After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

While Song Yuanye was in a state of distress, Jing Yi was in a good mood. Shen Huaichu had finished his overseas project inspection and they made an appointment to meet today.

Shen Huaichu raised his head and looked at the time. The appointed time was coming soon. He pinched his temples in an attempt to relieve his physical discomfort.

When he was on the plane yesterday, he was already feeling a little uncomfortable, but now it was more important for him to meet Jing Yi.

"Shen Huaichu!"

Jing Yi waved his hand from a distance and greeted Shen Huaichu with a smile.

He was standing in a busy street, wearing a simple dark gray lapel shirt and a pair of dark casual pants. His hair was slightly messy, as if it had been arranged casually.

Many people wanted to approach him and strike up a conversation, but were still frightened away by his indifferent eyes.

Hearing Jing Yi's voice, Shen Huaichu's eyes revealed a gentle light, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his whole body became much softer.

Seeing Jing Yi trotting over, Shen Huaichu walked towards him unconsciously, raising his hand to catch Jing Yi who was running over.

Jing Yi stopped half a step in front of him. Shen Huaichu was slightly startled, with a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Jing Yi raised the corners of her lips slightly, and the pear dimples were looming on her cheeks, which was really pretty.

She gently held Shen Huaichu's finger, "Have you been waiting for a long time?" Shen Huaichu raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly, "No, we just arrived."

He stretched out his hand to tidy up the broken hair on her forehead, and held Jing Yi's hand with his other hand.

They made an appointment to go out for dinner. Jing Yi was about to ask Shen Huaichu what to eat when she held Shen Huaichu's hand and felt strange.

She frowned slightly, held Shen Huaichu's hand with both hands, and carefully felt his temperature.

Shen Huaichu smiled, his thin lips curled up in a slight arc, thinking that Jing Yi was joking, he covered it with his other hand.

Now Jingyi clearly felt the warmth in Shen Huaichu's palm, raised his head and looked at the person next to him, observing carefully.

From the looks of it, this man's face doesn't look very good.

She raised her hand to test the temperature on Shen Huaichu's forehead. Seeing that Shen Huaichu still wanted to step back, she said seriously: "What are you hiding from?"

Shen Huaichu twitched the corners of his mouth and his temples twitched, but he still didn't dare to move.

Jing Yi covered his hands and stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief, "What's wrong with you? You can't even feel it because it's so hot?!" His head was as hot as frying an egg!

Shen Huaichu twitched his lips, took Jing Yi's hand off and held it in his palm.

"How hot is it? It's just a little uncomfortable. By the way, what do you want to eat?"

How long has it been and you still want to change the subject?

Jing Yi glared at Shen Huaichu and said that he was going to take him to the hospital.

Shen Huaichu pulled Jing Yi, his lips turned white, "I'm really fine." He felt a little dizzy, but there was no need to go to the hospital for this minor illness.

Jing Yi's expression was serious, her eyes disapproving, "No, I have to go to the hospital. You've been burned like this. If you continue to burn it, you'll become a fool!"

Shen Huaichu chuckled, "It's not that exaggerated." Looking at his indifferent expression, Jing Yi felt even more angry.

She was exaggerating. He couldn't see her face and couldn't feel the discomfort in her body?

Shen Huaichu looked at Jing Yi's unhappy face, and his expression became particularly soft.

"It's okay. I'll just go back and take some medicine."

Jing Yi saw Shen Huaichu's resistance and sighed heavily. Aren't bosses like them unwilling to go to the hospital?

That hospital is just like a decoration in their eyes!

Jing Yi complained crazily in his heart, but he still compromised. He had no choice but to knock the person unconscious and drag him away.

...

This was the first time Jing Yi came to Shen Huaichu's home.

But she didn't have any curiosity now, and the expressions of the people beside her changed a lot.

Jing Yi helped him to the bedroom, with a worried look on his face, "Do you really don't need to go to the hospital? Are you sure?" The corners of Shen Huaichu's mouth were slightly raised, and he looked very weak.

"It's really not necessary. You'll be fine after taking antipyretics for a while."

Jing Yi sighed and could only ask him where the medical kit was at home, and then hurriedly went to the bathroom to prepare wet towels for him.

By the time she got the medicine, Shen Huaichu was already lying on the bed drowsily, with a feverish flush on his face.

Jing Yi helped the person up and said, "Come on, take the medicine first." Perhaps Shen Huaichu was too weak, so her voice became softer unconsciously.

Shen Huaichu took the medicine obediently and lay back on the bed, looking at Jing Yi who was still covering him with quilt.

"sorry."

Jing Yi looked up and asked strangely: "What are you sorry for?"

"...I was supposed to accompany you on a date."

Jingyi glanced at him helplessly, sat next to him, and complained: "Yes, you should think of me like this. My boyfriend has a fever and is almost turning into a fool, and I still want him to go shopping with me."

Shen Huaichu's expression became serious and he shook his head slightly, "I don't, I just want to spend more time with you. I haven't seen you for a long time."

It's strange that the sick Shen Huaichu is so good at talking.

Jing Yi touched the towel on his forehead to see if it was really hot, but the effect of the medicine was unlikely to take effect immediately.

"Do you really miss me that much?"

Shen Huaichu nodded seriously. If he had known that the time he squeezed out from working overtime could only be exchanged for this fever, he should have said it slowly.

Just thinking about it now, when he really goes back to a few days ago, he will definitely compress all his time because he wants to see Jingyi.

Jing Yi couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, and his eyes were full of joy. "Don't think that I won't say anything to you just because you say nice things now. You don't want to go to the hospital when you're sick. You're a 30-year-old president, but you're still so willful."

Shen Huaichu was a little drowsy at first, and when he heard Jing Yi's words, he slightly opened his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Not 30!"

Why does this sound so familiar?

Jing Yi was stunned and rolled his eyes. He was just like his second brother. What's the point of a year difference?

Shen Huaichu was rarely so persistent. He and Jing Yi were already a few years apart, and now he's one year older. How can he not mind?

"The point is, Mr. Shen, you're really a little willful."

Shen Huaichu knew what Jing Yi meant, but he just didn't want to go to the hospital, didn't want to stay in that white ward, and didn't want to lie sickly on the bed.

Shen Huaichu didn't speak. Jing Yi noticed that he was a little depressed. Now think about it, in such a big villa, there was only Shen Huaichu alone.

She held Shen Huaichu's hand, with dimples on her cheeks, "Fortunately, I'm here, you've made a profit!" Shen Huaichu stared at Jing Yi's smile for a long time, his deep eyes showing affection and joy.

His thin lips parted slightly, "Well, I really made a profit." His tone was serious, "If they were here, they would definitely like you very much."

Jing Yi's heart trembled, 'they' are Shen Huaichu's parents, right?

She smiled gently, still holding Shen Huaichu's hand tightly, "What kind of people are they?"

Shen Huaichu stared ahead with full eyes, as if he was lost in memories, and seemed to be sketching the appearance of his parents in his mind.

What kind of people are his parents.