The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

"Boss, I'm fine now. Let's keep going!" Seeing Ding Hong coming back, An Yi stood up and walked over, followed by Xiao Yang who was silently accompanying him.

Ding Hong narrowed his eyes and examined An Yi's face. An Yi put her hands behind her back and raised her pointed chin to meet his gaze. She understood her boss's worry. After all, she looked like she was about to die just now. How many people would believe that she would recover in less than half an hour? But then An Yi felt that it seemed, maybe, something was wrong. Wasn't the observation time too long? Was it necessary to stare at her without blinking? Uncomfortably, she turned her face slightly to avoid Ding Hong's gaze, subconsciously took a step back and pretended to be relaxed: "Boss, are we going to Yunqing Temple next?" As she asked, she walked around the handsome man in front of her, but unexpectedly her wrist was grabbed, and then her forehead was covered by a warm palm.

"Well, the temperature is normal." The voice was not as cold as usual, but warm and calm. However, An Yi's hands and feet went numb, and she even began to feel dizzy. Or... she hadn't recovered yet? Should she rest for a while? At this moment, the palm had moved to her face and gently stroked it. "Not bad." The boss nodded, and finally took An Yi's hands and held them in his palms, frowning slightly and said, "Your hands are still too cold."

"My nerve endings are not good, it has always been like this." An Yi quickly retracted her hands, and responded with a stiff expression. The boss was too vague about the boundaries between men and women. I saw him in the company before, with a cold attitude of "I am a fierce and evil spirit, you ordinary people stay away from me." Maybe in such a relaxed environment, his romantic nature would be accidentally exposed? Of course, he didn't want to be romantic with her. An Yi was quite self-aware, but this rash skin contact made her feel disrespected.

It is not to blame An Yi for being too sensitive or ungrateful. Ding Hong's romantic affairs in recent years inevitably leave people with the impression that he is too casual with women and lacks a sense of responsibility. Especially An Yi, who has been seriously hurt by a third party, hates the type of people who play with feelings and playboys the most. Ding Hong was naturally included in this category and became the "leader" among them. Who made him not shy about his reputation before and his reputation as a playboy spread far and wide?

From Ding Hong's perspective, An Yi's avoidance was within his expectations. He just thought it was because of his conservativeness and defensiveness, and he didn't realize that people treated him like this out of disgust. After all, Ding Hong has always been a young talent pursued by many beautiful women, and he was just testing her body temperature, not taking the opportunity to take advantage of her. He is an open-minded gentleman.

If he really didn't want to let go, how could this woman break free so easily? Ding Hong looked at An Yi, who seemed flustered as she avoided him, with amusement. But thinking that his worries had not been eliminated, he thought for a moment and suggested, "We can rest for a while."

An Yi blinked. In fact, it was not a problem for her to go to Yunqing Temple in her condition, but she wanted to get away from her boss as soon as possible... Although she knew the success rate was very low, she still decided to give it a try: "I'm afraid that I will delay your trip. How about I wait for you nearby? There must be instant noodles and bread in that store, so you don't have to worry about my lunch. Or I can take the cable car up first. Qin Shan and the others brought a lot of food, so there must be some for me."

"No! You are weak, how can I leave you alone?" Ding Hong denied it firmly: "Let's do this, climb up slowly, if you can't hold on, I will find a way to solve it." As for An Yi's thin body, whether it is carrying or hugging, Ding Hong believes that it is not a problem. But he didn't say it now, he knew too well what effect it would have.

Once again on the mountain road, Xiao Yang walked in front, An Yi walked in the middle, and Ding Hong deliberately fell behind to avoid taking too long a step. An Yi understood the boss's thoughts and felt even worse. She did not dare to leave the boss alone behind her, so she had to stop and wait for them to walk side by side. Ding Hong did not know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that he only needed to do this to achieve the effect he wanted, and it was this woman who took the initiative! The previous troubles were really not worth it.

The two of them walked forward slowly step by step. Ding Hong seemed to have just discovered the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers around him, and the beautiful scenery. Seeing that the beauty beside him was in the same condition as usual and showed no signs of physical exhaustion, his mood gradually relaxed.

"Are you unwilling to exercise because of low blood sugar?" he asked slowly.

"Not exactly. I have never been good at sports since I was a child. After every workout, I don't feel the same refreshing sweaty feeling as other people do. Instead, I feel exhausted and can't recover for several days. So I became more and more reluctant to exercise."

"Is the discomfort every time as severe as it was just now?"

"Actually, my condition is relatively mild! Many people will faint when they have hypoglycemia. If they happen to fall on a hard surface or a stone, they will hit their heads and bleed. That's really scary! But I haven't had that happen even once." An Yi was so excited and proud when she spoke that Ding Hong wanted to pinch her face and scold her to wake her up: How weak was I just now? I'm actually proud of that!

He suppressed his anger and wanted to know more about this woman he cared about, but he couldn't let his temper scare her away. Ding Hong continued to "chat": "Well, when did you get this disease?" He suspected that An Yi had damaged her health in the past year.

"I have had this problem since I was a child. My parents, friends and even teachers are used to it. For example, every time I have queue practice at school, I am often not allowed to participate. Even if I guarantee that there is nothing wrong with my body, the teacher will keep checking my condition." When talking about the past, An Yi sighed softly: "I feel ashamed when I think about it. I have indeed caused a lot of trouble to many people, including you and Xiao Yang."

"Don't apologize. You don't want to. You can tell for yourself before you get sick, right?"

"Yes, long illness makes one a doctor! For example, just now, I must have been suddenly stimulated by the mountain wind, and I broke out in a cold sweat. This basically means that I will experience blacking out, dizziness, lack of oxygen and drowsiness. Although the onset is very severe, it is easy to treat and recovery is fast, just as you have seen just now: just drink sugar water immediately and lie down and rest for a while!" The reason why An Yi explained so hard was that she was afraid of the boss's "manic" way of caring, which was really unbearable, so she wanted to dispel the boss's doubts as much as possible.

Recalling the time when Xiao Yang handed water to An Yi in the parking lot, recalling An Yi's constant suggestion to go to the canteen to replenish food, and the hesitation when passing those small shops along the way... Ding Hong's heart began to ache. It was all because of him that this woman did not replenish sugar in time. Knowing that she was afraid of him, she deliberately released the pressure around her body and did not give An Yi a chance to make a request. Once again, it proved how wrong he - Ding Hong was when he thought he was right. He blamed himself so much that he could not speak.

Seeing that the boss stopped asking questions, An Yi thought that he had explained everything clearly. He felt relieved and realized that it was very tiring to say so much. Although the journey was slow, the mountain was steep after all, and An Yi's energy that he had just recovered with great difficulty was consumed. He pretended to stop and enjoy the scenery, turned around and quietly drank a few sips of the drink. When he turned around, he was surprised to find that the boss was staring at him, his eyes full of worry.

"I'm just thirsty." An Yi explained hurriedly. She looked up and noticed that she could vaguely see the gate of Yunqing Temple. She couldn't help but said happily, "Look! We're almost there!" Just as she was about to muster up her courage and take big steps to continue climbing the mountain, an arm crossed in front of her.

"Hold me."

This was of course the boss trying to help her. An Yi reached out her hand and grabbed the railing on the other side, with a grateful look on her face: "Thank you, boss. You must be tired from climbing the mountain. I can't add any more burden to you."

Ding Hong glanced at her, seeming to blame or worry, and called back Xiao Yang who was not far away: "Go to the temple first to ask what time the meal starts. I remember it is 12 o'clock. Ask if it can be advanced. If it's not possible... forget it, they have their own rules."

Xiao Yang agreed and turned to leave, feeling very happy. He didn't dare to get too close, but was afraid of being too far away. He wanted to look back to see what the boss and his partner were doing, but he didn't dare to look back, so he could only listen to the footsteps to judge, which was more tiring than driving at night. An Yi enviously watched Xiao Yang walk away quickly, envious of his physical strength and the ability to get away from his boss.

"The temple has a lot of rules and time constraints for dining, so it's not convenient for them to make an exception. You must be hungry, right? You can eat some of their homemade vegetarian snacks first." The boss patiently explained to me. The voice was too... gentle and patient, and it was too different from usual, making me feel uneasy. Seeing that the time on the phone was not even eleven o'clock, An Yi hurriedly said, "Don't worry, the peanut juice is very high in calories, and I'm not hungry at all after drinking it."

"We are less than halfway there. We can stop and rest for a while."

"Let's go up all at once. It will be more tiring if we take a break in the middle." An Yi smiled sweetly, but she was complaining in her heart that she could go up a minute earlier and she would never waste a second. Although she didn't turn her head to look, she felt that the man's eyes were always on her face, which made her feel at a loss. Unfortunately, she lacked physical strength, otherwise she would have run up the mountain in three steps.

Seeing An Yi pulling the railing with both hands and climbing up bravely, Ding Hong knew that if he continued to care for her "enthusiastically", this woman would work herself to death. So he remained silent and just accompanied her to continue climbing the remaining distance.

"Wow! We're here!" An Yi looked up at the golden plaque of "Yunqing Temple" and couldn't help but exclaimed excitedly, then leaned against the vermilion lacquered archway and gasped. Just a few minutes ago, she thought she would reach her destination by climbing up the hillside, but suddenly she saw that there were more than a hundred high stone steps waiting for her. Just as she was about to complain, she saw the boss walking towards her and seemed to want to help her. An Yi made up her mind and started climbing without saying a word... Finally! She climbed to the last step, and her heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

"Don't stand in the wind, go inside and rest quickly." Ding Hong didn't allow any explanation, took An Yi's hand and dragged her into the door.

"Ah! Oh, thank you for your care, boss. Um, eh? Where is Xiao Yang? I'll go look for him." An Yi pretended to look for someone, looking around to escape the boss's "clutches". She couldn't help feeling annoyed: What's wrong with the boss? He seems to be getting more and more casual with her. Did she once again arouse the "chivalrous and tender" character that he usually hides? Oh, An Yi, you are really capable!