She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

Yan Dong and I looked in the direction of the sound at the same time, and as expected, we saw Zhou Hanzhi and Lin Xixi who had just walked out of a black Maybach.

Lin Xixi, wearing the latest Chanel suit, looks very energetic, having swept away yesterday's gloom and depression. Her complexion is rosy and bright, her makeup is delicate and sweet, her eyebrows and eyes are full of joy, and her whole body exudes a sense of nourishment.

I silently withdrew my gaze. It seemed that I did not sleep comfortably downstairs last night, and Zhou Hanzhi took good care of Lin Xixi upstairs.

I felt a little sad, but I quickly suppressed it.

"Sister Nanxu, to be honest, you were very close to Professor Yan and Director Yuan before. Han Zhi and I even discussed privately who your heart would fall in. I felt at the time that Professor Yan was gentle, mature, steady, and talented, and a perfect match for you. Director Yuan was also very good, but he was not of the same style as you, Sister Nanxu. Sure enough, Sister Nanxu chose Professor Yan." Lin Xizang was so happy that her eyes were shining.

She even pulled Zhou Hanzhi's sleeve and smiled, "Hanzhi, look, am I right?"

"We just happened to have breakfast together. Don't make unwarranted assumptions about our relationship as colleagues." Unlike Lin Xixi's joy, Zhou Hanzhi's face showed indifference and his tone was emotionless.

Lin Xixi stopped talking and just stood beside Zhou Hanzhi, her gossipy eyes moving back and forth between Yan Dong and me.

"Mr. Zhou, Manager Lin, what a coincidence that we meet again." Yan Dong smiled and greeted Zhou Hanzhi and Lin Xixi, then stood in front of me and said with a smile, "Nan Xu was worried about my stomach, so she came with me to drink porridge."

"Accompany?" Zhou Hanzhi's brows suddenly frowned, and his eyes slowly swept across my face.

That familiar feeling came again.

Sharp and cold.

I clenched my fingers.

Actually, I can explain the relationship between Yan Dong and me, but after what happened last night, I don’t want to explain it at this moment.

After hearing what Yan Dong said, Lin Xixi opened her almond eyes wide in surprise: "Oh, it turns out that Sister Nan Xu came here specifically to accompany Professor Yan to drink porridge. I was saying that Sister Nan Xu and Professor Yan must not have just happened to have breakfast together, they must be on a date."

She winked at Yan Dong again, and said playfully, "Congratulations, Professor Yan. Sister Nan Xu is extremely capable at work and so thoughtful and considerate in life. You have really found a treasure."

Yan Dong smiled and held my wrist: "Nan Xu's neck can't stand the cold wind, so let's go in first."

I let Yan Dong pull me and turned to leave, but I felt a pair of eyes staring at my back, like a cold light piercing my back.

Ruxuan is a national chain of porridge shops, decorated in a warm and elegant style, and even the names of the private rooms are particularly elegant.

Yan Dong took me into Du Qiufeng's private room, then let go of my wrist and said apologetically: "Nan Xu, I didn't explain the relationship between you and me just now, you..."

"I don't mind. Anyway, we've been misunderstood more than once or twice. What does it matter if it's one more or one less? Besides, it's tiring to explain every time." I interrupted Yan Dong before he finished speaking, then looked down at the menu, "What kind of porridge do you want?"

I don’t know what’s wrong. Whenever I think of the light being off in Lin Xixi’s room last night, I can’t help feeling cold and painful somewhere in my heart.

The pain pulled me and made me not want to say a word when facing Zhou Han.

Yan Dong showed joy on his face. He silently reached out his hand and placed his palm on the back of my hand holding the menu. His voice became softer: "Nan Xu, what do you want to drink? Just choose what you like. I like everything you like."

Maybe it was because I had just stood in the cold wind outside for too long, or maybe the brown coat I was wearing when I went out was a little thin, or maybe the coldness in my heart had spread to my fingertips.

My hands are indeed cold at this moment, and the palms of the severe winter cover me, bringing me a warm feeling.

My heart, too, is warmed.

This warmth comes just in time, and for people who have been in the ice valley for a long time, it is easy to be tempted by it.

I closed my eyes, but gently pulled my hand out from that big, warm palm, and handed the menu to Yan Dong, smiling slightly: "I agreed to accompany you to drink porridge, so I must choose what you like. Come on, you choose."

The smile in Yan Dong's eyes froze at this moment. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered.

But that smile was clearly tinged with helplessness and loss.

But Yan Dong said nothing, just took the menu and smiled gently: "Okay, I'll listen to Nan Xu. You need more protein recently. How about some raw beef porridge?"

"Okay." I nodded.

"Then we'll have a crab and shrimp porridge. The black truffle and mushroom dumplings are also very good and must be tried. There are also gold medal oyster pancakes, original soup dumplings, four-color shrimp dumplings, velvet spinach matcha cake..." Yan Dong looked at the menu and chose more and more.

I couldn't help but interrupt him and said with a smile, "Are you reading the dishes? We only have two mouths to feed, and this is breakfast, so we can't eat much."

"To have a good breakfast, you have to eat a little bit of everything. And the portions here are not big, you have to order more to be enough." Yan Dong looked up at me, his eyes still gentle, even the helplessness and loss just now were gone without a trace.

He is always so gentle and calm. Even if he has some emotional fluctuations, he can calm himself down quickly without giving me any worries.

It is like a mountain, supporting me steadily, and like a spring breeze, always warm no matter when it blows.

I looked at his eyes that were still full of tenderness, and my heart moved slightly. I couldn't help but call him: "Yan Dong..."

"Miss Meng?" At this moment, a soft and gentle voice came from the door of the private room.

Then, a figure walked in from the door, with surprise and joy: "It's really you. I saw you from a distance just now and thought I was seeing things. Why are you here? Have you been discharged from the hospital?"

I looked up and met a pair of smiling and affectionate eyes. The owner of these eyes had a beautiful face.

It was Mrs. Zhang who had seen me in the ward before.

"Mrs. Zhang." I immediately stood up and greeted her politely. Facing the joy and concern in Mrs. Zhang's eyes, I answered softly, "Yes, my sprain is not serious. I was discharged from the hospital yesterday morning. Why are you here, Mrs. Zhang?"

"My old lady is craving for this porridge, so I came here to bring some back for her." Mrs. Zhang answered me while reaching out to my neck.

The delicate fingers touched my neck, the movements were as gentle as feathers: "Let me see, are you really okay?"