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After dinner in the afternoon, I got a little more energetic, so I got out of bed and dragged the water bottle to the window to breathe.

The rain is still falling, and the downstairs is wet. Occasionally, one or two people pass by with umbrellas on the green lawn, and the air is fresh.

It has been a long time since I calmed down to enjoy the scenery outside the window.

There are clouds and mist in the sky, and it seems that the rain will not stop for a short time.

Just staying in the ward with nothing to do, Shiyan couldn't sit still after all, the doctor came to change the medicine in the afternoon and asked if he could be discharged from the hospital to recuperate.

Seeing that he was in good condition, the doctor ordered him to take his medicine on time and came to check him every day and agreed to leave him.

Shi Yan settled the bill that night and went back to the company apartment. Before leaving, he asked the nurse in charge of his ward who was the person who sent him to the hospital three days ago. He is very handsome, around 30 years old. But just after you were sent to the ward, he answered the phone saying that there was something urgent and left, and then a woman came to take over."

Shi Yan's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she forced a smile to thank her and left alone.

So, it was Mu Qing who sent him to the hospital that day?

At that time, I was very sick and confused, and I remember talking a lot of nonsense——

Resisting the uncomfortable feeling in my heart, I went to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables before returning to the apartment.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was not feeling well, with so much time today, she should have driven back to accompany Mumu.

Forget it, in case a cold is passed on to him, it will be bad.

In the evening, I cooked some vegetable porridge, fried a plate of light vegetables, and then turned on the computer to deal with the three days of work.

The mailbox is already overcrowded, so pick out the most urgent ones first, and most of Ren Fang has helped provide emergency measures, and he has to make the final decision on the follow-up solutions.

There is a pot of Clivia on the balcony outside the study window. The dripping rain falls on the thick leaves, making a loud ticking sound, and some rain flowers splash on the glass.

During the breaks between work, I would occasionally look up at the rainwater falling on the window in a daze.

Silence, loneliness.

Recently, I have become more and more used to this kind of life.

Shi Yan was getting up to make coffee when he heard a knock on the door at eleven o'clock in the evening. There were too many things to do, and it was estimated that he would spend all night tonight.

Put down the coffee pot and cups, go to the foyer and open the door.

Mu Qing stood at the door with his luggage in the cold, his hair was dripping with water, his coat was drenched, and he looked exhausted and haggard.

Shi Yan's heart shrank, and a look of guard appeared on his face, "Mu Dong, are you coming back so late?"

Mu Qing put down his luggage and raised his hand to touch his face, "The hospital said you were discharged as soon as you woke up, why didn't you stay for two more days? I have something to do with my foreign company these two days—"

"Thank you, Mr. Mu, for your concern. I'm in good health." Shi Yan quickly interrupted him, and said expressionlessly, "You're wet, you should go home and change."

After speaking, before Mu Qing could speak again, he closed the door, leaning against the door and biting his lip angrily.

What kind of gesture did you make? You broke up so cleanly six years ago, and now you come back as if nothing happened. It's really cunning.

It's as if he was just a person being manipulated from beginning to end.

Mu Qing stood at the door for a long time without being able to move his body. After the person was sent to the hospital that day, there was an unexpected situation in the foreign company, which would affect the merger process with the head office. He had to go there to deal with it himself. I rushed back today, and when I got to the hospital, I heard that the person had been discharged, so I hurried back to the apartment, but I was turned away.

It was like going back to seven years ago, when we first met, he dismissed him, refused and rejected him.

Mu Qing stared blankly at the tightly closed door in front of him. He also knew that he was a bit crazy, but when he saw him again, he realized that no matter how long we were apart, this person would make him desperately seek his eyes.

Wiping off the wet and cold moisture from her face, Shi Yan ignored the sharp pain in her heart and returned to the study to continue working.

The next day, I went back to the company to sell my vacation and went to work normally.

Mu Chunhao called to express his concern, "You have been in a coma for three days, you were discharged from the hospital as soon as you woke up, and you worked too hard after you were discharged from the hospital. Do you want to die? How about I give you another three days off and you go back to accompany me?" My eldest nephew, you haven't seen each other for several days."

"No need, Mr. Mu, if I rest again, your company will lose at least [-] million yuan. You should worry less about my personal affairs and care more about the company's operations. It's just a cold, and it's not the first time."

The body has not recovered yet, and the head is dizzy, but it will pass after a while.

Mu Chunhao was choked by him, and scolded him stiffly: "I don't know good people! I'm afraid that a certain mad dog will find no one to vent its anger and come to bite me again."

"Okay, I don't have the energy to argue with you now, hang up!" Shi Yan hangs up the phone angrily.

In this industry, no matter what, you can't get around big groups like Jinghua Changhe. This is not something you can control, and you must treat it with a normal heart.

At noon, the secretary of the board came to ask him out for dinner for the first time, and Shi Yan couldn't shirk it. After all, he had worked with him for half a year, so he still had to give him some face.

After arriving at the dining hall, I realized that Secretary Dong was just a trustee. Mu Qing pointed to the seat with a white face, "please sit down, Director Shi has been here for so long, and I have been busy abroad, so I didn't have time to entertain you. This meal at noon is my apology."

Shi Yan glanced at Secretary Dong, and he sat down on the sidelines, not intending to participate at all.

It's the company's public canteen, no matter how high-end the dishes are, that's the way it is.

It was impossible for Shi Yan to embarrass Mu Qing in front of so many employees and sit down to eat quietly.

Mu Qing, who was on the opposite side, waited for him to move his chopsticks before picking up the bowl. As soon as he opened his mouth, he turned his head and sneezed.

Shi Yan didn't even lift her eyelids, and quickly picked up vegetables and rice.

As for Mu Qing, after a meal, he sneezed a dozen times intermittently, and the surrounding employees felt that the atmosphere was weird when they saw them passing by.

It took only 10 minutes for Shi Yan to finish his meal. After putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he politely said to Mu Qing: "Mr. Mu, take your time. I'm full. Let's go first."

Mu Qing was sneezing continuously, with a runny nose, and was busy stuffing his nose with a tissue. Hearing this, he looked up at Shi Yan with teary eyes, "Director Shi eats so little?"

Shi Yan still smiled politely, nodded slightly, got up and left.

After eating two mouthfuls, Mu Qing lost his appetite. He threw away his chopsticks and told Secretary Dong who was eating slowly next to him: "Go and book a banquet. Tonight, I will be the host to entertain some stationed bosses."

Secretary Dong put a piece of braised pork into his mouth, looked at his nostrils stuffed with tissues, and asked, "Are you sure you can go?"

Mu Qing glared, what to say, of course I will go, I will go to death!

Secretary Dong swallowed the braised pork, and continued: "Although you want to use your current image to win sympathy, I don't think it will have any effect. Anyway, if you are in your hands, there is no rush. It's better to think about it." Think of a better strategy to make people change their minds."

"After all, if it were me, if anyone dared to dump me for six years, and would continue to hold hands with me and play house without saying hello when he came back, I would definitely make the other party look bad, what the hell!"

After all, he is the secretary who has been with Mu Qing for so many years, and he knows everything. Secretary Dong is not afraid of him at all, so he can say anything.

Mu Qing couldn't help but sniff his nose, lowered his head and ate silently.

The next day, Mu Qing took cold medicine at night, and the cold was relieved. He got up early in the morning and made breakfast, and then ran to the door and leaned against the door to listen to the movement. Pretentiously smiling and greeting: "Morning, Shiyan, are you going to work now?"

Shi Yan locked the door, nodded politely, "Mu Dongzao."

Before he took two steps, Mu Qing stretched out his arms to stop him, "Yes, did you have breakfast?"

"No, I'll buy it near the company later." Taking a step back, avoiding the sudden scent on Mu Qing's body, Shi Shi calmly walked around him and planned to take the elevator.

Mu Qing moved his body to block his way, and quickly said: "Exactly, just right, I just made breakfast, quite, quite a lot, why don't you come over and eat with me, anyway, I can't finish it by myself."

Facing the alienation of Shi Yanyouyan, Mu Qing was nervous and at a loss as before.

"Thank you, no need." Shi Yan mercilessly refused, "Can you please step aside? I'm going to work."

At this point, Mu Qing couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid, and smiled embarrassingly and moved away.

However, when the person passed by, he still couldn't help reaching out and grabbing his arm, "Shi Yan, I, we—"

Shi Yan's face turned cold, and he raised his eyes to look at him, "Is there something else to do, Mr. Mu?"

Mu Qing flinched from his stare, but still refused to let go. After hesitating for a while, he plucked up his courage and said, "I'm also the sponsor of your company, and I don't even feel honored to treat you to dinner." Will you give it?"

"So?" Shi Yan asked back with cold eyes.

Mu Qing tried his best not to look so guilty, and said: "Mu Chunhao is still begging Jinghua to give him a project. As the project director of Harvest, you are too ignorant of current affairs."

When Shi Yan heard this sentence, her tense body relaxed instead, she tilted her head and looked at Mu Qing with weird eyes for a moment, and finally smiled sarcastically, "Mu Dong, after so many years, your methods still haven't changed, really Impressive."

Mu Qing blushed, let go of her hand in dejection to make way for Shi Yan.

The vigorous and decisive methods learned in the mall in the past few years seemed to be unable to be used in front of this person, and he held back for a long time to come up with the same method as in the past.

It really makes people laugh out loud.

Shi Yan flicked the scratched and wrinkled coat, and said coldly: "Is there anything else for Mr. Mu? There is nothing else, can I go?"

Mu Qing turned around to face the wall, without the face to look at him again.

The footsteps quickly moved away from behind until they disappeared.

Mu Qing squatted down in frustration, this time it was completely over, he played himself to death.