"Brother Ji Feng..." Ye Zhenzhen, wearing a black short skirt and high heels, ran after Han Jifeng anxiously and said in a pleading tone, "Are you leaving now? Stay a little longer, there are so many colleagues.
Here, you... just stay a little longer, okay?"
He agreed to come to her celebration banquet, and she was so happy that she specially chose a black high-end dress to match his clothes to seduce him, making it obvious that they were lovers at a glance. However, he couldn't sit still.
She was about to leave in ten minutes, which made her feel extremely embarrassed.
"No, we still have something to do. Have fun with your colleagues." Han Jifeng waved, and the parking boy immediately drove his white Bentley over.
"But..." Ye Zhenzhen took a step forward, wanting to stay, but he had already stepped into the car. Ye Zhenzhen stood there with a look of disappointment, watching his car disappear from her sight.
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Her head was dizzy, and her whole body felt like she had lost time. Her whole body was weak and weak. She had not eaten two meals, but she did not feel hungry. However, her stomach was already protesting and there was a dull pain. She pressed it with her hands in order to reduce it a little.
torture.
"Bang bang bang..." At this time, she heard a knock on the door in a daze.
Is it her father? Or her sister? Why didn't she take the key with her when she went out? She wanted to get up and open the door, but she couldn't muster the strength at all. She climbed up several times and then fell down again.
"Bang bang bang..." But the knocking on the door continued, but she really couldn't get up.
Han Jifeng was wearing a high-end custom-made linen suit. He was tall and straight, exuding a noble and elegant atmosphere. He was standing in such a narrow and dim corridor in shiny leather shoes. He looked so out of place. People passing by turned around from time to time and asked with curious expressions.
Look at him.
"Bang bang bang!" He had been knocking on the door for almost ten minutes, but the door was still closed.
Is there no one at home? He retracted his hand, paused, and after a moment, he turned around and prepared to leave——
"Sister, why don't you bring the key?" As soon as he turned around, he heard a hoarse female voice. Looking back, he saw Ling Tongyu wrapped in an extra-thick quilt, like a silkworm baby
Likewise, with blurred eyes, he opened the door.
The two people's eyes suddenly met.
When Ling Tongyu saw the man standing at the door, he was startled and suddenly sobered up——
"You, why are you here? Didn't you go to Director Ye's celebration party?" Judging from the time, the celebration party has just begun at this time.
"Isn't it convenient for me to come in?" Han Jifeng did not answer her question, but stood where he was and asked very politely.
"Oh, oh, then... come in." Ling Tongyu opened the door a little more, but Han Jifeng clearly saw a reluctant expression on her face.
Did this woman make a mistake? He, the dignified CEO of Daehan Group, deigned to come to an employee’s home to visit her, and she was not very happy about it?!
For Han Jifeng, who is 1.87 meters tall, the door of Ling Tongyu's house is too short, and he has to lower his head to get in.
"The house is so small, can you and Xiaoxi live in it?" Han Jifeng walked in and looked around a little. The living room was very small, smaller than his bathroom. There was a sofa and an old-colored sofa.
There was little space behind a small glass table that was probably used as a dining table. It was difficult for a tall man like him to even move.
"To be precise, there are four people. In addition to me and Xiaoxi, my father and sister also live here."
Ling Tongyu wiped his teary eyes with a tissue, then he lay down on the sofa with the quilt closed and huddled up, "You can sit wherever you like, there's no coffee or red wine, just plain water for you.
, if you want to drink, go to the kitchen and make some."
She was so tired. She had just spent a lot of effort to get up and open the door for her, and she had spoken so many words to him. She was already too tired to have any energy, and she could no longer care about her image.
"Are you sick?" Seeing her depressed look and hoarse voice, Han Jifeng asked.
"Yeah." Her confused voice came from the quilt that she hugged tightly. Why was he always asking this and that, if he could stop talking and let her have a good sleep. She really didn't want to talk.
Han Jifeng walked over, frowned slightly, and reached out to touch her forehead——
"What are you doing..." Ling Tongyu waved his hand away feebly and said impatiently.
"Do you have a fever?" Her forehead was very hot, her face was also flushed, and she had a strong nasal voice when she spoke.
"Yeah." She closed her eyes tightly and hummed, answering his question.
"You have such a high fever and you can't bear to go to the hospital?" He was a little annoyed for some reason. He looked around and found that there were antipyretics and cold medicine in the corner of the sofa. Needless to say, this woman definitely didn't go to the hospital to save money.
I randomly went to the pharmacy and bought some medicine.
"..." She made a gurgling sound in her throat, and it was hard to hear what she was saying.
Forget it, going to the hospital is more troublesome now. After sighing, Han Jifeng bent down and picked up the woman wrapped in a quilt.
"You, what are you doing!" She had no strength at all. She wanted to resist, but she found it difficult to even raise her hands. She had to open her eyes with difficulty and looked at him dissatisfied.
"Go back to bed and lie down." There were two rooms in the house. He looked around and walked into the one with the door open.
This room is really small and not as good as his desk. There is a bunk bed in it. There are several children's paintings on the wall. There are some books, sketchbooks and other things scattered on the only small desk.
After he walked in, he even had to bend down to put Ling Tongyu on the bed, but he had to change his position several times before putting him there.
After covering her with the quilt, he ducked out again.
Ling Tongyu was too weak to bother with him. She didn't have anything valuable anyway, and he wouldn't be a thief. Let him go, and she would continue to sleep.
Han Jifeng walked to the kitchen. The kitchen was so small that he felt crowded even when he was standing in it. How could four people live in such a small place?
He frowned even more when he opened the "pocket-sized" refrigerator. There were only two vegetables, a piece of tofu, and two eggs in the refrigerator, which were the most luxurious things. There was not even minced meat in sight.
Standing in front of the refrigerator and thinking for a while, he first took off his suit and put it on the sofa in the living room, then unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and rolled up the sleeves bit by bit.
He looked around with deep eyes, took the apron hanging at the door, put it on and put it on, then walked into the kitchen again.