"Thank you!" She thanked her softly, took the cup, and swallowed the antipyretic medicine.
He put away the cup and raised his chin towards the handbag beside the bed.
"Get dressed and eat!"
His tone was still commanding. This man was used to giving orders.
In his world, he is the emperor.
The inside of the handbag is still the same as last time, brand new from the inside out.
She took out her clothes from the paper bag, looked at the man who was still standing by the bed, and hesitated again, "Can... please wait outside!"
"No!" Leng Zimo refused simply, "You have to get used to it!"
Luo Xiaoqian's heart suddenly became cold.
That’s right!
Who is she? She is just a woman he kept with his money, just like a pet.
If the master wants you to take off your clothes, you have to take them off. If the master wants you to get out, you have to get out.
Luo Xiaoqian gritted her teeth, got up and got out of bed, and pulled off the straps of her bathrobe.
Leng Zimo turned and walked towards the outer hall.
"I'll give you three minutes!"
Seeing him turn around, Luo Xiaoqian finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put on her clothes and walked out of the hall.
Several exquisite meals have already been placed on the table, and the porridge in the box is still steaming.
Leng Zimo was sitting in front of the piano not far away, holding the music score with one hand and flicking a string of notes on the keys with the other. He seemed to be not satisfied with this section. He frowned slightly and played it back and forth repeatedly.
That one section.
"It would be better to change the fourth note to F!"
Luo Xiaoqian suggested in a low voice.
Leng Zimo played it again. This time, he listened to her and changed the fourth note to F. Sure enough, the effect was much better.
With a thought in his mind, he immediately added another half-beat syllable, and the whole section immediately became smooth.
He picked up the pen and corrected the music score. He straightened up with satisfaction. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Luo Xiaoqian standing beside him. He immediately put down the pen in his hand.
"why you do not want to eat?"
"I’m waiting for you!"
Luo Xiaoqian answered naturally.
"Wait for me?" A strange color flashed in Leng Zimo's eyes.
"Of course, you are the employer and I am the employee. If you don't say anything, how can I dare to eat?"
This guy was so overbearing and authoritarian, how could she know if there was anything weird about his eating? She felt so sick all over her body now that she had no strength to deal with him anymore.
After getting up, Leng Zimo strode to the table, and then Luo Xiaoqian walked over.
"Sit next to me!" he ordered again.
Helpless, Luo Xiaoqian could only give up the seat farthest from him, sit next to him, and move one of the bowls of porridge in front of her.
I don't know if Leng Zimo did it deliberately or if he just liked it.
The dishes on the table are very light, and there are two of them that she likes to eat on weekdays.
However, Luo Xiaoqian really didn't have much appetite at this time, but she only ate a little bit just for her stomach.
In the hall, the only sound was her soft swallowing.
Leng Zimo stood up again and walked away. After a moment, he turned back and stood behind her. He used one hand to untangle her hair on her shoulders and the other hand reached over to unbutton the top button of her shirt.
