Just for her being his secretary, she might never be able to repay him in her lifetime. No matter how bad she was, he just wanted to find an excuse to keep her by his side.
"Really?" When the innocent little woman heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Of course, otherwise, who would I ask for debt?" Duanmu Xiu said matter-of-factly.
"How much will my salary be if I am your secretary? How long will it take me to pay off the debt?" She made a rough estimate of the antique that she smashed. I am afraid it would be more than 100 million. She is just a little secretary, so how much salary will it take? It couldn't be much higher. Xiahou Xiyue suddenly felt that the future was dark.
"The most important thing for you now is to recover from your injuries first, and don't worry about other things for the time being." Duanmu Xiu slowly let go of her and stood up, saying calmly.
"Oh." In fact, he didn't say it, but she also knew that she would really get into trouble. Thinking of going to work in that kind of place in the future, she couldn't help but worry. She had sworn an oath, and she didn't know if she would. Will be struck by lightning.
"Master, the soup is here." At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Yuan Qing came in carrying soup and food boxes.
"You feed her, drink all the soup, and don't leave even a drop." Duanmu Xiu said domineeringly, and turned around and left the ward without caring about someone's darkened face.
"Hou, you make so much soup, you think I'm a cow, a tyrant." Xiahou Xiyue made a face behind him.
"Xiyue, is your wound painful?" After Duanmuxiu left, Yuan Qing dared to look up at Xiahou Xiyue. When he saw her eyes were wet, he asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, my wound doesn't hurt." Xiahou Xiyue shook her head and said.
"But why are your eyes red and wet?" Yuan Qing stepped forward and helped her lean against the bed, while asking doubtfully.
"Uh, no, there was sand in my eyes just now." Of course she wouldn't say that she was angry with the devil just now.
"This ward is the best ward, but there is still sand. This is outrageous." Yuan Qing, who took it seriously, immediately frowned and said with dissatisfaction.
"Actually, it's nothing. Maybe it was blown in from the window just now. I'm hungry. What did you bring for me to eat?" Not wanting to dwell on this issue any longer, Xiahou Xiyue quickly changed the subject.
"There is soup that is helpful for wounds, and there is also porridge prepared by the chef with great care." Yuan Qing immediately put out the food he had brought.
"Soup and porridge? Nothing else?" Xiahou Xiyue was dumbfounded.
"The doctor said you should eat lighter foods during this period." Yuan Qing knew that she liked to eat heavy flavors, but she couldn't eat them now.
"Oh my god, you don't want me to drink soup and porridge with every meal. Then you might as well kill me." Xiahou Xiyue's face suddenly fell.
"Xiyue, don't be like this. After you are discharged from the hospital, you can eat the food you like." Yuan Qing couldn't help laughing when he saw her exaggerated expression.
"You're still laughing, this porridge doesn't even have a drop of soy sauce, it's tasteless." Xiahou Xiyue said with disgust.
"You have a wound on your head. How can you eat soy sauce? You'd better make do with it for a while." Yuan Qing shook his head and said with a smile.
"Hey, it's all those antiques." Xiahou Xiyue said through gritted teeth.
"Xiyue, I'm sorry, if I hadn't called you that day, you wouldn't have been smashed by the antique, and you wouldn't have..." Yuan Qing said guiltily.
