sovbooks Chapter 426 I'll feed you?
Chapter 426 I'll feed you?
Rong Shu looked at the bag she was carrying and said, "It's for Meimei."
Sheng Tingchen lowered his eyes, opened the cake box, picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and tasted the rich chocolate milk flavor mixed with blueberry jam. It was sweet but not cloying. He commented, "The presentation is a bit lacking, but the taste is alright. Go sit down for a while."
Rong Shu turned around and sat back down on the sofa.
Sheng Tingchen finished the cake spoonful by spoonful, then looked at the woman sitting on the sofa, flipping through the financial magazines on the coffee table. The breeze blowing in through the open window gently ruffled the woman's hair, her eyes focused.
He looked away and continued working.
The office was quiet except for the sound of the man clicking the mouse, during which he received two work-related phone calls.
Rong Shu looked up at the man. His cold profile and calm tone exuded an air of authority. Looking at the pile of documents beside him, it was clear that he really had a lot of work to do.
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Tingchen spun his chair back to his original seat and looked up at the woman staring at him. Their eyes met for a moment, and Rong Shu's pupils dilated involuntarily. He asked, "What's wrong?"
Rong Shu snapped out of her daze and said, "It's nothing."
Sheng Tingchen looked at her.
Rong Shu felt inexplicably uncomfortable being stared at by him in such a quiet atmosphere. She lowered her eyes and picked up the magazine in her hand to continue flipping through it.
Sheng Tingchen continued with his work.
Around that time.
Zhou Mu brought up dinner, while Sheng Tingchen was in the bathroom.
Upon seeing Rong Shu, he made no attempt to greet her, as if she didn't exist, and simply took the food out of the insulated bags and placed it on the table.
Rong Shu looked at Zhou Mu. How could she not sense Zhou Mu's dissatisfaction with her? She didn't want to take it to heart, but then she heard Zhou Mu say, "Miss Rong seems to be in good spirits."
Rong Shu raised her eyes, looked at Zhou Mu, and said in a cold voice, "Assistant Zhou, please speak your mind."
Zhou Mu's voice was undisguisedly sarcastic as he said, "Because of Miss Rong's illness, President Sheng paid a heavy price. Miss Rong has indeed sought justice for Madam Fan. One has to praise you, Miss Rong, for being such a kind and good person."
Upon hearing this...
Rong Shu frowned, her heart sinking. She still wanted to ask something.
After Zhou Mu finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the office, not intending to talk to Rong Shu any longer.
At this time.
The bathroom door opened, and Zhou Mu bowed respectfully as Sheng Tingchen came out, saying, "Mr. Sheng, dinner is ready."
Sheng Tingchen nodded slightly. The bathroom door was soundproof enough, and Zhou Mu's voice wasn't loud when they were talking, so Sheng Tingchen didn't hear their conversation.
Zhou Mu left the office.
Sheng Tingchen sat on the sofa, while Rong Shu had already composed herself.
Let's eat!
Sheng Tingchen handed the chopsticks to her.
Rong Shu reached out and took it, asking, "When are we going to pick up Meimei?"
Sheng Tingchen, "Around eight o'clock."
Rong Shu then did not ask any further questions.
The two ate their dinner quietly.
Inside the office, the only sound was the soft clinking of cutlery.
"What are you thinking about?"
Sheng Tingchen suddenly spoke up and asked.
Rong Shu looked up at the man in front of her, her mind racing. Thinking of the foreign exchange report she had just read in the magazine, she said, "The continued increase in gold ETF holdings indicates that investment is now more inclined towards risk aversion."
Sheng Tingchen looked at her, put a dish in her bowl, and said, "You still have the mind to care about other things? You should take care of yourself first."
Rong Shu looked at the beef tenderloin in her bowl and said, "It's not like there's nothing you can't do." She ate the beef tenderloin and then ate a bite of rice.
She feels fine now and has already considered returning to work, but her parents will definitely not agree and will make her rest first.
Sheng Tingchen said, "We'll talk about work later."
Rong Shu didn't say anything more.
After eating.
Someone came in to clear away the dishes.
Sheng Tingchen glanced at the bag on the sofa, saw the packaged Chinese medicine inside, and said, "Have someone warm it up."
Rong Shu looked at the Chinese medicine in the bag, and the thought of its taste made her heart churn. She had already taken it in the morning and at noon, so skipping one dose shouldn't be a big deal. "I won't take it tonight, I'll take it tomorrow."
Sheng Tingchen looked at her with deep eyes, "You don't need to follow the doctor's orders when taking your medicine?"
Rong Shu looked up and stared at him.
Sheng Tingchen reached into the bag and took out a packet of medicine, asking someone to heat it up. Rong Shu looked at it, lowered her eyes, and pursed her lips, wanting to say something but still saying nothing.
Seeing her helpless expression, Sheng Tingchen's lips curled into a faint smile as he asked, "You really don't want to drink?"
Rong Shu asked, "You've never taken Chinese medicine before?"
Sheng Tingchen: "Good medicine tastes bitter, but you still have to drink it."
soon.
The assistant brought back the warm Chinese medicine, which was still a little hot.
Rong Shu first took out two candies from the bag to prepare.
Sheng Tingchen watched her movements.
Once the medicine had cooled down enough, she carried it toward the bathroom.
Sheng Tingchen watched her actions. "Take it and throw it away?"
Rong Shu stopped and looked at him. "I'm not going to throw it away." She was trying to prevent herself from vomiting because she couldn't swallow the medicine and couldn't control the urge to vomit.
She went to the restroom.
The smell of Chinese medicine made her feel terrible. Standing in front of the sink, she really had the urge to pour the medicine down her throat. After mentally preparing herself, she picked up the bowl, closed her eyes tightly, and the bitter taste filled her mouth. She wanted to gulp it down, but she just couldn't. Halfway through, she couldn't help but gag and vomited. She quickly turned on the tap to rinse her mouth.
He clutched his chest, coughing uncontrollably, his face flushed red from drinking.
"You drank half and vomited the other half."
A man's voice suddenly came from behind her, startling Rong Shu, who turned around to look at the man behind her.
Sheng Tingchen stepped forward, looked at the half-eaten bowl of Chinese medicine, and said, "Is it really that bad?"
I couldn't help but think of Meimei. When she was sick, she would cry and fuss, refusing to drink the Chinese medicine. Even if she did drink it, she would vomit it out. She just wouldn't drink it no matter what.
Rong Shu said, "I'll finish it myself. You go and do your thing, don't worry about me."
Sheng Tingchen said, "I'll watch you drink."
Rong Shu stared at him, stunned.
Seeing that she didn't move, the man said, "Want me to feed you?"
Rong Shu snapped out of her daze and said, "Why are you watching me drink?"
Sheng Tingchen, "If you don't drink it soon, the medicine will get cold!"
Judging from his posture, it was as if he thought he was going to throw the medicine away, and actually he really did want to.
Rong Shu sighed, reached out and picked up the bowl again, looking at the swaying liquid, thinking that she should try to drink it all in one gulp, rather than drinking it sip by sip, which would be more painful.
But she overestimated herself. There was still a small portion left, and it contained some dregs of the medicine, which was the part she found most unbearable. She was about to throw it away.
The man reached out and took it.
Rong Shu's hand was suddenly empty, and she turned to look at the man.
Then, before she could even react...
The back of her head was held, and a bitter taste that made her even more resistant was poured into her lips.