Life With You

Song Xi pushed the door open and walked in. The office was so big that she didn't see anyone until she walked dozens of steps. George Sheng was sitting behind the black desk, looking down at the documents.

Walking to the table, she silently opened her backpack and took out a thermos cup, a large crystal bowl.

After putting down her things, Song Xi zipped up her bag and was about to leave. George Sheng finally raised his head, looked at her and said, Are you unhappy?

Song Xi said calmly, No.

He asked: Why don't you speak?

Song Xi replied: I'm afraid it will disturb your work.

George Sheng looked at her delicate and bright face, then lowered his eyes and landed on the thermos cup. He reached for it, unscrewed the lid, and found that it was not red date soup.

What is this? he asked.

Song Xi said: Yam and lotus seed soup.

George Sheng said: I don't take medicine.

Song Xi said: Yam is not medicine.

He glanced at her, and Song Xi looked serious, Yam can be used for medicinal purposes, but it is mainly an edible vegetable. Lotus seeds can clear away heat, remove internal heat, and nourish and replenish deficiency.

She almost added, I really won't poison you, although she did have such thoughts on the way in.

Try it. I added rock sugar. It's sweet, not bitter.

Every time Song Xi took medicine, there was always a time when he was coaxed. George Sheng sat in the large leather chair with a defensive look on his face and drank a little tentatively.

She stared at his expression, How is it?

George Sheng didn't answer. He raised his glass slightly more and responded with practical actions, which was okay.

Song Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt happy. Fortunately, she didn't study pediatrics back then. If she had become a pediatrician, her patience would have been ground to ashes.

Striking while the iron is hot, she tore off the plastic wrap on the crystal bowl and handed the bowl over, Eat some fruit.

George Sheng took a look and saw that today's fruits were different from yesterday. They were replaced with mulberries, oranges, and peeled lotus seeds.

Song Xi said: If you can't finish the oranges, you can put them aside. The smell will make you feel better.

George Sheng said: Who said I was in a bad mood?

Song Xi's lips curled up and she smiled so beautifully, Then I wish you a better mood.

She thought about it, so she didn't get angry with him. No matter what he said in the future, she would just go along with it. He liked to go along with it anyway.

Sure enough, George Sheng, a docile donkey, was smoothed out immediately without saying anything else.

The thermos cup was not too big, and it was full of soup. George Sheng finished drinking it in a few sips, and was picking up an orange to eat when Song Xi's cell phone rang. It was Han Chunmeng calling.

Song Xi looked at George Sheng, Then you're busy, I'll leave first.

George Sheng looked pale and without raising his eyes, he said directly: Take away the things on the table over there.

Song Xi was a little surprised and turned around to look. On the coffee table not far away, there was a twelve-inch pastry box. George Sheng said, I don't like to eat this given by others. You can take it away.

Song Xi blinked and subconsciously replied: No, I have to go out to eat later.

George Sheng raised his eyelids and said without changing his tone: Then please take it out and throw it away.

The two looked at each other, and almost instantly, Song Xi knew that he had said the wrong thing.

He wanted to give it to her, how could she go against it? There was a slip of the tongue, and she had already promised to go along with it.

With a smile on her lips, Song Xi said with bright eyes: It would be a pity to throw it away, so give it to me. We can go to the movies after dinner and it can be used as dessert.

After saying that, she obediently turned around and walked to the coffee table, picked up the box, and greeted George Sheng again, I'm leaving. You should eat more fruits.

George Sheng had lowered his head and ignored it as usual.

After coming out of George Sheng's office, Song Xi took the elevator downstairs. Several senior assistants upstairs saw her coming in and out. After they left, they gathered together to gossip.

Who?

The boss said he was delivering food.

Nervous, do you think she looks like a food delivery person?

Of course I know she is not the one delivering food, I mean the food delivery is hers!

The other one raised his eyelids and said in confusion: I saw it, it took three minutes and fifty-two seconds to go in, and I didn't even have time to take off my clothes...

The other few immediately stared, as if you dared to speak ill of the boss, you would be dead. The frightened male assistant quickly changed his words and said: The boss said delivery, that is the delivery. The boss ordered the take-out, and the delivery Of course you are not an ordinary person, what are you thinking about? Let’s go.”

Those who can sit in this position are the best among men, or the best among men for short. All the people discovered that Song Xi's bag was packed with things when she arrived, but it was not that big. However, when she left, the bag was obviously bigger.

I have never seen any food delivery person who came and went empty-handed and left richer than when he came. Among them, only George Sheng's assistant guessed it right, because he ordered the snacks, and of course, it was George Sheng's order.

At that time, he was still wondering what kind of snacks the boss had to order, and as expected when this 'delivery' guy arrived, it turned out to be true.

Song Xi walked out of the gate of Haiwei Group with her bag in hand and went straight to the parking spot. She didn't see another car behind her slowly driving to the gate and stopping. It was Yuanbao.

When Yuan Bao saw Song Xi, he was a little surprised and secretly asked why she was here?

All the way upstairs, he didn't need to say hello when he entered George Sheng's office. He basically knocked on the door twice and walked in. As he walked, he said, I just saw Song Xi downstairs. Is she here to see you?

He said it casually, but when he got closer, he discovered that a thermos cup and a fruit bowl appeared on a straight man's desk.

Yes, not a fruit plate, but a fruit bowl.

The most powerful thing about Yuan Bao is that he is very considerate. He had eaten at Cuicheng Mountain and saw this kind of crystal bowl there. No need to ask, it must have been sent by Song Xi.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up, Yuan Bao chuckled and said, What can I ask of you?

George Sheng didn't raise his eyelids, and his voice was as calm as ever: She is helping me cure my insomnia.

Hearing this, Yuan Bao raised his eyes slightly, glanced at a few things in the bowl, and said suspiciously: I don't know if mulberries and lotus seeds can cure insomnia. You have always liked eating oranges, and I haven't seen you sleep well. Where to go.

George Sheng was too lazy to pay attention to him. Yuan Bao reached out and picked up the orange, peeled the pulp out and threw away the skin.

George Sheng raised his eyes and said, Leave the skin.

Yuan Bao stuffed a few orange slices into his mouth, turned around and said, Do you want to eat the peel?

George Sheng couldn't help but glance at him. Yuan Bao smiled and handed the peel over, swallowed what was in his mouth and said, Can you trust her?

George Sheng lowered his head to look at the document and spoke after a few seconds. His tone did not distinguish between joy and anger: For her father, she will treat me well.

Yuan Bao smiled half-heartedly: It's really like forcing a good girl into prostitution.

George Sheng was silent, and Yuan Bao continued: I heard you called her Xi'er before. From now on, you can change her name to Huang Shiren.

George Sheng raised his eyes and looked at him: Salt the oranges? You are so free today.

Yuan Bao said with a smile: Oranges are very sweet, after all, they are my heart.