The beautiful president loves me alone

The next day, early in the morning.

When Yun Moting woke up, it was almost noon.

He coughed lightly, and his dry throat eased a lot.

Qi Die also came in at this time, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, she was slightly taken aback when she saw Yun Moting sitting up, a look of joy flashed across her brows, but she quickly pressed her down.

"Are you awake? Is there any other discomfort?" Qi Die pretended to be indifferent and asked Yun Moting.

After speaking, she took advantage of the opportunity to put the porridge in her hand on the bedside, picked up a glass of water and handed it to Yun Moting.

Yun Moting took a sip and replied obediently, "My head doesn't hurt anymore."

After hearing this, Qi Die was obviously relieved, "Since you don't feel uncomfortable anymore, let's get out of bed and go to the restaurant for dinner together."

Number One and the butler also came in at this time, and they all smiled when they saw Yun Moting's energetic appearance.

Yun Moting glanced at Qi Die cautiously, and finally couldn't help asking, "Grandma, were you taking care of me last night?"

Qi Die froze and quickly vetoed it.

"I still have a job, so I don't have time to take care of you. Of course it's not me. No. [-] takes care of you."

A look of disappointment flashed in Yun Moting's eyes.

When No. [-] heard this, he was calm on the surface, but he was extremely anxious in his heart.

The master obviously took care of Yun Moting for one night, why did he still say something wrong.

Yun Moting quickly broke free from his disappointment, he showed a smile, his eyes were clear, "That's good."

"After all, I have a high fever. What if my grandma catches it accidentally while taking care of me?"

"Uncle No. [-] is a boy after all, so it's not a big deal even if he gets sick."

Qi Die froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect Yun Moting to say that.

Seeing that Yun Moting was about to get out of bed, she quickly ordered dryly, "Okay, don't get out of bed, just in case you don't catch a cold again!"

"I asked the housekeeper to move a table for you, and you eat on the bed."

No. [-]: "???"

Master, aren't you a clean freak, you never let people eat in bed?

But this can only be said in my heart, but I dare not reveal it on the surface, so I quickly asked the housekeeper to arrange it.

Although the dishes on the table were light, they were very rich. Yun Moting had just recovered from a serious illness and ate a lot.

Seeing this scene, Qi Die gradually let go of her worry.

"Let the doctor examine him later, and if there is nothing wrong, let the doctor leave." Qi Die ordered to the housekeeper.

The butler looked at Qi Die's blind Wu Qing, hesitant to speak, "Master, do you want to go to rest? Just leave it to us."

Just as Qi Die was about to speak, his subordinate came in, "Master, Xue Mei has something to discuss with you."

She responded, "Let her wait for me in the study."

"The conference will be held again soon. I still have a lot of work to do. I don't have time to rest. You take care of Yun Moting and come to me again if you have anything to do."

After the butler agreed, Qi Die left.

She and Xue Mei discussed in the study until the afternoon before Xue Mei left.

Before leaving, she accidentally saw the butler bringing food into his room, she frowned, looked at this scene with a cold face, snorted coldly, and left with a flick of her sleeve.

After leaving the Qi family, Xue Mei told the Blood Star Guard under her command, "Hasn't Tang Bingyan been secretly investigating Yun Moting's situation?"

"Release the news, it is said that Yun Moting has a high fever in Qi's house, it is a bit miserable."

Xue Xingwei glanced at Xue Mei, and immediately went to do it.

But at this moment, Tang Bingyan couldn't sit still when she heard the news.

She began to suspect Qi Die.

Now that he learned that Yun Moting was ill, he naturally couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately wanted to bring people into Qi's house.

Although Xu Tian wanted to stop him, seeing Tang Bingyan's eager expression, he knew he couldn't stop him, so he could only follow in the end.

A group of people rushed into Qi's house aggressively.

Upon entering the room, Tang Bingyan was stunned instead.

Qi Die is wearing an apron, busy in the kitchen, seems to be cooking.

Tang Bingyan sneered subconsciously, "What kind of tricks are you playing? Why is it changed to poisoning now?"

"Yun Moting is just a child. If you hate me, just focus on me. Why do you implicate him?"

Qi Die paused slightly, she raised her eyes and looked at Tang Bingyan coldly, her tone was not kind, "Tang Bingyan, you brought someone into Qi's house, and now you come to question me again, do you think I, Qi Die, are easy to talk to?"

After saying that, with a flick of her wrist, she slammed the kitchen knife, and the kitchen knife smashed into the cutting board, and the entire blade sank into it, making a loud noise.

"Besides, I didn't harm your son."

Tang Bingyan's expression remained unchanged. Hearing this, she even sneered, completely disbelieving Qi Die's words, "You didn't harm him? Then why did he have a fever for no reason? You still say you didn't?"

Qi Die subconsciously wanted to explain, but she quickly realized that she squinted, and a cold look flashed across her eyes, "Are you spying on me?"

Tang Bingyan didn't explain, but just looked at Qi Die coldly, "You just need to answer me, did my son have a fever last night?"

Qi Die is also a proud person. Hearing Tang Bingyan's tone, she was naturally dissatisfied. She snorted coldly and said deliberately: "Yes, your son had a fever last night. I made him have a fever on purpose. How can you?"

When Tang Bingyan heard this, anger flashed in her eyes, and a terrifying aura emanated from her body, "In this case, I must return my son to me today!"

Qi Die sneered, and raised the corners of her eyes, "It's up to you? Tang Bingyan, don't you think too highly of yourself?"

Tang Bingyan's face was frosty, and she said word by word, "You try?"

Neither of the two gave in to the other, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the battle was about to break out.

Xu Tian was listening to the conversation between the two, and felt that the mother and daughter had the same personality, neither of them obeyed the other, and they stood up for each other with one sentence.

He keenly felt that Qi Die didn't seem to be abusing Yun Moting as she said, and he didn't want Tang Bingyan and Qi Die to fight, no matter from a rational or emotional point of view.

Immediately, he coughed and couldn't help interjecting, "Before that, let Moting come out and have a look."

Qi Die had always looked down upon Xu Tian, ​​and when she heard this, she snorted coldly, "I'm talking to Tang Bingyan, do you have a place to intervene here?"

Tang Bingyan's face became colder, "He is my husband, Yun Moting's father, why is he not qualified to speak?"

"It's you, forcibly taking Yun Moting away, are you qualified?"

A hurt look flashed across Qi Die's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. Her complexion became more and more ugly, and she was about to scold angrily.

Just as they were confronting each other, a childish voice came from the corridor, "Grandma, you said you wanted to cook for me, is it ready?"