The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

On the other side, Shen Jingjue was recuperating alone in a private villa in the suburbs.

He took oral medicine today, which was the last of the first course of treatment. He knew that Tang Qiaoer would definitely send someone to deliver medicine tonight.

Not that he was confident that she still had some feelings for him.

It's just that she doesn't want to owe him anything.

During the day, Shen Jing felt better except for chest pain. Unexpectedly, I developed a high fever at night!

"Axian...Axian?"

Shen Jing felt that his throat was hoarse and dry, his body was getting hot and cold, and he could hardly open his eyes.

After shouting a few times, he remembered that he had sent Han Xian to the group to get important documents. At this moment, the boy was still running on the road.

Shen Jingjue struggled to get up, only to find that the sheets and quilt were soaked with hot sweat, his black bangs were stuck to his forehead, and his whole body was wet, as if he had been fished out of the sea.

He changed into a set of pajamas and went downstairs top-heavy to find a drink of water.

This is, the doorbell rang.

Shen Jingjue looked confused, walked over slowly, and clicked on the video call.

The moment Tang Qiaoer's impeccably beautiful face came into his eyes, his gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart beat almost out of control.

"Shen Jingjue, I know you are inside, open the door." Tang Qiao'er looked directly at the camera with a cold expression on her face.

"..." Shen Jing felt her thin lips tighten and she was silent for a while.

"Are you really dead or pretending to be dead? Open the door."

Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes were filled with sullenness, and she pinched her waist with one hand, "If you have a will, make it as soon as possible. If you don't have me coming in to collect the body for you!"

"Cough..." The man was pecked by her powerful mouth and couldn't help but cough.

"Don't think that only you can use your trick, I can do it too."

Tang Qiao'er was a little anxious. She got angry and punched the door hard, "If you don't come out, I won't leave..."

Unexpectedly, the words have not yet finished.

The door actually opened.

Shen Jingjue, wearing dark blue pajamas and handsome face as pale as frost, stood upright in front of her, gently spreading his face and smiling weakly but still stunningly.

"Ms. Tang, it's cold outside, come in."

How could he be willing to let her get cold outside? He would feel bad for her.

Tang Qiaoer looked at Shen Jingjue, who had lost a lot of weight, and her heart skipped a beat.

His complexion was extremely bad, visible to the naked eye.

Don’t you take your medicine on time? It looked a lot better a while ago, but why is it like this again?

Tang Qiaoer bit her lower lip and walked in the door.

Shen Jingjue steeled himself and took her to the living room.

"Why did Miss Tang come here? Ah Xian told you about this place?"

"Don't blame Secretary Han, he's thinking about you too."

Tang Qiao'er sat down on the sofa and looked directly at him with stern eyes. Her voice was clean and cold, and she didn't show much concern. "You don't have two reliable people around you. If you really drive Han Xian away because of this, , then you are really stupid and ignorant.

There's no point in following a fool like you. When the time comes, I will hire Secretary Han to work in our KS. Don't cry then. "

"Miss Tang, you are thinking too much." Shen Jingjue looked at her deeply.

Because he was so happy in his heart, even if he pretended to be calm, the corners of his dry lips could not stop rising, "Axian has been following me for so many years, how could I be willing to let him leave. I just..."

I'm afraid you'll be worried.

He suddenly remembered that night, Tang Qiaoer stood with Xie Jinhuan, resolutely keeping distance from him, and even felt repelled and bored by him.

He no longer had the confidence to say these four words.

"Ms. Tang, you are so polite. Why don't you call me Qiao'er?" Tang Qiao'er narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and asked with a half-smile.

"Because I know you don't like it."

Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart felt sour for no reason.

"In the past, it was my fault that I pushed you too hard. In the future, I will never do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable again."

Shen Jing felt that his handsome face, as pale as blood loss, had a broken and sickly beauty, which made Tang Qiaoer feel in a trance.

She coughed lightly, put the medicine bottle in her hand on the table, and then stood up, "For the second course of treatment, remember to take it on time. Let's go."

"No need, take it back." The man shook his head.

"Shen Jingjue, what do you mean? You don't want to live anymore?"

Tang Qiaoer frowned, "You are a newbie in the business world, worth nearly [-] billion, are you willing to die?"

"No, I just feel that you don't owe me anything. Even if I save you, I am repaying you and atone for my sins."

Shen Jingjue shook his head again, "No matter how I end up, you don't have to blame yourself. What's more, I'm in better health now and no longer need to take medicine."

good? Who are you lying to?

Tang Qiao'er was very angry and sneered, "What kind of new trick is this? Retreating in order to advance? Zhao Min used this trick to defeat Zhang Wuji. It's a pity that I am not the leader of Zhang, but I am not as merciful as him."

"I know." Shen Jingjue smiled bitterly, "So for me, there are no skills, only feelings. I really don't need it anymore."

After hearing this, Tang Qiaoer felt mixed emotions in her heart, and said with a cold face: "In that case, I have nothing to say. If you don't appreciate my kindness, there is no need for me to stick my face to your cold butt. I'm not that mean. .

After this course of treatment, you don’t need to take any more medicine. The medicine is only half poisonous, and taking too much is not good. Wish yourself luck. "

After saying that, she wanted to leave, but Shen Jingjue reached out to stop her.

"It's rare that you come to me. It's cold outside. Let's have a cup of hot tea before leaving. I'll make it soon."

Tang Qiaoer hesitated for a moment, but unexpectedly, she didn't reject him.

She sat back on the sofa and watched Shen Jingjue's tall and handsome back walking towards the kitchen.

In her mind, she recalled what her elder brother had said to her.

In terms of sincerity in treating people, she and Shen Jingjue are the same type of people. Whoever they identify with, they always want to dig out their hearts and show them to the other person.

It's a pity that he once dismissed her when she loved him so passionately. From now on, it would be really difficult for her to open her heart to him again.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise——

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the cup falling to the ground and breaking!

"Shen Jingjue?!"

Tang Qiaoer's heart skipped a beat, and she stood up and ran straight to the kitchen!

On the marble floor, the ceramic cup was broken.

Shen Jingjue was kneeling on the broken porcelain, with one hand supporting the ground and the other hand firmly grasping the edge of the table. His whole body was soaked with sweat, and his breathing was weak and labored.

"You...what's wrong with you?!"

Tang Qiaoer's face changed with shock, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help him stand up.

But the sick man's body was too heavy, and she couldn't lift him even with all her strength.

There was no other way. Tang Qiaoer could only squat down and pull away the sharp fragments with both hands, fearing that he would fall down at any time and cut his body!

"Qiao'er...Qiao'er..."

Shen Jingjue raised his head with all his strength, his cheeks were red from the heat, and his eyes were blurred and unfocused.

Tang Qiaoer was shocked and hurriedly touched his forehead...

It's as hot as a boiling kettle!

"How could this happen? Why do you have a fever?!"

Tang Qiaoer was distraught, frightened and angry, and shouted at him with red eyes, "Have you taken your medicine on time? Bastard!"

Shen Jing felt that his breathing was hot and he was confused by the fever. Based on his instinctive consciousness, he opened his arms and hugged the woman he loved to the core in front of him into his arms.

"Qiao'er...please give me a little love...please...give me a little..."

Tang Qiaoer's heart was surging, her lips were slightly open, and her eyes slowly turned red with surprise.

"Shen Jingjue, you..."

"I want you to... give me some love."

From the depths of Shen Jingjue's dry throat, a vague and hoarse sound rolled out, trembling at her heartstrings, "But I'm afraid...because I know that I'm not worthy..."