Chapter 24: The Aftertaste of Cedar Fruit
Seeing that the elevator was about to reach the second top floor, Liang Weining decided to solemnly explain the cause and effect of the hot spring incident to the boss.

"Mr. Chen."

In the enclosed space, the girl's voice sounded somewhat soft.

But he didn't give her a chance to speak. The moment the door opened, Chen Jingyuan ordered her to leave. "Go back and have a rest. Come with me to the ranch tomorrow morning."

Liang Weining paused for two seconds and nodded, "Okay."

She opened her mouth and wanted to add something, but the man's eyes fell on her again.

A gentlemanly look.

In just a short breath, I heard him whisper, "Wear more clothes and be careful of catching a cold."

Subconsciously, Liang Weining looked down at the thin clothes on her body.

Earlier, in order to make it easier to put on and take off, she only put on a coat over her T-shirt before leaving.

I didn’t feel cold before, but when I was returning, the temperature at night had indeed dropped a lot.

In fact, there is no need to say more.

The boss obviously didn't care about the hot spring center's affairs, so as a subordinate, she didn't need to be shy about explaining too much.

After figuring this out, Liang Weining nodded slightly to the man as he stepped out of the elevator, "I'll pay attention to it. Thank you Mr. Chen for your concern."

His tone was steady, and he was still the usual docile Secretary Liang.

The space fell silent.

Chen Jingyuan stood quietly in the middle of the elevator, taking in the girl's tranquil eyes. As the elevator door closed, the pleasant look on her face gradually disappeared from his sight.

After returning to the room and sitting down for only five minutes, Liang Weining began to sneeze intermittently.

This was the precursor to her cold every time.

The boss's mouth is really-

Forget it, you can’t blame others.

It's her own fault.

If Gu Yunzhen was around tonight, cold medicine would appear in the room within half an hour.

But Liang Weining was too lazy to move.

Buying medicines through mobile APP online platforms is of no use at all on this small island with backward e-commerce information.

Instead of running out to find a pharmacy late at night, it is better to take a hot bath and have a good sleep. Who knows, nothing may happen tomorrow.

It turned out that she was too optimistic.

The next morning, Liang Weining woke up in a daze.

I was not woken up by the alarm clock, but by a dry throat and a sore and itchy throat, as if it was being stabbed.

A familiar formula, a three-piece set for respiratory infections.

But she didn't dare to delay or slack off on what her boss had told her to do. He said last night that she would go to the ranch today, and it was probably another inspection trip.

Look at the time, it’s just past half past six.

Thinking of what Xu Zhou said about Mr. Chen not sleeping well recently, she guessed that the people upstairs should have gotten up at this time.

Giving up the idea of ​​taking a nap, Liang Weining got up, washed, and took the opportunity to remedy her poor skin condition by simply applying a facial mask.

After packing everything up and finishing her breakfast, she took her phone and sent a message to Xu Zhou.

【So early? 】

The other party was surprised.

Thinking of how late she arrived yesterday, Liang Weining typed shyly: [I dare not sleep, for fear of keeping the boss waiting again.]

Joke.

Xu Zhou took it seriously.

He said in a serious tone: [Mr. Chen never waits for anyone, especially at work. Yesterday, no matter whether you were late or not, the helicopter took off on time.]

Got a lesson.

Liang Weining nodded: [Okay, I understand.]

Since joining the company, Xu Zhou has always taken good care of her.

One time in the public restroom of the staff cafeteria, I overheard several female colleagues chatting casually.

They said that Special Assistant Xu had a younger sister who died of illness at the age of eighteen.

Later, Liang Weining realized that she looked and had a similar personality to Sister Xu.

Humans are emotional animals after all. The dead are gone, and the living love the dead and the people in them. This is just an instinctive way of missing them.

At eight o'clock, Liang Weining took the elevator to the basement floor.

The black business car was parked quietly in its place, and the anti-peeping glass could not see what was inside. She thought the driver had not arrived yet, so she took out her cell phone and stood in front of the car door, ready to call the other party.

At this time, the rear window slowly lowered.

Liang Weining turned around suspiciously and found a figure sitting in the car.

"."

I feel very disappointed.

What did Xu Zhou say just now?

Mr. Chen never waits for anyone.

She swallowed her sore and itchy throat, leaned over slightly to look at the man, and greeted him guiltily, "Good morning, Mr. Chen."

Not really.

What time does this person get up? Why can he be so energetic despite his poor sleep quality?

Chen Jingyuan glanced at the girl's face indifferently, said nothing, turned around and continued to browse the Lianwu Island Morning Post in his hand.

The boss glanced at her silently, naturally urging her to get in the car quickly.

Liang Weining hesitated for two seconds, opened the back door and got in.

Fasten your seat belts and the car drives smoothly out of the hotel.

As the saying goes, three times the limit, in order to avoid a similar situation like "boss waiting for subordinates" happening for the third time, Liang Weining thought about it and then mustered up the courage to say, "Mr. Chen, is it convenient for you to discuss tomorrow's schedule with me now?"

Chen Jingyuan was flipping through the newspaper with a calm expression. He seemed to have heard nothing of the girl's sudden words and did not give any response.

This undoubtedly increased Liang Weining's inner anxiety.

In fact, the itinerary had already been planned, and the connection at this time was just her excuse.

She wanted to double-check it in a roundabout way and find out from the side what time the man would most likely get up early the next morning so that she could be mentally prepared.

After all, the boss doesn't play by the rules, and the itinerary is useless.

The fog was quite heavy today. In a blink of an eye, the glass window was covered with a layer of gray. When passing through the tunnel, the surrounding light became much dimmer.

Liang Weining carefully turned on the overhead reading light so as not to disturb his boss from reading the newspaper.

As she raised her hand, the sweet fragrance from her sleeves passed through the air beside Chen Jingyuan's ear. When the lights came on, the fragrance gradually faded, leaving only a hint of the aftertaste of fir fruit lingering at the tip of his nose.

Chen Jingyuan's gaze paused slightly on the newspaper. At a certain moment, he felt that the words on the newspaper were boring and there was no need to read on.

He placed the newspaper on the armrest, and his eyes inadvertently swept across the girl's high heels. He paused for two seconds and then looked away without any emotion.

"The scheduled time does not need to be changed. If there are any special circumstances, I will notify you."

The big boss finally gave a definite answer.

What this means is that being late yesterday or even just now was not her fault.

Liang Weining felt a little ashamed that her shady dealings were easily seen through by the man. In the workplace, was this considered another disguised form of "passing the buck"?

Surprisingly, the boss was willing to take the blame.

It took half an hour to arrive at the forest ranch.

It was a cold winter day, and I thought the view I would see when I got off the car would be withered grass and fallen trees. Unexpectedly, the overwhelming vitality that hit my eyes was no less powerful than the impact I got when I looked down at the earth from a helicopter.

Liang Weining stood in front of the car, looking out into the wind, watching the endless green waves rolling, and his whole body and mind felt relaxed.

So beautiful.

She couldn't help but admire it.

But just as he finished speaking, cold wind rushed into his throat, and an unexpected violent cough broke the beauty.

Liang Weining turned his head away, his cheeks red from coughing.

With his eyes lowered, Chen Jingyuan opened a bottle of purified water for her.

The hand holding the bottle had a perfect outline, and the invisible tension between the finger bones made Liang Weining feel dazed.

Distant memories awaken.

About four years ago.

The same posture, different people, and the same impeccable hands, handed her a dark blue handkerchief when she was crying sadly.

　Let me chat with you guys. This book is about love. The hero and heroine have more rivalry scenes, and the heroine's career line is just interspersed as a side line. So it is very different from the strong heroine novel. I like to tell the story in a leisurely manner, and pay more attention to the bits and pieces of the hero and heroine's getting along with each other. So if you feel that the pace is too slow or something, please read it patiently. The content later will not disappoint you. Thank you for your support. Pen refill
　　
　
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