The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Inside the car, silence.

It's raining heavily outside the window.

An Yi leaned his head against the window and looked outside. The sky was already unusually dark because of the dark clouds covering the sun. There were pedestrians occasionally on the road, couriers riding bicycles in the rain, and various vehicles that were more anxious than them and splashed water all the way. All the seemingly ordinary scenes looked fragmented and unreal because they were constantly washed by rain on the glass.

Xiao Yang drove the car so slowly that he was afraid that the bumpy road would hit the woman's forehead, but more importantly, he felt the woman's mood: she didn't want to go back. Within the scope of his duties, he could only drive slower and slower, as a compensation for his inner anxiety.

The car drove into the basement, and no matter how slowly it went, it finally arrived.

The comfortable posture remained unchanged.

At this moment, a tall figure came over, bent down, and waved to her with a smile through the car window.

An Yi quickly jumped away. Even though there was glass between them, the distance was still close enough to make him feel offended.

As she stepped back, the car door opened: "Finally back! After all, I didn't avoid the heavy rain! What took you so long? Wasn't the road hard to travel on?"

The words were directed to her, but it was a question that only Xiao Yang could respond to.

Xiao Yang hesitated for a moment, and An Yi nonchalantly said to help: "Well, everyone is driving slowly."

Ding Hong nodded: "I think so too." After saying that, he glanced at Xiao Yang meaningfully. Seeing that the other party seemed to avoid his gaze inadvertently, what else could he not understand?

Because they agreed to go back to work tomorrow, although he had prepared several sets of clothes that matched An Yi's daily style, An Yi still insisted on wearing her own. Ding Hong quickly compromised and wanted to send her back himself, but An Yi asked Xiao Yang to send her back, saying that he had not recovered yet. Ding Hong was about to deny it, but he wondered if this was a trap. If he said that he had recovered, An Yi would not accompany him tonight...

So he shut up and nodded in agreement. For the next three hours, he spent his time reviewing documents while waiting on pins and needles. He couldn't rush the car, so he just wanted to install a positioning device on the car to see where it was!

While An Yi went upstairs to get something, Xiao Yang had reported his whereabouts and situation to him. Ding Hong also told him to bring An Yi back at all costs, even if he had to knock on the door or do it himself. In addition, he had to report immediately after receiving An Yi, and try to secretly send himself a message to prepare for the countdown when waiting for traffic lights along the way. He also notified the housekeeper to notify him as soon as Xiao Yang's car entered the monitoring range of the apartment.

Even though the arrangements were clear, Ding Hong still felt uneasy. Because An Yi's return this time was crucial. Although it was not in the original plan, this extra variable might become a milestone. Ding Hong subconsciously clenched his fist, as if he wanted to hold An Yi firmly in his palm.

He was half asleep and half awake last night. The handcuffs were wrapped in custom-made thick velvet to ensure that no sound would be made no matter what movement he made; the lights were kept on all night to cater to An Yi's habits, but the eye mask prepared by Butler Li was very effective, thin, breathable and light-proof; worried about An Yi? He knew An Yi's character well, and if he agreed to stay, he would not change his mind halfway.

But he just couldn't stay calm. The sequelae of the dusty memories, his left arm was handcuffed and couldn't move freely, he was in the same room with her, and he had to think over and over the next plan...

It seems like it has been a long time since I have had such a hard time falling asleep. In the past one or two years, his business has been expanding smoothly, the interests of his partners have matured, and his family and the outside world have gradually recognized his identity as the future successor. Now, he has been tempered in the love field, where he has always been successful and has not cared much even if he occasionally fails. This can be regarded as making up for the lessons he has missed.

In the elevator, he carefully observed the woman next to him and said in an unhappy voice: "Didn't Xiao Yang hold an umbrella? How come your hair and clothes are wet?"

"I told him to wait for me in the car."

Ding Hong understood that An Yi didn't want the neighbors to see her with a strange man. However, he was still furious and called Xiao Yang, scolding him harshly: "Don't you have an umbrella in your car? If you do, then you..."

"It wasn't raining when I got off the car. It started to rain after I packed my luggage. I had an umbrella at home but I was too lazy to take it. Xiao Yang called to remind me that it was raining. I very firmly asked him to stay in the car and not show up. Besides, the rain was not heavy at the time. It was just a few steps away! Have I explained it clearly?! Can you stop scolding your employees to show your hypocritical concern for me?"

An Yi roared like a machine gun. Such a violent reaction was completely beyond Ding Hong's expectation. He hung up the phone helplessly: "Okay, I get it. Don't be angry, it's my fault."

"Xiao Yang is your accomplice. I hate him. But as a worker, I know very well who I should despise the most. Why did Xiao Yang submit to you? Why did he become an accomplice of your boss, Mr. Ding?"

"Of course, it's me. He is innocent."

"From my perspective, he is not innocent. He just didn't choose me, a stranger to him, and stood on your side, the one who pays him." An Yi sneered. It's human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm.

The elevator door had already opened. An Yi tried his best to calm down and finally walked out.

Something was dripping from her chin. She touched it with her hand and it was wet. Did she cry while screaming? She didn't even feel it.

There were footsteps behind him, and the cautious man followed him with his head lowered. Look, even so, this gentleman still only cared about his own desires, and no matter how humble he behaved, he just wanted to get what he wanted, that's all! How could he be soft-hearted!

What about herself? So what if she knew? The most ridiculous thing was that until now, she had tried her best to find various ways to get rid of it, but the way she found was to give in step by step! It sounds nice to say that it is to retreat in order to advance, but where to go? I am afraid that she will end up in someone's arms? An Yi's mouth corners were rising more and more, silently laughing at her own incompetence and cowardice.

Ding Hong observed any slight changes in An Yi's expression, knowing that she was struggling with her conscience and taking a step that she couldn't get over. He didn't disturb her, but just accompanied her. He knew her concerns, and it was good that she had concerns, so he could take advantage of them. He, Ding Hong, was such a shameless bastard.

The two of them stood there silently, as if they would stand there until the end of time.

A-choo! An Yi's nose suddenly felt itchy, and he covered his mouth and nose, but it didn't stop the sneeze that followed.

"Are you cold? Are you cold?" Ding Hong subconsciously wanted to hug her and warm her up. But no, not now.

"This damn...damn heavy rain." Ding Hong was furious and wanted to scold Xiao Yang again, but suddenly remembered An Yi's reaction just now. He quickly changed the words to cover it up, and then he was worried: "Take a bath, take a hot bath quickly to drive away the cold. It's the most uncomfortable to catch a cold in the summer. Please don't object just for the sake of objecting. Go take a bath, okay? I'll ask the housekeeper to help you right away."

As he spoke, he had already dialed a phone: "Now fill the bathtub in the master bedroom, no, the gym." Ding Hong didn't dare to pull it with his hands, but just tried his best to ask An Yi to keep up with his pace, and continued to direct the person on the other end of the phone: "Come over immediately and fix the steam bath room, and then contact a Chinese doctor for consultation and massage. Yes, I caught a cold from the rain and I'm sneezing. Well, come quickly!"

After hanging up the phone, Ding Hong said anxiously, "Take a shower first. Butler Li will be here soon. Don't catch a cold. Of course, not for me. How are you going to work tomorrow if you catch a cold? How are you going to spend time with your family on the weekend? Just listen to me carefully for once, do what I say, and don't catch a cold."

I will go crazy if I do that! An Yi! Ding Hong screamed in his heart, but on the surface he could only persuade her earnestly.

An Yi turned her head away without replying, but she didn't refute it either. Why bother saying so much? How could she be so hard on her body that she got sick? Was she in her rebellious period? She entered the bathroom and slammed the door shut, isolating herself from the pair of eyes that were staring at her fiercely. It was disgusting.

"Boss Ding." Butler Li came hurriedly. "The water in the bathtub has been remotely controlled, and the resident massage doctor will be here soon. I just gave her a general introduction to the situation. The doctor recommended taking a bath for 15 minutes to relax the body, steaming for 20 minutes to relieve the cold, and then using massage and hot moxibustion to dredge the meridians and strengthen the body."

Ding Hong listened carefully and nodded in agreement: "Go ahead."

Witnessing with his own eyes that Butler Li had knocked on the door and entered, Ding Hong pressed his temples and slowly walked back to the study. After smoking one cigarette after another, he still felt unsatisfied and grabbed his phone to call Xiao Yang, scolding his stubborn subordinate: "You thought you were making amends for her, you thought you had to obey her orders to respect her, but in the end, you made her catch a cold and get sick! In the future, please understand the other person's true situation before you think so. Stupid!"

Xiao Yang, of course, did not dare to refute the whole process and silently accepted all the accusations from his boss. After hanging up the phone, Ding Hong was still not satisfied and took a shower himself, but it was just a cold shower to cool down.

His madness was also a sign of regret and entanglement. He had forced himself on others, and had schemed and calculated. Until now, he had been confused about the direction and outcome of the matter. What did he mean by "being good to her"? His brain was frozen, but his actions could not stop, and his heart was even more attached to her.

Forget it, selfish is selfish, asshole is asshole. Ding Hong, let me make it clear again: your goal is to save her health, and the reward you ask for is to take her heart.

There was a knock on the door. It was Butler Li who came with a Chinese medicine practitioner to explain the situation: "Boss Ding, Miss An fell asleep in the SPA room and is being cared for by a nurse. There is no need to wake her up for dinner. She can sleep as long as she can. Sleep is an important means of repairing the body's mechanism. Because the measures were taken in time, Miss An's cold was not serious. She should be fine after a good sleep and paying attention to her diet."

Butler Li continued, "The recipe has been confirmed with the doctor and sent to the kitchen. We can eat anytime when Miss An wakes up."

"Let's set it at 9:30. I'll be with her, so we don't have to do it alone." Ding Hong thought for a moment. An Yi had to talk to her daughter at 9 o'clock every night, so she had to wake her up no matter what. Now she could still sleep for about four hours before that time. She could just get up, have dinner, and then go back to sleep.

After sending the doctor away, Butler Li returned to continue reporting: "The clothes in Miss An's luggage have been ironed and sorted. Which room should I send them to?"

"Lie on your side." Ding Hong hesitated for a while and made a decision.

The side bedroom is actually the original side hall. His guest suite only has a master bedroom and no guest rooms. For the sake of comfort, the side hall adjacent to the master bedroom, that is, the living room, has been temporarily converted into a standard bedroom.

"Also," Ding Hong said as he walked towards the SPA room adjacent to the gym, "Send the nurse away, I'll stay with you. But two medical staff will still be on standby in the living room tonight."

"Okay." Butler Li was only responsible for following orders, not to mention any questions, and there was not even a trace of extra expression on her face. She took two steps forward to open the door, gestured to the nurse inside, and then invited Ding Hong in, quietly closing the door. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief silently, and walked away with the nurse at an easy pace.