In mid-to-late September, the weather became cooler.
Gu Yanjing handled some things in the car and didn't pay much attention to where the car was going.
It wasn't until the car stopped that he noticed something was wrong.
The journey home today is a bit short.
He raised his eyes and looked outside, looking at the slowly opening black door of his house. He looked at Shang Chen and asked, "Where is this?"
Shang Chen was waiting for the door to open and drive in. Suddenly he felt like a cold arrow stuck in the back of his heart.
He looked back from the rearview mirror, met Gu Yanjing's gaze, and his heart suddenly shrank: "This, this is home."
"Who asked you to come here?" Gu Yanjing's voice was extremely dull.
"me"
"Go and change Meng Yan back from Continent F." Gu Yanjing lowered her gaze and looked at her mobile phone.
Shang Chen's cold face trembled and he did not dare to speak.
The gate opened, and people stood on both sides, waiting for the car to drive in.
But Shang Chen didn't dare to move.
Seeing that there was no message on her phone, Gu Yanjing paused and said, "Go back to Fenglin Villa."
"Yes." Shang Chen quickly changed direction and drove the car back to Fenglin Villa.
After arriving at Fenglin Villa and getting off the car, Gu Yanjing checked her phone again, but there was still no message.
He entered the villa and as soon as he walked to the entrance, his cell phone rang twice.
When he heard the message notification sound, his expression suddenly sank, and he even slowed down in changing his shoes.
Shang Chen followed him, feeling that his mood was getting worse, so he silently moved back a little.
Gu Yanjing originally thought it was a message from Qiao Yuxian telling him that he would not be back at night.
It had always been like this, sooner or later, the news always came after he arrived at Maple Grove Garden.
But when he walked into the living room, he found someone he hadn't seen in nearly a week, slumped on the sofa.
Wiggly.
His steps paused imperceptibly, and then he continued walking.
Qiao Yuxian heard the footsteps and leaned on the sofa. She turned her head and looked over: "You're back."
His tone was weak and his voice was hoarse.
Gu Yanjing walked over and looked down at her: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Qiao Yuxian picked up the cup and took a sip of hot water, "The boss is being exploited by his employees."
Gu Yanjing looked at her.
When the old man asked him to marry Qiao Yuxian, he checked her and knew that she had a dubbing studio under her name. He didn't find anything else.
There should be something else. For example, the old man met her for the first time in the hospital, but within a month, he asked him to marry her.
Besides, she is very rich and well-connected.
These are far more than Qiao's or this studio.
But he couldn't find it.
"Where is the law of heaven?" Qiao Yuxian put down the water glass, held Gu Yanjing's sleeves with both hands, looked up at him with an expression full of injustice, and said in a hoarse voice, "The law of heaven is clear! In broad daylight! The world is declining.
.The employees exploited the boss openly."
She began to shake Gu Yanjing's arm, "Master Gu, please avenge this little girl!"
Gu Yanjing looked at her hand, looked at her for another two seconds, then raised his hand and pushed her forehead gently.
Qiao Yuxian's head was pushed back a bit. She let him go and leaned back on the sofa. He said with a smile, "It's okay. The temperature dropped suddenly last night. I kicked off the quilt and caught a little cold."
She squeezed her time and compressed two weeks' workload into one week, with high efficiency and high quality.
The load on her throat was too great, and her temperature suddenly dropped last night. She slept in Shi Tan's lounge, and when she got up early in the morning, the quilt fell to the floor.
Fortunately, the work was completed and my voice persisted until the last moment.
"Have you taken the medicine?" Gu Yanjing looked at her face again.
Not really a problem.
Qiao Yuxian sat on the couch today, so Gu Yanjing could only go to the other side and sit on the single sofa.
But Shang Chen stood upright next to him, his face paralyzed, but full of doubts.
His young master Gu was obviously very unhappy when he just walked in.
Why are you feeling calm again now?
Why did the anger that had accumulated for a week dissipate?
Shang Chen felt it with his heart again, and he really couldn't feel it anymore.
He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand.
Just because I met Qiao Yuxian?
Will he stop being angry when he sees Qiao Yuxian? Is there magic in Qiao Yuxian? He doesn't understand, especially unclear.
"Just drink more water." Qiao Yuxian felt that something was wrong with Shang Chen. She glanced at him, then looked at Gu Yanjing and said, "With my physical fitness and immunity.
Just one person caught a cold."
She stretched out her index finger and shook it: "Don't worry about it. If nothing else happens, it will be fine tomorrow."
If there is no accident, then there will be an accident.
At nearly half past eleven in the evening, Qiao Yuxian's door opened and she walked out with a pale face.
Gu Yanjing was coming out of the study to go back to the bedroom when she bumped into her.
Seeing her disheveled hair, pale face, and clutching her stomach, he walked over and helped her: "What's wrong?"
Qiao Yuxian glanced at him and said a little annoyed: "Menstrual period."
Gu Yanjing's eyelashes trembled slightly, she supported her and used some strength to lend her strength: "What are you going to do?"
"Looking for Aunt Mei."
Gu Yanjing looked at her face again and helped her go downstairs.
Qiao Yuxian knocked on Aunt Mei's door.
Aunt Mei was shocked when she saw her, and quickly helped her: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"It's okay. I'm on my period." Qiao Yuxian said a little pitifully, "Aunt Mei, I don't have sanitary napkins, do you have any here?"
"Yes, yes." Aunt Mei put on some clothes and helped her out, "Does it hurt? Go back to the room first, I'll give it to you, and then I'll make you some ginger soup."
Gu Yanjing followed them, frowning, not knowing what to do.
All he knew was that her hand was cold when he just touched it.
After thinking for a while, he took the car keys and went out.
Qiao Yuxian returned to the room and went directly to the bathroom.
Aunt Mei went to get her something and send it to the bathroom.
After changing, Qiao Yuxian went to bed.
Almost ten minutes later, Gu Yanjing entered the room with a hot water bottle. She looked at the person curled up on the bed and gave her the hot water bottle.
Qiao Yuxian stretched out her hand and felt a little coolness on Gu Yanjing's body, as if it was brought in from outside. She got the hot water bottle and hugged her in her arms: "Thank you."
"Does it hurt?" Gu Yanjing saw her frown.
"Fortunately, it's very cold." Qiao Yuxian whispered hoarsely, "I don't have the strength."
After a pause, Gu Yanjing leaned over and touched her forehead, which was hot: "You have a fever."
"Ah?" Qiao Yuxian opened his eyes and looked at him confused.
"Is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable?" Gu Yanjing helped her tuck the quilt.
"I just vomited once." Qiao Yuxian's eyes were dry and he struggled to keep them open. His long eyelashes trembled, innocent and pitiful.
She has never had any pain during her menstrual period or any reaction.
But she heard that some people vomit during menstruation.
She thought she had vomited during her period.
Gu Yanjing: "."
He left the room and called the doctor, briefly explaining Qiao Yuxian's symptoms.
Aunt Mei cooked the ginger soup, served it, and took her temperature, which was thirty-nine degrees two.
When he heard this temperature, Qiao Yuxian's dull eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out: "Oh ho."
Gu Yanjing looked at her.
Seeing his serious look, she fainted again.
Wrapped in quilt, he sat on the bed, holding a cup in one hand, obediently lowering his eyelashes, and drank ginger soup in small sips.