I accidentally provoked the yandere CEO, he pretended to be real

Damn it, she shouldn't have ordered so many dishes because of her appetite.

She has been taught since she was a child not to waste food, and she did it every time. Only this time, when she looked at the delicacies she had coveted for a long time, she couldn't help but ordered a few more dishes.

It's too late to regret now.

Her stomach hurt more and more, so she had to pick up her phone and call Song Shiyu.

After a few rings, she saw that the other party hadn't picked up yet. She thought Song Shiyu had fallen asleep and was about to hang up when the call was picked up.

"Hey?"

For the first time, she felt that his voice was so gentle and pleasant.

It was low, dull and magnetic, like the trickling water that nourished her heart, and like...

She shook her head. She must have been hallucinating from the pain. What could she hear in one word?

"Are you not feeling well?"

Just as she was about to speak, the other party hung up.

Jiang Wanning: "..."

At least wait for her to finish what she said. Why are you hanging up the phone in such a hurry?

Throwing the phone aside, he slowly moved towards the bed.

At this time, the door rang twice and was pushed open, and Song Shiyu walked in with a glass of water in one hand and two boxes of medicine in the other.

She stared at him blankly until he walked up to her.

He put the water on the bedside table, opened the two pill boxes, took out two white pills and handed them to her.

"Take this medicine and your stomach will feel better."

Jiang Wanning took the pills from his hand with a complicated mood and put it into his mouth. Song Shiyu brought the water and handed it to her. After watching her drink it, he said: "If it doesn't get better, just call me. I Take you to the hospital."

"Okay, thank you!"

He helped Jiang Wanning lie down, covered her with a quilt, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"have a good rest."

Just when he was about to leave, Jiang Wanning asked: "How did you know that my stomach was uncomfortable?"

He hung up the phone before she could speak. How did he know?

"Xie Xun is a doctor. He said that if you eat too much, you will suffer from indigestion. He asked me to buy some medicine to prepare."

No wonder he stopped at the drugstore just now and bought medicine for her. She thought he was not feeling well.

Jiang Wanning's face was a little embarrassed, and she blamed herself for being too greedy.

"sorry for bothering you."

"It's good to know. If you need anything, call me."

Jiang Wanning looked at Song Shiyu's leaving figure, feeling warm in his heart.

This person is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but he is quite good at taking care of others.

After taking the medicine, she felt better and she gradually fell asleep.

The next day, she got up early and wanted to make some breakfast to repay Song Shiyu. When she opened the refrigerator, she was dumbfounded. There was nothing in it except a few bottles of mineral water.

Doesn't this person eat at home?

Opening the cupboard, there were quite a lot of kitchen utensils. She didn't understand the life of a rich person. Maybe he ordered people to buy and cook them when he ate?

Without ingredients, she couldn't cook anything. Seeing that it was still early, she went to the market and bought some ingredients and things for the kitchen.

It was only after six o'clock when she came back. She simply cooked a pot of lean meat porridge and made a few meat buns.

She didn't know what he liked to eat for breakfast, but since he liked Chinese food, he probably also liked porridge, right?

Seeing that the time was almost up, she filled a bowl of lean meat porridge with her newly purchased thermos, wrote a note and stuck it on the table before rushing to the hospital.

Song Shiyu was dressed neatly and went downstairs to go to work. When he passed by the restaurant, he saw the steamed buns on the table.

He walked to the dining table and saw a sticky note on the table, which said: I didn't know what you like to eat, so I made something casually. I hope you like it. There is still porridge in the pot.

Since he moved out, he has never had breakfast at home. He always asked Special Assistant Wu to buy it for him.

For the first time in more than twenty years, someone other than a servant made breakfast for him.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, scooped a bowl of porridge for himself, then picked up a steamed bun and ate it.

“It tastes pretty good.”

After finishing a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns one after another, he couldn't eat any more and had two steamed buns left.

He stood up and prepared to go to work, and Jiang Wanning's words suddenly rang in his mind, "You can't waste food."

This sentence was like a magic voice that kept echoing in his ears.

Looking at the two buns, Song Shiyu frowned and went to the kitchen to rummage around to see if there was anything he could pack.

Finally, I found the fresh-keeping bag Jiang Wanning had just bought in the refrigerator.

He tore off one and packed the two buns and took them in his hand.

After returning to the company, he started his day's work. When Wu Jiang came in with a bowl of wontons, he saw two steamed buns on the president's desk.

What's going on? Doesn’t he usually help bring breakfast? Why did you buy it yourself today?

He put the wontons on the table.

"President, your breakfast."

Song Shiyu didn't even raise his head and said, "No, I've already eaten. You can take it and eat it."

"How can I eat breakfast for two people by myself?"

We agreed to have breakfast together, but he ate alone.

"If you can't eat it, give it to others. Don't waste it."

Why does he feel that today's CEO is a bit strange? He usually eats whatever he buys. Sometimes when he buys something he doesn't like, he usually takes one bite and throws it away.

Today I actually said the words "can't waste it".

Were you stimulated by something?

Wu Jiang took the wonton back and took another look at the bun.

It must have something to do with this bun. The buns don't look like they were bought outside. Buns sold outside won't be so ugly.

Song Shiyu looked up, "Why are you still here?"

Wu Jiang asked tentatively: "President, these buns look pretty good. If you don't want to eat them, give them to me. I haven't eaten buns in a long time, and I also want to taste them."

Song Shiyu took the bun to the other side and said, "If you want to eat it, buy it yourself."

He has never seen a CEO protect food like this. This must be a bun made by a woman.

But there has never been a woman around the president. Who made this bun?

Jiang Wanning came to the hospital. After pouring out the porridge for Zhou Yulian to eat, the doctor came to check the ward.

There was another doctor who came with the attending doctor, the doctor Song Shiyu called to help transfer him to another hospital.

Soon, Jiang Wanning followed the ambulance to another hospital and was admitted to the VIP ward.

Zhou Yulian looked at this unfamiliar environment and felt a little worried.

She said just the day before yesterday that she would be able to save enough money for the operation. Just one day later, she helped her transfer to such a luxurious hospital and live in such a good single room. How could Ning Ning have so much money?

Did she do something she shouldn't have done for her?

Jiang Wanning saw Zhou Yulian frowning and asked worriedly: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Seeing that they were the only mother and daughter in the ward, Zhou Yulian grabbed Jiang Wanning's hand and asked softly:

"Ning Ning, does such a luxurious ward cost a lot of money a month? Where do you get so much money? We can't do anything illegal!"