CHAPTER 542: CHAPTER 540: DON’T YELL BLINDLY

"But it’s just a fever, I reckon it’ll be gone by tonight."

Jiang Yao listened to Wen Qiao’s strenuous efforts to hide her concern and, holding back her laughter, continued, "I think so too. I didn’t even plan to tell you. After all, President Fu has his assistants with him, so nothing serious can happen. But he kept begging me to inform you, even claimed that Fu Jinghen came especially to see you. I didn’t believe it. If he really came just for you, why would he drink anyway?"

Wen Qiao paused in her act of changing clothes and suddenly fell silent.

She suddenly remembered when she had just gone to Hang City to shoot a film; Fu Jinghen had used the excuse of "passing by" to visit her.

Jiang Yao, hearing no response for a while, asked, "Why did you stop talking?"

Wen Qiao snapped back to reality, "It’s nothing, I’m going to sleep, hanging up now."

Without waiting for Jiang Yao to respond, Wen Qiao pressed the end call button.

After a while, she quietly sighed in relief.

Her palm vibrated slightly, Wen Qiao unlocked her phone, there was a message from Jiang Yao.

[Yao Aya: Remember to cover up well, don’t get caught on camera.]

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Twenty minutes later, Wen Qiao stood in front of the door of Fu Jinghen’s hospital room.

Inside the room, only a dim yellow table lamp by the sofa was left on. Wen Qiao pushed the door open and sat on the solo couch, Feng Li immediately looked up and his eyes lit up like he had seen gold upon seeing her.

Wen Qiao: "..."

Feng Li lowered his voice, excitedly saying, "Boss Lady, you really came."

Wen Qiao lowered her voice too, "Wasn’t it you who begged me to come? Not welcoming me now?"

Feng Li hastily waved his hands, "No no, it was me who pleaded for you to come, how dare I be unwelcoming to you."

Wen Qiao nodded in satisfaction, then as she turned around, she remembered something and added, "I’m not your Boss Lady anymore, stop calling me that."

"Alright, Boss Lady."

"..."

Wen Qiao gave up correcting him, not wanting to waste more time on it. She lifted a finger, pointing in the direction of the bed, "What’s this? A fever and still drinking, does he think he’s immortal?"

"Ah, President Fu had a slight cold these past few days and wanted to join you for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he wrapped up some work. After arriving in West City, hearing that Director Li was inviting you out, he didn’t want to interrupt and thought about visiting you tomorrow. Incidentally, an elder he had been working with invited him over for a meal, and he drank a little. President Fu has always been rather rough on himself, it was only after dinner when I noticed his face red that I realized he had a fever."

Feng Li was indeed someone who could stick by Fu Jinghen’s side, explaining the situation in just a few words, his phrasing careful to neither make Fu Jinghen appear too humble, employing a self-destructive tactic to attract her attention, nor let Wen Qiao think that Fu Jinghen was just casually passing by to visit her.

Wen Qiao nodded, indicating she understood. She looked around the make-shift hospital room and finally let her gaze rest on Fu Jinghen, "Since he hasn’t woken up, my staying here is pointless. I’ll head back and maybe come see him tomorrow if I’m free."

"Don’t!" Feng Li exclaimed, his voice raising in excitement before he realized and quickly covered his mouth, then he blocked the door in a flash, "Boss... Miss Wen, please stay a bit longer. If President Fu wakes up and finds out you came and I didn’t keep you here, he will definitely scold me to death."

"..."

"You might not know this, but my parents are laid off and at home, and I have two younger brothers. One of them is currently seeing a girlfriend, but she said she’ll only marry him if he’s bought a house."