Deliberate favoritism, the cold-faced president surrenders obediently

Li Yanxiu put his coat on her.

He carried her into the silver Porsche.

Li Yanxiu helped her fasten her seat belt. The woman leaned weakly on the passenger seat, her messy hair casually spread on both sides.

She closed her eyes, frowned, and looked extremely painful.

Li Yanxiu looked at Lin Qian, who was pale and in pain in the passenger seat.

Without wasting a moment, he stepped on the accelerator and the silver Porsche rushed out like a cheetah.

He kept observing Lin Qian's situation, and his hands gripping the steering wheel tightened involuntarily.

He dialed the car phone.

"Zhou He, arrange a hospital ward immediately. A friend of mine is feeling unwell."

"Okay, Mr. Li."

He was considerate enough not to tell others the truth. After all, no woman wants such things to be known by others.

Li Yanxiu hung up the phone and said softly, "Are you feeling bad?"

Lin Qian did not answer. Her consciousness was a little fuzzy and she was still immersed in the feeling of being violated.

Her father was in prison and her mother was seriously ill. It was all because of her. She escaped from the landlord a few days ago and now she was dragged into an alley and almost raped. All the things that happened in the past few days appeared in her mind over and over again.

She shook her head weakly, her brows furrowed, and she muttered softly, "No, no."

The faint sounds of begging for mercy fell into Li Yanxiu's ears, causing ripples in the heart of Li Yanxiu, who was always cold and calm, and an inexplicable heartache appeared in his heart.

Li Yanxiu touched her head and comforted her in a low voice, "Hold on a little longer, we'll be at the hospital soon."

Lin Qian heard Li Yanxiu's gentle voice in a daze, and felt a little relieved.

She nodded with difficulty.

When they arrived at the hospital, Zhou He was already waiting at the emergency room door with the doctor.

The man carried Lin Qian out of the car and gently placed her on the hospital's emergency cart.

Li Yanxiu was usually cold and ruthless and rarely showed any change in his emotions. Now his cold eyes were staring at Lin Qian who was being pushed into the hall.

Zhou He is the assistant who has been with him since he was abroad. He has never seen his boss so nervous and caring.

He had a hunch that the boss treated the lady a little differently, and his frozen heart might have loosened a little.

Li Yanxiu waited outside the emergency room until Lin Qian finished the examination and was sent to the ward and received an infusion.

Lin Qian was still a little confused because she had inhaled too many drugs and her body was weak due to malnutrition recently.

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The air in the room was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, the windows were closed, and the bed was covered with white sheets. She tried hard to recall what happened yesterday.

She vaguely remembered that when she was most helpless, it was Li Yanxiu who saved her, picked her up from the muddy and dirty ground, and sent her to the hospital.

She looked down and saw that the IV in her hand had been removed and was still covered with tape. When she looked up again, she found that the ward was empty.

Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions.

She couldn't say what she was expecting or hoping for. She was already grateful to Li Yanxiu for saving her.

There was an indescribable sense of loss in her heart, and she couldn't help but wonder if the ending would be different if she and Li Yanxiu had met in a different way.

After thinking about it, she turned her head, smiled at herself, and looked out the window absent-mindedly.

If she hadn't taken the initiative to provoke Li Yanxiu, a big shot in the Beijing circle, how could he even look at her?

Even if she could get to know him, it would only be because of her youth and beauty, and they would never be together.

Lin Qian's lonely back was facing the door, and Li Yanxiu, who was standing at the door answering the phone, couldn't help but feel distressed in his eyes.

He even had an urge to help her, but she was not worthy of him doing so.

"Click——"

The door was pushed open and Lin Qian turned around suddenly.

A man was holding a cell phone and answering a call, seemingly explaining something. He hung up the phone and pushed the door open.

It’s Li Yanxiu.

Lin Qian was stunned. She looked at the man who came in. He was still wearing the shirt he had worn when he watched her performance in the restaurant yesterday. The shirt was slightly wrinkled and still had some blood stains on it.

Apparently stayed here overnight.

The man walked to her side, and his big, bony hand touched her forehead. His deep, magnetic voice brought her back to her senses, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

After a night's rest, Lin Qian felt a little weak but not unwell.

She shook her head shyly.

Lin Qian had not yet taken her hand off her forehead. The unique scent of a man filled the air around her. She slowed down her breathing and her face felt slightly hot.

Li Yanxiu saw her lying on the bed obediently, her shy expression was very seductive.

He deliberately stayed a little longer and took the opportunity to tease Lin Qian, "Why, Miss Lin, are you disappointed that you didn't see me?"

Of course Lin Qian didn't want to admit it.

She wanted to get up.

Li Yanxiu held her shoulders as she tried to get up, frowning and saying, "What are you going to do? You are already malnourished, and you took an overdose of drugs. You need to stay in bed and rest."

Lin Qian nodded slightly and said embarrassedly, "But I remember to drink some water."

Li Yanxiu helped her lie half on the bed, then turned around to get a glass of water.

Lin Qian thought he would hand the water to her directly, but unexpectedly he walked directly to the bed, sat down next to her, and put his arms around her body.

Lin Qian felt a little nervous as she watched the man approach her. She stepped back in resistance and said, "Mr. Li, I can do it myself."

Upon hearing this, Li Yanxiu frowned and paused his movements for a moment.

He continued to bring the water to Lin Qian's mouth. Lin Qian did not dare to refuse. She lay in his arms, lowered her head slightly, and drank the warm water in the cup handed to her by Li Yanxiu in small sips.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Noticing someone coming, Lin Qian struggled slightly in his arms, ready to push him away, and said shyly, "No more, I'm done."

Li Yanxiu did not let her go. Instead, he tightened his grip and said in a deep voice towards the door, "Come in."

The person who came in was Li Yanxiu's assistant Zhou He, carrying some food in his hand.

Zhou He had met this young lady in the company. Apart from that young lady, no female fly had ever flown into the president's office, but his boss made an exception for Miss Lin.

Last night, when they knew that Miss Lin was in trouble, they pulled him out of his sleep. During the emergency treatment, even the dean was called over to receive her in person.

He ran down from the car holding her in his arms with a nervous look on his face. It was obvious that the boss treated this young lady a little differently.

Seeing that his boss was so close to Miss Lin, he felt happy for him. Maybe he could really have a good marriage with Miss Lin.

Lin Qian felt a little embarrassed when she saw Zhou He’s smiling expression.