Pull the girl to provoke the cool president

In the study, Chi Yeche sat blankly by himself, with the diary left by Ruoning in front of him.

He stretched out his hand and gently opened the diary. Over the years, Chi Yeche has rarely opened it on his own initiative, because every time he reads it, infinite memories will flood his heart.

The memories are too good, the reality is more cruel.Ruoning is no longer by her side, and it is impossible for her to be by her side again...

On the title page of the notebook, Ruoning's beautiful handwriting.

[This diary will only record the stories between me and him.

He was my best, first love. ——Xu Ruoning]

"Knock knock", the door of the study was knocked suddenly, pulling Chi Yeche back from the abyss of memories.

After closing the diary, opening the cabinet next to the desk and putting it in, Chi Yeche whispered, "Come in."

Fang Ye walked in with a hot Banlangen and put it in front of Chi Yeche.

Chi Yeche took a sip and asked, "What about her?"

"Miss Qiao should have taken the medicine and gone to take a nap."

"Well, I see."

Fang Ye bowed lightly and left the study.

As soon as Fang Ye left and closed the door, the mobile phone that was placed on the table rang.

Glancing at the caller ID on the screen, seeing Jiang Yueqing's name, Chi Yeche frowned and still connected the call.

"Hello." Chi Yeche's voice was short and impatient.

"Che, didn't you come to the company today? I came to see you, but the front desk said you were not here."

"Didn't go." As Chi Yeche said, he suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, and wanted to hold back but still coughed lightly.

Although the voice was not very loud when she covered her mouth with her hands, it still reached Jiang Yueqing's ears on the other end of the phone. "Che, are you sick?" Jiang Yueqing's voice was full of worry.

"No."

"I heard you coughing. Are you very ill? Are you in the hotel now? I'll go see you."

"No need. I'm fine." Chi Yeche refused in a cold voice, and changed the subject without a trace: "What are you calling for?"

Jiang Yueqing knew that Chi Yeche definitely didn't want her to see him, so she didn't continue to struggle because she was afraid that Chi Yeche would hang up the phone. "My brother is flying back to the United States tomorrow afternoon. I want to ask if you have time. Let's have a meal together."

"I have a meeting tomorrow." Chi Yeche pushed it down without thinking.

Hearing Chi Yeche's words, Jiang Yueqing felt sad even though she had already thought that he would reject him. "Since you have something to do, I won't bother you."

As soon as he fell asleep until it was time to eat, it may be that his health has improved a little. Qiao Ximo's appetite at night was also better than at noon, and he ate two bowls of rice in one go.

After dinner, Fang Ye picked up the doctor and made sure that Qiao Ximo's fever had subsided.

Seeing the doctor take out the medicine bottle, Chi Yeche frowned: "Do you still need an injection?"

"Yes, although the fever has subsided, it needs to be strengthened. After all, the fever reached [-] degrees yesterday." The doctor said, holding Qiao Ximo's hand and preparing to give her an injection.

In fact, Qiao Ximo was very afraid of injections. Seeing that the doctor was about to give him an injection, he quickly closed his eyes and dared not look at it.

Today the doctor called the shelf and hung the medicine bottle up.

"I'm really sorry that I forgot to bring the shelf yesterday. It must have been very hard for you to hold the medicine bottle for an hour or two, sir."

Hearing the doctor's words, Qiao Ximo gently opened his eyes and raised his eyes to look at Chi Yeche in astonishment.

Chi Yeche knew that Qiao Ximo was looking at him, so he deliberately didn't miss him.

The doctor's words... mean that Chi Yeche helped her lift the hanging bottle for an hour or two yesterday?He would be so kind?

Chi Yeche didn't answer the doctor's words, but said to Fang Ye: "You send the doctor back."

"Yes." Fang Ye responded, motioned to the doctor, and the two walked out of the room.

"Call me when the medicine is almost finished." Chi Yeche said, turning around and preparing to leave.

Looking at Chi Yeche's back, Qiao Ximo really wanted to say thank you for helping her carry the bottle yesterday, but then she thought again, if he hadn't yelled at herself to get out, she wouldn't have had a fever and needed an injection.The pink lips were pressed tightly, but those two words were still not uttered.

The hand that gave the injection was the left hand, and Qiao Ximo took the unfinished novel by the bed with his right hand, and brought the English dictionary along the way.

When encountering a word he didn't know, he opened the dictionary, and Qiao Ximo discovered that many pages in the dictionary had notes written in neat and firm handwriting.

Qiao Ximo was a little unexpected.Chi Yeche turned out to be a hardworking person when she was young, at least she didn't have so many notes in her book.

Seeing that the medicine was almost finished, Qiao Ximo picked up his mobile phone and dialed Chi Yeche. After the phone call, he said, "The medicine is finished." Then he hung up the phone.

The door of the room was opened in less than ten seconds, and Chi Yeche walked to Qiao Ximo's side, glanced at the medicine bottle that was about to run out, and knelt down.

Holding Qiao Ximo's soft and delicate hand, Chi Yeche quickly helped her pull out the needle tube and pressed the needle port with a sponge.

Looking up, she saw Qiao Ximo frowning tightly, she seemed to be very afraid of injections.

The deep voice seemed to have a hint of comfort. It sounded so scary on weekdays, but now it made Qiao Ximo feel at ease. "The needle has already been pulled out, so I won't do it tomorrow."

Qiao Ximo gently opened his eyes but only lowered them.

"Then you rest." After saying that, Chi Yeche got up and left Qiao Ximo's room.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Qiao Ximo was woken up by the phone ringing.

Stretching out his hand, he fumbled for the mobile phone on the bedside table in a daze. When he got it, he opened his tired eyelids, and saw Qiao Daye's name displayed on the mobile phone.

Qiao Ximo answered the phone and put the phone to his ear.

"Hi. What's the matter?"

"Ximo, Dad is returning to China now, we just got off the plane, if you can come, please come in an hour."

Hearing Qiao Daye's words, Qiao Ximo quickly sat up from the bed: "Okay, I'll go there later."

After hanging up the phone and throwing the phone aside, Qiao Ximo changed into a set of clothes that looked relatively simple, and hurriedly prepared to leave the room after washing.

Hearing footsteps from upstairs, knowing that it was Qiao Ximo who had come down, Chi Yeche, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room and reading the newspaper, raised his head.

Seeing that Qiao Ximo was not wearing home clothes but seemed ready to go out, he couldn't help frowning: "Where are you going?"

Qiao Ximo didn't expect Chi Yeche to stay at home today.Doesn't he need to go to the company?

"Just now my father called to say that he has returned to China, and I want to go back and see him."

Qiao Ximo originally thought that Chi Yeche would agree as before and ask her to come back before dinner, but Chi Yeche just shook the newspaper and said coldly, "No."

Because of Chi Yeche's three words "Don't go", Qiao Ximo froze in place.

"why?"