Life With You

Song Xi opened the door and entered. The office was too big. She walked a few dozen steps before seeing people. George Sheng sat behind the black desk, looking down at the documents.

When she walked to the table, she silently opened the backpack and took out the thermos cup, a crystal bowl not too small.

Putting things down, Song Xi pulled up the chain and was ready to go. George Sheng finally raised his head and looked at her and said, "Unhappy?"

Song Xi's face was calm, "No."

He asked: "Why don't you speak?"

Song Xi replied, "I'm afraid to interrupt your work."

George Sheng looked at her exquisite and bright face, and immediately dropped his eyes, dropped on the thermos cup, reached for it, unscrewed the lid, and found that it was not red date soup.

"What is this?" he asked.

Song Xi said, "Yam and lotus seed soup."

George Sheng said, "I don't take medicine."

Song Xi said, "Yam is not medicine."

He glanced at her, Song Xi looked serious, "Yam can be used for medicinal purposes, but it is mainly an edible vegetable, and lotus seeds are used to clear heat and remove fire, nourish and nourish deficiency."

She just added, I really won't poison you to death, although she did have such thoughts just now on the way in.

"Try it, I put rock candy, it's sweet, not bitter."

Every time he took the medicine, Song Xi didn't let it go. George Sheng sat in the large leather chair with a defensive look, and drank a little tentatively.

She stared at his expression, "How?"

George Sheng didn't answer. He raised his glass slightly, and responded with actual actions.

Song Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly rejoiced. Fortunately, she didn't study pediatrics. If she became a pediatrician, her patience would be pulverized.

Strike while the iron is hot, she tore the plastic wrap on the crystal bowl, handed the bowl over, "eat some fruit."

George Sheng took a look. Today's fruit is also different from yesterday, with mulberries, oranges, and lotus seeds peeled.

Song Xi said: "If you can't finish eating the oranges, you can put them aside, smell them, and you will feel better."

George Sheng said: "Who said I was in a bad mood?"

Song Xi's lips twitched, and she smiled so beautifully, "Then I wish you a better mood."

She wanted to drive, so she didn't get angry with him, no matter what he said in the future, she would follow it, anyway he liked it.

Sure enough, George Sheng, the smooth donkey, was immediately smoothed out, and there was nothing else.

The thermos was not too big, and it was full of soup. George Sheng finished a few mouthfuls and was picking up oranges to eat. Song Xi's phone rang, and it was Han Chunmeng calling.

Song Xi looked at George Sheng, "Then you are busy, I will leave first."

George Sheng's complexion was faint, without raising his eyes, he said to himself: "Take the things on the table over there."

Song Xi was a little surprised. He turned to look. On the coffee table not far away, there was a twelve-inch pastry box. George Sheng said, "I don't like it, you take it."

Song Xi blinked, and subconsciously replied, "No, I have to go out to eat later."

George Sheng raised his eyelids and said in a constant tone: "Then'trouble', take it out and throw it away."

The two looked at each other, and Song Xi knew that he had said the wrong thing almost instantly.

He wanted to give it to her, how could she go against it?

With a grin on her lips, Song Xi said with bright eyes: "It's a pity to throw it away. Give it to me. In the evening, we will go to the movies after dinner. It can be dessert."

After that, she obediently turned around and walked to the coffee table, picked up the box, and greeted George Sheng again, "I'm leaving, you need to eat more fruit."

George Sheng had bowed his head and ignored him as usual.

Coming out of George Sheng's office, Song Xi took the elevator downstairs. Several high assistants upstairs saw her in and out. After waiting for people to leave, they gathered together and whispered gossip.

"Who?"

"The boss said it was a delivery."

"Nervous, where do you see her like a takeaway?"

"Of course I know that she is not delivering food, I mean it's her own!"

The other raised his eyelids and wondered: "I watched it, and I went in for three minutes and fifty-two seconds. It was too late to take off my clothes..."

The other few immediately stared, as if you dare to say bad things about the boss and you are dead, the male assistant was so scared that he hurriedly changed his words and said: "The boss said that it’s the one who delivers the food. The boss orders the food and the food. Naturally not ordinary people, what do you all think about? Lost."

People who can sit in this position are the essence of the human, referred to as human essence. Several people all found out that when Song Xi came there was something in the bag, but it was not so loud. When he left, the bag was obviously bigger.

I haven't seen any food delivery company. They don't come and go empty-handed. They are more ‘richer’ than they came. Among them, only one of George Sheng’s guesses, because he ordered the dim sum. Of course, George Sheng ordered it.

At that time, he was still wondering, the boss was so good at ordering what kind of snacks, this ‘delivery delivery’ came, sure enough.

Song Xi came out from the gate of Haiwei Group with the bag and went straight to the parking place. She didn't see another car behind her slowly driving to the gate and stopped. It was a yuanbao.

Yuan Bao was a little surprised when he saw Song Xi, secretly asking why she came?

All the way upstairs, he didn't need to say hello when he entered George Sheng's office. He basically knocked on the door twice and walked in, saying: "I just saw Song Xi downstairs, is she coming to you?"

He was a very casual sentence, but after approaching him, he discovered that a thermos cup and fruit bowl appeared on the desk of a straight man.

Yes, it is not a fruit plate, but a fruit bowl.

The most powerful thing about Yuan Bao is that his mind is very careful. He had eaten at Cuicheng Mountain and saw this kind of crystal bowl there. No need to ask, it must have been sent by Song Xi.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but aroused, Yuan Bao chuckled lightly and said, "What's the matter, please?"

George Sheng didn't lift his eyelids, and his voice remained as usual: "She is helping me with insomnia."

Yuan Bao picked up his eyes again when he heard it, glanced at a few things in the bowl, and said suspiciously: "Mulberries and lotus seeds can cure insomnia. I don't know. You always like to eat oranges, and I haven't seen you sleep well. Where to go."

George Sheng didn't bother to care about him, Yuan Bao reached out his hand to pick up the orange, peeled the flesh out, and wanted to throw it away.

George Sheng raised his eyes, "Leather stayed behind."

With a few oranges in his mouth, Yuan Bao turned his head and said, "Do you want to eat the skin?"

George Sheng couldn't help but gave him a sideways look. Yuan Bao smiled and passed the peel, swallowing what was in his mouth, and said, "You can trust her?"

George Sheng looked down at the file and spoke after a few seconds, his tone of anger and irritation: "For her dad, she must treat me well."

Yuan Bao smiled but not smiled: "It has become a prostitute."

George Sheng said nothing, Yuan Bao continued: "I heard you call her Xi'er before. From now on, you will be renamed Huang Shiren."

George Sheng raised his eyes to look at him: "Is the orange salted? You are so free today."

Yuan Bao said with a smile: "Oranges are very sweet, after all, they have a heart."