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"My name is Song Mei." The middle-aged woman hurriedly added.

Qin Shu nodded, "Hello, Sister Song."

"Miss Qin, you are polite." Song Mei was a little flattered, she did not expect Qin Shu to call her so politely.

After Qin and Shu finished their meal, Song Mei immediately stepped forward and took the initiative to clean up the dishes without letting Qin Shu move his hands.

Qin Shu felt helpless, but knew it was her job, so she let her go.

Song Mei carried the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, and saw a pot gurgling on the stove.

"Miss Qin, what is this?"

Qin Shu happened to come in to check the condition of the herbs in the pot, and said casually, "This is for Chu Linchen."

Song Mei said "Oh", but didn't say much, and went to wash the dishes.

Qin Shu and other medicinal materials are almost boiled, filtered out, and added to it.

Song Mei watched from the side the whole time, and couldn't help but be amazed, "I've never seen this method before, it's so particular."

Qin Shu only smiled lightly and said nothing.

When the pot was about to finish cooking, Chu Linchen hadn't come back yet.

Qin Shu frowned and asked Song Mei to look at the fire.

She went to get the phone, hesitated for a moment, and called Wei He anyway.

"When will Chu Linchen come back?" She asked bluntly.

On the other end of the phone, Wei He was also quite embarrassed when he heard Qin Shu's words, and subconsciously turned to the man sitting behind the desk not far away, engrossed in his work.

Then he lowered his voice and said to Qin Shu: "Well... Young Master Chu is still working, he said, he has to work overtime today."

"what?!"

Hearing this, Qin Shu immediately turned up the volume, "He is a patient who has just been discharged from the hospital. If he doesn't take a good rest, why do he work overtime?! He doesn't even eat. He doesn't want his stomach anymore, does he?!"

Qin Shu spoke from the perspective of a doctor.

What's more, her responsibility here is to help Chu Linchen take care of his stomach thoroughly.

It turned out that it was only the first day, and that guy went to the company to work overtime and never came back.

How does this not make people angry?

When Qin Shu questioned, his tone was sonorous and his words were sharp, which made Wei He stunned, and it took him a while to react.

He was inexplicably guilty, and his tone couldn't help being cautious, "Well, why don't I persuade Young Master Chu?"

"Casual!"

Qin Shu put down two words and hung up the phone.

Wei He looked at the phone, his expression tangled for a while.

Unexpectedly, it was quite scary for Miss Qin to get angry.

In his impression, Qin Shu has always been indifferent.

Wei He put away his phone and looked at Chu Linchen again.

After a long while, he took a breath, seemed to have made up his mind, got up and walked slowly.

"Master Chu, when are you going back..."

"Is the job done?"

Chu Lin Shen's low and cold voice was cold and threatening, he raised his eyelids and gave him a displeased look, then looked away in less than a second, and returned to the work in front of him.

Wei He swallowed, and said bravely: "Miss Qin called just now, because you didn't go back to eat for a long time, she... seems to be angry."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Chu Linchen's fingers on the keyboard paused slightly, and finally looked at Wei He seriously.

What she said was: "Why is she calling you?"

The tone, with obvious dissatisfaction.

Wei He: "..."

Young Master Chu, is this the point?

Just as he was thinking, he saw that his young master, who had been sitting in the office chair all day without moving, as if his buttocks had taken root in the chair, unexpectedly stood up slowly.

Wei He was surprised, "Young Master Chu, what is this?"

"Go home." Chu Linchen picked up the suit jacket on the back of the chair and moved his stiff shoulders.

The word "go home" shocked Wei He again, his whole body was petrified.