Shao Qing's heart tightened, and she pretended to groan in pain.

Ji Zisheng lifted the quilt covered on her hand and put his palm on her forehead.

Since she was a child, only Mrs. Shao had done this to her.

When she was a child, her classmates said that she was the happiest when she was ill, because her parents would buy whatever she wanted to eat. No matter how fierce her parents were, they could become gentle.

However, Shao Qing had never thought that. She would be blamed by her mother when she was sick.

"Can't you take good care of yourself?"

"How old are you? Are you still catching a cold."

She didn't feel sad because her mother was right.

Not only did she have to spend money to buy medicine when she was ill, but she also delayed working to make money.

The poor were not qualified to get sick.

Gradually, no matter how uncomfortable she felt, she would pretend that nothing had happened. At night, she would cover herself with the quilt from head to toe and sweat a lot, which would make her feel much more comfortable.

"I don't have a fever." Shao Qing took away the warm and wide hand of Ji Zisheng.

Ji Zisheng took the opportunity to hold her hand as if he wanted to confirm the temperature again, "Why do you have a stomachache? Is it your period?"

His tone was extremely natural, as if he was indeed facing a lover who had been in love for many years.

"... No." Shao Qing turned her head away from him.

Ji Zisheng knew women quite well.

This kind of man's gentleness could easily make people lose their sense of direction. Once they fell in love with him, they would never turn back.

"Have a good rest. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Ji Zisheng went out without saying anything more, probably because he had noticed that Shao Qing was indifferent.

Shao Qing covered her head with the quilt again and curled up to hug herself.

A nightmare.

Shao Qing woke up early with sweat all over her face. She was indeed much more relaxed.

She got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, only to find that her clothes had been washed and dried.

She changed her clothes and went to the dining room, only to see a kind-looking woman placing plates on the table.

Ji Zisheng sat in a chair and played his phone.

Hearing the noise, he raised his head and asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"

Shao Qing looked in the direction of the woman and nodded absent-mindedly, "Yes, I'm much better."

"You're quite stubborn." Ji Zisheng put down his phone and pointed at the woman, "This is Mrs. Zhang. She comes here every morning to prepare breakfast and clean the room."

Mrs. Zhang immediately stopped what she was doing and smiled at Shao Qing. "Hello, Miss Shao. If you have anything you want to eat or other requests, you can tell me in advance."

Shao Qing hurriedly waved her hand and said, "I don't have any requests. Mrs. Zhang, you don't have to take special care of me."

"That won't do. You're Second Master's fiancee. I'll call you Mrs in the future." As she spoke, Mrs. Zhang brought a bowl of black herbal soup to the table, "Second Master, drink this while it's hot."

Ji Zisheng immediately became as sullen as the bowl of soup. He looked up at Shao Qing without saying a word.

Shao Qing approached Mr. Ji and smelled it. She almost retched. Her eyes were full of disgust as she said, "What's wrong with you, Mr. Ji? Why are you taking such an unpleasant medicine?"

Ji Zisheng leaned back in his chair, raised his chin, and said, "Ask youself."

Shao Qing was puzzled and turned to look at Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang hemmed and hawed, "I don't know. It was the old man who asked me to boil medicine for Mr. Lee every day. He said it could nourish his body."

Shao Qing took a deep breath.

Because of her words, Mr. Ji was really worried about Ji Zisheng being infertile and forced him to drink this bitter medicine soup every day.

Embarrassed, she smiled and said, "Medicine is good for health. If you're sick, you can cure it. If you're not, it's good for your health."

Ji Zisheng put on a fake smile and pushed the bowl aside, " Mrs. Zhang, pour the medicine out. Don't boil it in the future. There's no need."

"But if the old man asks..." Mrs. Zhang looked embarrassed.

"Then let grandpa ask Mr. Shao." Ji Zisheng rubbed his lower lip with his index finger, and there was an ambiguous look in his eyes, "Manager Shao, you know best whether I can or not."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help blushing at her age.

She thought to herself, "Young people nowadays are really good at playing. They are so intimate, but they still call each other Mr. Ji and Manager Shao."

Shao Qing could only smile awkwardly.

Since she met Ji Zisheng, she seemed to have been shooting herself in the foot.

Every time she talked and did something recklessly, she would immediately be punished.

After breakfast, Ji Zisheng was still drinking coffee leisurely. Seeing that it was getting late and Shao Qing had no intention of leaving, he looked up and asked, "Don't you have to go to work today?"

"To work!" Shao Qing shivered and suddenly moved to the seat next to him, "I've checked on the Internet. Mr. Ji, you can pass by Yunyue Hotel on your way to the company. Can you give me a ride?"

She dawdled all the morning until Ji Zisheng finally asked.

Song Yong would never let her go so easily. She might be abducted as soon as she went out.

The best way was to follow Ji Zisheng. Once she arrived at the hotel, she would be safe.

Ji Zisheng sneered, "No one has ever bossed me around like this."

"I'm not ordering you around. I'm begging you!" Shao Qing looked pitiful. "Although you paid for my mother's hospital expenses, there are still a lot of places to spend money. I want to save the car fee."

Mrs. Zhang said while cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks, "It seems that it's still raining today. Miss Shao got caught in the rain yesterday and caught a cold. Be careful on your way to work today. If there's a car to send her off, she won't get wet again."

Hearing this, Shao Qing quickly coughed and said, "Ahem, Mrs. Zhang, you're right. I've been feeling uncomfortable in the rain yesterday. Maybe I caught a cold. Ahem!"

Ji Zisheng felt both angry and amused.

He stood up and pretended to be indifferent: "If you want to take a lift, hurry up and follow me."

Shao Qing nodded in surprise. She picked up her coat and followed Ji Zisheng. Before going out, she even made a heart-shaped gesture to Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang smiled with relief.

She had taken care of Ji Zisheng for a long time, just like taking care of her own child.

If this mischievous Miss Shao could cure Mr. Gordan's emotional trauma, she would be relieved.

Shao Qing knew nothing about Ji Zisheng's emotional trauma.

She just wanted to avoid Song Yong as much as possible.

She had avoided him on the way to work in the morning, but she was in a dilemma after work.

She sat at her desk and stared at the computer in a daze. The girl at the front desk suddenly came in and patted her. "Sister Qing, Jiang Ming resigned!"

"Resign? Where is he now?"

The little girl pointed in the direction of the back door "He just packed up and left. I guess he's in the parking lot now."

Shao Qing chased after him without hesitation.

In the large parking lot, she saw the tall and thin Jiang Ming at a glance. He opened the door and was about to enter.

"Jiang Ming!" Shao Qing shouted and ran over, "Why did you resign? Is it because of the rumor about you and me?"

"Don't think too much about it. I also wanted to go to another hotel to have a look." Jiang Ming shrugged easily, "I'll feel bored if I stay in one place for a long time."

"... I'm sorry." Shao Qing took out the bank card, "Give back this to you. I've already thought of a way."

Jiang Ming took the card and seemed a little disappointed, "Ji Zisheng did it, didn't he."

Shao Qing nodded. She felt as if there was a big stone pressing down on her heart, and she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak.

Seeing her frown, Jiang Ming hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you love him, Shao Qing?"

She was stunned and avoided his eyes, but she still replied with a Yes".

In order to play the role of Ji Zisheng's fiancee well, she had to love Ji Zisheng in front of outsiders.

But she didn't even know what "love" was.

"That's good. I wish you happiness." Jiang Ming wanted to pat her on the shoulder.

Shao Qing dodged it.

She promised Ji Zisheng that she would keep a distance from other men. At the same time, she didn't want Jiang Ming to get into trouble again.

Jiang Ming stopped his hand in mid-air and withdrew it after two seconds. He waved his hand with a smile and drove away.

As the sound of the engine gradually faded away, Shao Qing felt a surge of sadness in her heart.

She knew what Jiang Ming was thinking, but she had no way to respond.

Even if she was not engaged to Ji Zisheng and her mother was not hospitalized, she was not willing to open her heart to love someone.

Shao Qing stroked her hair irritably as she walked to the lobby. She wanted to go to the smoking room to smoke, but she saw a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

It was Song Yong.

He was looking around for something.