Secretary Ye spoke ill of me again

Ye Qiutong walked into Qin Yi's office. When Qin Yi saw him coming in, he didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I'm going to N City tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I leave from the company in the late afternoon and I won't be back until next Monday. , There are still some itineraries that need to be changed, you are responsible for handling the reception."

It is very common for the CEO to go on a business trip suddenly. Ye Qiutong shouldn't be surprised, but maybe it's because of a cold. When he heard the news that Qin Yi was leaving, he was a little dazed.

Thinking about it the other way around, they don't have to meet each other these days, which is fine.

Ye Qiutong pursed her lips and said, "Alright Mr. Qin, I will arrange everything properly."

Qin Yi raised his head, looked at him, and asked, "What's wrong with your voice?"

Ye Qiutong smiled: "I have a cold, it's fine."

Qin Yi said: "Take care of yourself and don't affect your work."

Ye Qiutong responded: "I understand, thank you President Qin."

Qin Yi waved his hand, Ye Qiutong received the work arrangement and left the office.

The moment the door was gently closed, Qin Yi subconsciously followed the figure, but soon the door blocked his gaze.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Qin Yi left the company.

Ye Qiutong followed the instructions to deal with the next thing and was busy until night.

His throat was still uncomfortable, his nose was getting more and more blocked, and he had no appetite, so he went to the restaurant and ordered a porridge for dinner, and took two casual bites.

I didn't sleep well at night, either my nose was stuffy and I woke up, or I used my mouth to breathe so dry that my throat was about to crack. After a whole night of tossing, it finally dawned.

Ye Qiutong got up, washed up and went to work.

He felt that he had a low-grade fever, but fortunately today was Friday, and he could rest well after another day.

Qin Yi is already in N City, and will not show up today, which also makes Ye Qiutong breathe a sigh of relief.

There are still so many jobs, but the boss is not around, so I can relax psychologically.

Ye Qiutong secretly wiped his nose while looking at the computer, feeling a little embarrassed.

Everyone in the president's office knew that Secretary Ye had caught a cold.

Li Feiran came over and looked at Ye Qiutong, Ye Qiutong asked vigilantly: "What's the matter, Assistant Li."

Li Feiran stared at Ye Qiutong's red nose and said, "You've become ugly."

Ye Qiutong: "..."

Thinking that everyone is the same as Shih Tzu, the more sick the better, he said angrily: "It's not good to be ugly, so you don't have to say that I rely on my face every time."

Li Feiran threw a pack of throat lozenges on Ye Qiutong's table, and said, "Get well soon, you're better when you're pretty."

After speaking, she returned to her place.

Ye Qiutong picked up the lozenge, and couldn't laugh or cry, this person wanted to give him something, so couldn't he talk properly.

Speaking of it, this duplicity is a bit like Qin Yi, no wonder Qin Yi recruited Li Feiran, maybe it was because of sympathy.

Thinking of Qin Yi, Ye Qiutong felt a little blocked.

It was the first time he had such a fight with Qin Yi, and it wasn't considered a fight, but he didn't know how to deal with it.

In the past, he just had to follow the president's wishes, but for some reason, he couldn't do it this time.

In the past, Qin Yi was dissatisfied, and either satirized him with words or tossed him at work. It was the first time that he was treated so coldly.

Ye Qiutong sighed and began to criticize himself.

Why should he fight against the president? Isn't it just that he doesn't talk to Qin Qifan?

The president was not happy, and he stroked his hair. Isn't this matter over?

Ye Qiutong felt a little bit unwilling, but he still made a decision, and when Qin Yi came back on Monday, he would apologize, give in, and turn the matter over.

After all, the president is his parents, and if he is given double salary, even if he can't use other people's money to help others to eliminate disasters, he can't add trouble to others.

Ye Qiutong continued to work while thinking about these things, and the symptoms of the cold became more and more obvious.

When calling the partner, the other party could hear it: "Secretary Ye, you seem to be seriously ill."

Other assistants in the president's office also saw it, and someone came to persuade him: "Secretary Ye, why don't you ask for sick leave?"

Ye Qiutong waved his hands and said, "It's just a common cold. It will be fine in seven days. It's nothing to worry about."

It's too bad to ask for leave for a cold. Today is Friday, so I'll be fine until I get off work.

Finally, when it was off-duty time, Ye Qiutong had no intention of working overtime and left the company in a hurry.

He was absolutely feverish, his body was cold, his cheeks were hot.On the way home, Ye Qiutong went to the pharmacy to buy a thermometer and anti-fever and anti-inflammatory drugs. When he got home, he realized that he was in a daze and forgot to solve the dinner problem.

Ye Qiutong looked at the obviously high number on the thermometer, and was too lazy to go out to look for food, and during the peak dining hours on weekends, it took a long time to order takeaway, so he got up resignedly, dug out a pack of instant noodles from his barren kitchen, and gave it to him. Cook and eat by yourself.

In fact, he didn't feel hungry at all, he just managed to eat something to keep himself from falling down.

After tossing about all this, Ye Qiutong took the medicine and threw herself into the bed.

I can finally rest well.

He fell asleep in a daze, but was still uncomfortable.

It is said that it is autumn, the temperature during the day is not low, the temperature difference becomes larger, the temperature in the room has not dropped, and at the beginning I feel hot when I sleep, and then it cools down at night, and I feel cold when I fall asleep.

Ye Qiutong had a cold at first, and when it was hot and cold, his body became wet and dry, making him feel more and more uncomfortable.

It only takes seven days to recover from a cold, he said silently in his heart, there is no other way, just survive the worst first two days.

Reason knows that when you are sick, you are always a little bit vulnerable emotionally.

If no one came out to work hard and ate at home, he could still have a mouthful of hot soup when he was sick.

Ye Qiutong sighed silently, forcing herself not to think about what was there and what was not, and continued to sleep quickly.

After a while, in his sleepy sleep, he heard a strange noise, which made him flustered.

He raised the quilt and covered his head, trying to ignore the sound, but found that it was completely useless, the sound was louder and more persistent.

Ye Qiutong forced herself to open her eyes, only to realize that the doorbell was ringing.

God, who would come at this time.

The doorbell kept ringing like a reminder, Ye Qiutong got up from the bed with all his strength, didn't even bother to put on his slippers, and staggered to the door.

His limbs were weak, he held the doorknob, pulled the door open several times, and looked at the person outside the door drowsily, just about to ask: "Who is it?"

Words are gone.

He saw Qin Yi standing at the door.

Ye Qiutong's mind cleared up for a moment, but he suspected that he was dreaming.

Qin Yi in the dream saw Ye Qiutong open the door, frowned, and said, "Open the door without asking who it is, it's too defenseless."

It turned out that it was not a dream, it was criticism when he opened his mouth, he was the real president.

Ye Qiutong twitched the corners of her lips and forced out a smile: "Boss Qin, aren't you in City N? Why are you here?"

Qin Yi was wearing a tie and neatly dressed, as if he had just arrived from a formal occasion.

He looked at Ye Qiutong without speaking.

Qin Yi was indeed in N city four hours ago.

When he came back from the R&D center that day, he didn't want to face Ye Qiutong, so he adjusted his work schedule and went to N City.

But before he left, he found that the little secretary was ill.

Although it didn't look serious at the time, he was always thinking about it.

This afternoon, he took the time to send Xu Mu a message, asking him about Ye Qiutong's situation.

Xu Mu replied immediately: "Secretary Ye, I'm very ill. I've been twisting my nose since this morning, and the tip of my nose is red, and I'm hoarse when I speak, and my eyes are watery. I must have a fever. What a poor little girl."

Qin Yi knew that Xu Mu must be deliberately exaggerating, but he still couldn't let it go.

It's just a cold.

But he immediately arranged for someone else to replace him, rushed directly to the high-speed rail station, and took the nearest train back to S City.

He must be crazy to appear at Ye Qiutong's door as quickly as possible.

Seeing that Qin Yi didn't speak again, Ye Qiutong's fatigue spread to his limbs again. He now has no energy to deal with the president without a mouth, and said: "Boss Qin, no matter what happens, I'll take a sick leave today, and I'll deal with it on Monday."

His voice was really hoarse, with a strong nasal voice, his skin was pale, but his cheeks were flushed abnormally, which was a sign of hyperthermia.

After Ye Qiutong finished speaking, she was about to close the door.

Qin Yi refused, he blocked the door that was about to close, and took a step into the room.

Ye Qiutong was startled, and backed involuntarily, but because of the weakness of her hands and feet, she didn't stand firm, and seeing her body shaking, she was about to fall down.

Qin Yi reached out to support him, hugged him up, put his back against the door panel, and closed the door.

Although the mouthless president didn't speak or explain, but his mobility was super high. He walked into the room with Ye Qiutong in his arms.

Ye Qiutong woke up from the fright, and stammered, "Boss Qin, what are you going to do?"

Qin Yi didn't expect to reach the end of the house after walking only a few steps. He hugged Ye Qiutong, looked at the bed in the middle, and said without words: "Your place is really small."

Ye Qiutong: "..."

Is now the time to dislike his small house?He rented this place when he just graduated. At that time, he was a college student. In a place with high housing prices like City S, renting a one-bedroom apartment was pretty good, okay?

Ye Qiutong's face turned even redder. He didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or illness. He simply closed his eyes, leaned on Qin Yi's chest, and said, "I'm dizzy, let me rest for a while."

Qin Yi felt that the body temperature in his arms was abnormally high, so he walked to the side of the bed and put Ye Qiutong on the bed with gentle movements, like treating a treasure, for fear of breaking it.

Qin Yi covered Ye Qiutong with a quilt and asked, "Have you taken your medicine?"

Ye Qiutong closed his eyes and nodded.

Qin Yi stroked his forehead with his hand, and said softly, "Sleep first."

Originally it was just a cold, not a big deal, but because of the care of someone around her, Ye Qiutong became vulnerable.

He opened his eyes, looked at Qin Yi, and shouted meaninglessly: "Boss Qin, go back quickly."

Qin Yi patted him on the cheek and said, "I'll wait until the illness recovers to talk about it. Let's take a good rest first."

Ye Qiutong then closed his eyes again.

He took the medicine and was so tired that he had no time to care about other things.

Seeing that Ye Qiutong was asleep, Qin Yi tucked in the quilt for him, and then got up to look at the house.

To be honest, it's really small, with only one room and one living room. In Qin Yi's eyes, it can barely turn around.

Giving Ye Qiutong so much salary, I don't know where it went.

Qin Yi walked into the living room, saw half a bowl of instant noodles on the coffee table, and frowned.

Perhaps because she knew someone was guarding her, Ye Qiutong slept peacefully and soundly.

The effect of the medicine gradually took effect, Ye Qiutong was sweating all over, and his body temperature dropped.

The body felt better, and hunger started to emerge. He only ate a little of the bowl of instant noodles just now, and woke up in the middle of the night.

The room was dark, he turned his head, and there was a little light shining not far from his side.

Someone was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at their phone.

Ye Qiutong opened her eyes wide in surprise, and said, "Boss Qin, you haven't left yet?"

His voice was so hoarse, Qin Yi reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, looked at him in the orange light, and asked, "Is it better?"

Ye Qiutong nodded.

Qin Yi poured a glass of water, helped Ye Qiutong up, supported his back with one hand, and brought the glass to his lips with the other.

Ye Qiutong was overwhelmed by the flattery, quickly took the water glass and said, "I'll do it myself."

His hands were still a little weak, and he couldn't hold the cup stably. Qin Yi held his hand, exerted a little force, and helped him drink water.

Ye Qiutong was very embarrassed. He even asked the president to help him drink water. Isn't he too squeamish?

Qin Yi felt that the hand pressing Ye Qiutong's back was wet. Seeing Ye Qiutong drink up a whole glass of water, he said, "You change your clothes, and I'll get you something to eat, so you can rest your stomach and go back to sleep."

Ye Qiutong was even more surprised.

Qin Yi went to the closet and took out a set of pajamas, put it beside Ye Qiutong, and turned to go to the kitchen. Ye Qiutong watched the CEO's movements in confusion, not understanding why he was so familiar with this place.

Ye Qiutong had just changed out of her sweaty clothes, before she had time to put them on, Qin Yi came in with a bowl of noodles.

The dim light shone on the fair skin, creating a warm and jade-like atmosphere, and the curve of the waist was so perfect, like a carved work of art.

What's more terrible is that the light clearly illuminates the texture of the muscles and the gullies of the bones.

Qin Yi paused.

Ye Qiutong quickly got dressed, and was also stunned when she saw the bowl in the CEO's hand.

Qin Yi regained his energy, stuffed the noodles into Ye Qiutong's hand, and said, "Eat something."

Ye Qiutong lowered his head, clear noodles soaked in the clear soup, covered with a poached egg, through the white and tender egg white, you can see the golden yellow egg yolk flowing faintly, it tastes absolutely tender and smooth.

There was also some stewed beef beside it, cut into regular thin slices, dotted with green onion, it made people move their index fingers, it was much more luxurious than the bowl of instant noodles he ate before.

Ye Qiutong held the noodle bowl, looked at Qin Yi eagerly, and asked, "Boss Qin, you must have made this noodle."

The answer is self-evident, but he doesn't have these ingredients at home.

Qin Yi said, "I took your key and went out."

So that was the case, Ye Qiutong asked again: "Have you eaten?"

Qin Yi was a little impatient, and ordered him: "Don't talk too much, eat it while it's hot."

Ye Qiutong picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

...It's delicious, Ye Qiutong has been ill for a while, and there is no taste in his mouth, but he can still feel the smoothness of the noodles and the deliciousness of the soup.

He was moved while eating, when Qin Yi suddenly appeared beside him, not only accompanying him, but also taking care of him, cooking for him.

Ye Qiutong had completely forgotten about the previous unhappiness, and at this moment he announced loudly in his heart that the CEO is the most virtuous capitalist in the world.

Sickness also consumes energy. Ye Qiutong felt alive after eating the noodles. He sat on the bed and sighed comfortably. The virtuous capital took the noodle bowl away, pulled a tissue, and wiped Ye Qiutong's mouth with his hands.

This is too much, Ye Qiutong blushed: "I will do it myself."

Ye Qiutong didn't get out of bed the whole time, and Qin Yi packed everything up before sitting down on the chair next to the bed again.

Qin Yi said, "Keep sleeping."

The president's tone was so gentle that Ye Qiutong was in a trance. He glanced at the time and found that it was past one o'clock, and it was unrealistic for Qin Yi to go back.

He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

Qin Yi stopped him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Qiutong said: "Boss Qin, you rest here, I'll sleep outside."

There was only one sofa in the small living room outside. Ye Qiutong spoke hoarsely and with a nasal voice, but his condition was only a little stronger than before, and he was still sick, so it was not suitable for him to sleep on the sofa.

Qin Yi pushed him back on the bed: "Don't toss about, sleep well."

Ye Qiutong was a little anxious: "Then what should you do?"

The CEO is such an honorable person, he would be very hairy when he was on a business trip. If there was anything in the room that he didn't like, he would change the hotel immediately, and let him be wronged in such a small rental house, with no place to rest. On the chair beside the bed, Ye Qiutong was afraid that his life would be shortened.

Qin Yi bent down, looked into Ye Qiutong's eyes, knelt down on the bed suddenly, pulled back the quilt, stretched his long legs, lay down on Ye Qiutong's side, and said, "That's all right."

Ye Qiutong was stunned, and her first reaction was: "What if I infect you?"

Qin Yi looked at Ye Qiutong deeply, but he didn't expect his focus to be so biased, and said, "It's going to spread early."

It seems to be the same, Ye Qiutong whispered: "It's all because my bed is too small."

Qin Yi: "..."

"Stop talking and go to sleep."

Let Ye Qiutong talk again, and he can't help thinking about it.

The two of them were lying on the same bed. Fortunately, there was more than one pillow and the temperature was not low.

Qin Yi gave most of the quilt to Ye Qiutong, touched his forehead, felt that he had no fever anymore, and said, "Keep sleeping, you are still sick."

Ye Qiutong leaned sideways on the pillow, did not close her eyes immediately, but looked at Qin Yi's shoulders, chest and waist.

The closer he got, the more he could feel that Qin Yi was in good shape, tall and strong, full of pressure, and the whole bed became narrower because of his presence.

If his nose wasn't blocked, he should still be able to smell the faint scent of men's perfume.

Ye Qiutong's body felt hot, and he thought, he wouldn't have a fever again.

Qin Yi tilted his head and saw Ye Qiutong staring straight at him with his eyes open. Those eyes were covered with water mist due to illness, watery and shiny. Being stared at like this, Qin Yi's throat tightened.

Qin Yi said, "Quickly sleep."

Ye Qiutong said pitifully: "Boss Qin, you are so fierce." After speaking, he rubbed against Qin Yi's side and muttered softly, "I won't be able to sleep for a while."

Qin Yi didn't want to be fierce, but just wanted to cover up the faint embarrassment and itching at this moment.

He looked at the very docile Ye Qiutong who was obediently approaching him, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Then let's have a chat."

Qin Yi also turned sideways, propped his arms on the bed, propped his head, and faced Ye Qiutong.

Ye Qiutong raised his eyes and looked into Qin Yi's deep eyes.

The two people are so close that they can touch each other's bodies with just a slight movement.

Ye Qiutong heard Qin Yi say: "First of all, let's move on to the first topic, what is that doll over there, and why is there a photo of me on its head?"

Ye Qiutong: "..."