After introducing someone to the boss, I became his only favorite

Qiao Xingran, who was drawing design drafts while being hospitalized, had a fulfilling life. The days in the hospital had passed in a few days, and he had already had his stitches removed today. With the order issued by Dr. Zheng, he had finished the review and was ready to be discharged.

"Mr. Qiao, your wound has healed very well, but you should pay more attention to rest, eat on time, and don't make yourself too tired."

Listening to Dr. Zheng's words, Qiao Xingran nodded and silently wrote it down in his heart.

"After being discharged from the hospital, I will go to the hospital for a review every two months. Afterwards, I can rest assured that the blood clot in the brain has been completely removed and there are no sequelae."

"Okay, I see, thank you doctor." Qiao Xingran took his examination report and thanked him politely.

"This is the discharge certificate. Take the certificate and go to the lobby on the first floor to pay the fee and you can be discharged."

"Okay." Qiao Xingran nodded, thanked her before leaving the doctor's office.

"Wait, let your family members come in." Qiao Xingran just turned around, but was stopped by Dr. Zheng again. He was stunned. The family members that Dr. Zheng mentioned should be Jiang Yandong.

"Boss, Dr. Zheng told you to come in." Qiao Xingran walked out of the office and said to the people waiting for him outside the door.

They hadn't seen each other for several days, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly felt awkward.

"Okay, follow Zhang Yao to pay the bill first." Jiang Yandong nodded, and went into the doctor's office on his own.

After completing the discharge procedures, Jiang Yandong had already talked with the doctor. He wanted to ask what the doctor had told him, but seeing Jiang Yandong's unhappy expression, he gave up.

Qiao Xingran, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was very happy. He rushed to pack the things in the ward and planned to take the subway home.

But when he got out of the hospital, he just wanted to tell Jiang Yandong that he was going home by subway, but unexpectedly, the other party gave him a cold look, and walked straight to the garage with long legs.

"Boss!" Qiao Xingran hugged his clothes and chased after him, looking at his cold expression, he was a little confused.

"I, I'll take the subway back first."

"Take the car."

Qiao Xingran had two words slapped on his forehead, and he couldn't say it, but obviously Jiang Yandong didn't want to hear too much from him, so he had already taken the lead.

He looked at Zhang Yao beside him with some embarrassment. The other party shook his head, reached out and pushed his shoulder, with a rather helpless expression.

"Let's go, I'm afraid you won't be able to take the subway."

"Oh." Qiao Xingran sighed, looking at Jiang Yandong's back with some melancholy, did he provoke him again?

When Jiang Yandong got into the car when he arrived at the parking lot, Qiao Xingran hesitated looking at the back seat and the driver's seat, thinking of Jiang Yandong's cold expression, he accidentally opened the passenger's door and got in.

While Qiao Xingran was preparing himself mentally, a cold voice came from the back seat, which startled him and subconsciously hugged the bag of clothes in his arms.

"Dare to sit in the co-pilot? Are you not afraid anymore?"

In the end, Qiao Xingran still sat in the back seat. He suppressed the fear in his heart, and the sweat in his palms kept coming out. The dark parking lot accelerated the growth of fear.

The car started slowly, Qiao Xingran quickly closed his eyes, bit his lower lip tightly, and could only hug his clothes tightly for comfort, but in the next second, a pair of arms pulled him into a warm embrace.

The cold cedar fragrance permeated the tip of his nose, he didn't care who was holding him in his arms, felt the warm palm caressing his back, and his fear-filled heart slowly relaxed.

Qiao Xingran was wrapped in a sense of security, and the warm embrace made him very comfortable. Every time he took the car, those horrible scenes did not appear, and he didn't think about it. Gradually, he just fell asleep in Jiang Yandong's arms.

When he woke up, he had already slept on the soft bed, opened his eyes and looked around, it was his previous bedroom.

Jiang Yandong directly brought himself into his house?

Qiao Xingran propped himself up and sat up, and caught a glimpse of a note pressed on the bedside table. He took it over and saw that it was written in strong and powerful characters.

I went to the company, woke up and asked my aunt to get food.

"I really cherish words like gold." Qiao Xingran complained silently in his heart. After getting out of bed and looking at the note, he opened the drawer and put it in.

He sat on the bed and woke up for a while, when suddenly he heard a rattling sound from outside the door, followed by a woman's voice.

He opened the door and saw a dog rushing in, circling excitedly in the house.

"Sister Qiao?" Qiao Xingran hugged the happy sister Qiao, who stretched out her tongue and licked his face twice. Sobbing and screaming.

"A weird little thing." Qiao Xingran hugged Qiao Mei in his arms, looking at this silly dog's face, he couldn't help laughing.

"Master?" A woman's surprised voice came from outside the door, Qiao Xingran raised her head subconsciously, and saw a familiar face.

"Aunt Lin?" Qiao Xingran was also a little surprised.

The woman outside the door was his former nanny, and he didn't expect to meet him again now, he didn't know whether to call it fate.

"It's me, young master, before..." Aunt Lin looked at Qiao Xingran's bald head, hesitant to speak, and her expression was a little embarrassed.

Qiao Xingran knew what Aunt Lin wanted to say, so he smiled, "Stop talking about the past, we just need to get along well in the future."

"Okay, okay, I'll make what the young master wants to eat." Aunt Lin relaxed a lot after listening to Qiao Xingran's words, and asked hastily.

"Just eat whatever you want."

Aunt Lin went downstairs, and Qiao Xingran sat on the floor alone holding Miss Qiao, stretching out her hand to pluck her short hair, and he suddenly felt relieved.

Aunt Lin and his family were neither close nor close, and she was also a beggar. It was only natural for her to leave when the family went bankrupt. Why did he have any reason to blame her?

Aunt Lin's handicrafts are still the same as before, full of familiar flavors, Qiao Xingran sandwiches crystal clear crystal dumplings, her eyes are a little moist.

In a familiar restaurant, eating familiar dumplings, it would be great if his parents were sitting opposite to him, and thoughtfully sandwiching dishes for him, so that he could eat more.

After taking a sip of the wonton soup, Qiao Xingran's tears rolled down. The thin-skinned and thick-fleshed wontons were mixed with the delicious aroma of chicken soup. This was something Aunt Lin would make for him every week when he came back from school with a shiver.

When the sound of footsteps came, Qiao Xingran immediately wiped away his tears, seeing Aunt Lin coming in with pickles and chili noodles, he immediately raised his head and smiled.

"I haven't made it for a while, I don't know if it suits the young master's taste." Aunt Lin put down the small bowl, and wiped the water stains on her hands on her apron cautiously.

"It's still as delicious as before. It's been a long time since I ate it." Looking at Aunt Lin's smile, Qiao Xingran's nose suddenly became sore, and he lowered his head and choked up.

Living in Jiang Yandong's house didn't cause any discomfort. Qiao Xingran started preparing dinner for Jiang Yandong at night, and after asking about his taste, he looked for the ingredients in the refrigerator.

"Master, you just recovered, why don't I do it." Aunt Lin walked in and handed Qiao Xingran an apron.

"I'll just come. Don't call me Young Master in the future, just call me Xingran." Qiao Xingran took the apron and put it on, rejecting Aunt Lin's proposal.

"Okay, young man, Xingran, just call me if you need my help. I'll mop the living room first." A look of embarrassment flashed across Aunt Lin's face.

Qiao Xingran was comfortable in the spacious kitchen by himself. The kitchen here was much bigger than the house he rented, and he was not afraid of bumps and bumps when cooking.

He skillfully picked a few potatoes, peeled them and cut them into cubes, then processed the beef brisket, and then started to prepare the soup.There are only three people in the family, so he only cooks two dishes, one soup, and some rice.

Jiang Yandong seemed to be pinching his order and came back. Qiao Xingran's dishes had just been cooked when the sound of a car engine came from outside.

"Mister is back, I'll pick it up." Aunt Lin put down the work in her hands and washed her hands, then said to Qiao Xingran.

"Okay." Qiao Xingran nodded, and picked up the soup in the casserole with gloves on.

"The meal is ready so soon?" Jiang Yandong smelled the tangy aroma as soon as he entered the house, he asked casually, and walked to the door of the kitchen, where a person wearing a pink apron was holding a bowl of rice.

Such a figure made the usually deserted house a little more smokey.

"Boss, are you back? Wash your hands and get ready to eat." Qiao Xingran turned around and said with a smile, ready to serve three bowls of rice.

Jiang Yandong suppressed the throbbing in his heart, the scene in front of him was the picture he had been thinking about for several years, when he came back from work, someone at home would prepare meals for him, and this person could only be Qiao Xingran.

"Boss?" Qiao Xingran was about to go out with the meal, but seeing Jiang Yandong standing expressionlessly at the door of the kitchen, he couldn't help but yelled again.

"Huh?" Jiang Yandong came back to his senses, concealed the strangeness in his eyes, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"Boss, try this braised potato with beef brisket, it's delicious." Qiao Xingran gave Jiang Yandong a piece of potato.

Foods like potatoes are good for the stomach. Tomorrow, I can make him some yam porridge to nourish his stomach.

Qiao Xingran watched as Jiang Yandong ate the potatoes, and put another piece of beef brisket into Aunt Lin's bowl, "Aunt Lin, you should eat more, too. I have stewed this beef brisket for a long time."

"Okay, thank you Xingran." Aunt Lin took it happily, her eyes full of kindness.

After picking up the dishes for them, Qiao Xingran changed his chopsticks and ate them by himself. These are actually all his favorite dishes. He hasn't eaten them so well for a long time. He usually eats instant noodles or boiled vermicelli, so he is not willing to eat them all at once. Meat.

The three people at the dining table ate in silence, Qiao Xingran felt a little full, watching Jiang Yandong eat slowly, observing how much he ate.

After eating a lot of food, drinking a bowl of soup and a bowl of rice, the amount of food is not bad, Qiao Xingran bent her eyes in satisfaction, and happily started to eat by herself.

"What's so happy about it?" Jiang Yandong raised his eyes, caught a glimpse of Qiao Xingran's crooked smile, and couldn't help asking.

"Huh?" Qiao Xingran raised his head in confusion. Is he happy?

"It's okay." Jiang Yandong smiled, and reached out to wipe the corner of the other's mouth.

"Can't finish eating and pack for supper?"

Some rough fingers brushed his cheeks, Qiao Xingran's face turned red, he touched his cheeks in bewilderment, and blushed when he saw the grain of rice on Jiang Yandong's fingertips.

"Thank you, thank you." He pursed his lips in a daze, feeling ashamed.

At this time, Aunt Lin who was next to her suddenly took up the topic, "Xingran is still as prone to blushing as before."

Hearing what Aunt Lin said, Qiao Xingran's face turned even redder. He opened his mouth and stretched out his hand to touch his hot face, but he couldn't say anything.

He carefully picked up the rice, raised his eyes just in time to meet Jiang Yandong's playful eyes, and the temperature on his face that had just subsided rose again.

"I'm full, let's feed Miss Qiao first." He finally left the dining table as if fleeing, and rushed out of the door to look for Miss Qiao.

Suddenly Miss Qiao's whimpering sound came from the door, Qiao Xingran suddenly remembered that Jiang Yandong had said before that his family also had a big dog, his heart tightened, and he hurried out.

As soon as he went out, he saw a huge German Shepherd pressing Miss Qiao under him. He was anxious, and rushed over without caring too much.

"Sister Qiao!"

Qiao Xingran recklessly ran over to grab the German Shepherd's dog leash, pulled him aside with great effort, and fell to the ground with him.

However, the scene in front of him seemed to be different from what he had imagined. The sister Qiao who was rescued by him was unscathed, and even raised her front legs to stand up and licked the corner of German Shepherd's mouth.

"Sister Qiao?" Qiao Xingran yelled blankly, and De Mu also turned around, as if he had spotted Qiao Xingran who had fallen on the ground, he suddenly yelled twice, and threw himself on him.

Qiao Xingran, who was caught off guard and thrown to the ground, was terrified. The dog's paws kept stepping on him, and the dog chain was dragged rattlingly. He tried to push the dog away with his hands, but another sister, Qiao Keep licking his face.

Jiang Yandong heard a dog barking in the house, and hurried out with Aunt Lin, only to find Qiao Xingran thrown on the lawn by two dogs.

He hurried up to pull the two dogs apart, and helped Qiao Xingran, who was still in shock, to stand up.

"Are you okay?"

Qiao Xingran shook his head and touched the saliva on his face. He thought that Demu had gone crazy when he saw him, but instead he lay on his body and stomped on him, even licking his face constantly.

The two dogs panted with their tongues out, and happily stretched out their paws to grab Qiao Xingran's trousers.

He looked at the two dogs in front of him, and suddenly some familiar feelings flashed through his mind.

"It shouldn't be malicious to you, it didn't hurt anywhere."

"It's all right, I'll go up and take a shower first." Qiao Xingran shook her head, and looked back at sister Qiao who had had a good time with Demu, feeling a little strange in her heart.