan looked down at the water glass in his hand.

Recalling the few conversations just now, he said: "His personality should not be that bad."

Song Jingming was stunned.

After staying at the banquet for another hour, Qin Yan helped Song Jingming negotiate a deal of cooperation, and then returned to his residence.

When he got home, he went to the bed and lay down after a brief wash.

He didn't feel sleepy, but resting with his eyes closed could slightly relieve the fatigue caused by the fever.

But soon, his eyes flashed.

In front of him was the face of Fu Yueting whom he had just seen not long ago.

Qin Yan stood where he was, and Fu Yueting stood in front of him.

"Good evening, Yue Ting."

Hearing the voice, Fu Yueting came back to his senses.

He looked at Qin Yan, his eyes were dotted with galaxies.

As if thinking of something, the most obvious smile was slowly raised on the lips.

"good evening."

He said with a smile, "Qin Yan."