The weather was getting colder. Feng Ning entered the company wearing a camel-colored windbreaker and high heels. Many people greeted her along the way. Feng Ning nodded with a smile, his face was a little pale, but he looked much more energetic.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to have a good rest, but that there are too many things in the company, and she is really worried. Feng Yu has never spoken to her for this reason. Feng Ning sighed and sat in the seat and fiddled with his cell phone helplessly, but what he was thinking about was another thing.

She has been discharged from the hospital for a few days, and Cheng Yuan has never come to see her. An Lan said that he was in a coma for the days when he was unconscious. She accepted Cheng Yuan's love, and logically speaking, she should have come to thank him with a gift as soon as possible, but she has been delaying until today, because she is really confused.

She didn't know what attitude she was going to treat Cheng Yuan. After a long time of struggle, she decided to call him. The phone was quickly connected, but the opposite side did not speak, as if waiting for her to say. Feng Ning took a deep breath and said softly: "Cheng Yuan, are you in the company? Come to my office for a while. I have something to say to you."

It was too hasty to thank me on the phone. Feng Ning sorted out her appearance in front of the mirror, pulled the corner of her mouth to make a decent smile, but the smile was not enough to reach the bottom of her eyes, and she looked very stiff. She was indeed not suitable for acting, and she couldn't even pretend to be happy.

The wall clock hand on the wall was slowly moving, and the subtle sound magnified in her ears. Her heart swung with the shaking wind chime, and she became a little nervous inexplicably. What would she say in a while? For the first time, she found that her language expression skills were so lacking.

The knock on the door sounded, and Feng Ning's thoughts were also pulled back by the sound. She took a deep breath and tried her best to calm her voice: "Please come in."

Cheng Yuan was wearing a simple gray sportswear, with a straight figure and no hairstyle. His bangs were hanging randomly on his forehead, but he could still see his extraordinary temperament. He seemed to be running a little fast and his breathing was a bit large. He was wearing a black mask on his face, only a pair of bright eyes, with clear eyes, staring straight at Feng Ning.

She had a guess in her mind. Cheng Yuan looked like he had just come from home, and he was injured. Feng Ning had already approved his sick leave. She frowned and asked half-confidence: "Did you just come from home?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yuan paused for a while before nodding obediently, his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked a little pitiful. Even Feng Ning felt a little pity. It was hard for normal people to not be moved by this face, and she was no exception.

"You just told me directly that you were not in the company. You even came over here and I told you to have a good rest. Don't stand, sit down quickly."

Feng Ning stood up and made a cup of coffee for him. Seeing Cheng Yuan standing there for a long time before slowly sitting opposite him, she smiled relievedly, and quickly disappeared. She leaned over and put the coffee in front of him, and relieved her close-up as if she smelled the unique fragrance on Cheng Yuan's body, which was the smell that she had said before and asked him to link.

Cheng Yuan's condition is not very good today. She hasn't spoken a word since she came in. She pointed to the coffee and smiled faintly, with a gentle tone: "I don't know if you like it or not, I can make it casually, you'll drink it."

Cheng Yuan did not move and did not answer, but his eyes fell below. Feng Ning followed his eyes and slid all the way. He sat on the sofa opposite. There was no blockage between the two of them, so Feng Ning soon discovered that he was looking at his feet.

She moved a few unnaturally, not knowing what was wrong with her. Cheng Yuan's eyes were unconcealed. Just as she was about to be suppressed by the dull atmosphere, Cheng Yuan asked first and said, "How are your feet? I saw that they were seriously injured before. The doctor said it would be better to wear more flat shoes during her cultivation."

Ah? Feng Ning looked down at her shoes. The five-centimeter heel was not quite high in comparison, but her current identity is a person who has just recovered from a serious illness. It seems that it is not good to wear this way, but this is in the company, and she can't wear slippers when she receives customers.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yuan noticed this immediately. She fiddled with her hair awkwardly and pretended to be fine, "It's okay, I feel that it's almost done. I came to you today to say this. I have been resting before. My brother didn't let me handle the work and didn't give me a cell phone, so I couldn't thank you immediately. If it weren't for you, I might have died long ago. Cheng Yuan, you are my savior, and I sincerely express my gratitude to you."
Chapter completed!