Chapter 3837: Porridge or soup?
Chapter 3837 Porridge or soup?
"Madam, this..." The servant looked at An Man who ran out and wanted to chase him, but did not dare to act without authorization.
“Ignore her.”
Qi Lianyi picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The astringency spread from the tip of his tongue to the entire mouth.
Picked up the phone and made a call.
“Where is Shangguan Xingye?”
“Madam, Miss Shangguan is in the bedroom.”
Bedroom?
What time is it? Are you still in the bedroom?
“Put her on the phone.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
The call was transferred to the master bedroom. Xuetuan heard the call and answered it, "Hello?"
Her voice was soft and weak, with a strong nasal sound.
“Have you caught a cold?”
The call was from Qi Lianyi, which surprised Xuetuan.
Although the relationship with her was slightly awkward, out of politeness, she simply explained, "I didn't pay attention while taking a bath last night and caught a cold."
“Rong Yin didn’t take you to attend the opening of the Youth Games today?”
"…No."
Qi Lianyi really hates iron, what is going on with her!
At the beginning, Rong Yin hated her so much that he was fascinated by her. Now that Rong Yin has just lost his memory, she can't make him fall in love with her.
Has the original charm worn off?
Or...Rong Yin really doesn't love her anymore?
“You have a cold, does he know?”
Xuetuan was the only one in the huge bedroom.
She curled up into a ball, sniffed, and quickly pulled out a few tissues to blow away the mucus, "He doesn't know."
“Hmm.” Before hanging up the phone, Qi Lianyi reminded her, “One month is not much, so work hard.”
After hanging up the phone, Qi Lianyi couldn't help but sigh.
It’s really… helpless.
The opportunity has been created for her, but she still won't seize it. It's really worrying.
At around one o'clock in the morning, Rong Yin returned to the Presidential Palace.
Just as he was about to go upstairs, the servant followed him and said cautiously, "Sir, Miss Shangguan is sick and hasn't eaten for a day."
Get ill?
Rong Yin paused as he walked upstairs, frowning slightly, "Is she sick?"
"Yes, the doctor said it was a severe cold caused by catching a cold. Miss Shangguan refused to eat, saying she had no appetite. She had a stomachache after taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor on an empty stomach."
Rong Yin: “…”
This woman!
It’s really not a worry at all.
“Get her some light midnight snack and bring it upstairs in a while.”
The servant looked happy and said, "Yes, Your Excellency!"
The bedroom door was pushed open, and the man saw a ball of snow curled up on the bed.
Really sick?
Rong Yin took a step forward and came to the bedside. Rong Yin sat down on the bedside, reached out with one hand, and gently landed on her forehead.
As soon as the man's cold fingers touched his forehead, Xue Tuan woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the man's deep, dark eyes.
She was startled for a moment, then raised her hand and held his hand to prevent him from taking it away, "Am I dreaming?"
"Um?"
“If it wasn’t a dream, why did you appear in front of me?”
Rong Yin did not comment, but just checked the temperature on her forehead and found that the temperature was not high, maybe it was just a cold.
From her heavily nasal voice, you could tell that she really had a cold and was not pretending to be sick.
His thin lips moved slightly, and when he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door from the servant.
“Sir, the midnight snack is here.”
"Come in."
The servant opened the door and came in, bowing his head respectfully, "Sir, where should I put the midnight snack?"
“Bring it over.”
"yes."
The tray with the late night snack was placed on the bedside table. Rong Yin waved his hand and the servant exited the bedroom.
“Would you like porridge or soup?”
(End of this chapter)
