Very good with rice...
Then go ahead and eat. Why do you keep watching others eat? She almost choked from watching them.
"Eat more. You're too thin." Xu Tingbai said as he put two pieces of meat in her bowl and finally started eating.
Lin Qingle muttered: "You are the thin one..."
Xu Tingbai's ears were bright, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Am I very thin?"
Lin Qingle glanced at him. The clothes he wore made him look naturally thin, but in fact, they were just right for him. With his figure, he looked particularly good in a suit and shirt.
As for what's inside...how would she know now
"I used to be very thin," she added softly.
Xu Tingbai: "Before?"
Lin Qingle recalled and said, "Isn't it... I applied medicine to you. I saw it."
She was speaking the truth seriously.
Xu Tingbai was slightly stunned, then laughed: "The time when he took off my clothes while I was unconscious?"
Lin Qingle's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and he raised his eyes in panic: "I did this for your injury, not because you were unconscious... You made it sound like I did something bad."
Xu Tingbai: "Oh, yes, you are doing this for my own good."
Lin Qingle hummed softly.
Xu Tingbai took a bite of the food and said slowly, "But that was when I was a kid. It's different now."
"What?"
"I mean body."
"… "
Lin Qingle almost choked to death during the meal. Just as he was about to finish, Manager Huang from the Marketing Department, who had been on a business trip with him before, came to the office to look for Xu Tingbai.
When Manager Huang saw the two of them eating together, his expression froze for a moment, but as a seasoned professional, he didn't show any signs of abnormality: "...Mr. Xu, how about I wait for you outside for a while? I'll come after you guys finish eating?"
"No, no, I'm done." Lin Qingle immediately put down his chopsticks, picked up his food, and explained, "I was just discussing planning with Mr. Xu, and it happened to be time for dinner, so we had dinner together. If you have anything important to discuss, go ahead and talk. I'm leaving first."
Lin Qingle left in a hurry. When Xu Tingbai saw her leave the office, he also put down his chopsticks.
Explained quickly...
Manager Huang from the Marketing Department: "Mr. Xu, I am now..."
Xu Tingbai: "Sit down."
"Oh, okay."
When Lin Qingle hurriedly left the office and headed for the elevator, Jason chased after him: "Manager Lin!"
"ah?"
Jason: “You didn’t take this.”
Lin Qingle looked at the dessert box in his hand: "This... is not mine."
"I bought this cake when I was preparing lunch. Mr. Xu said it's a dessert after dinner. I saw you guys were having dinner so I put it in the refrigerator outside." Jason said, "You can take it downstairs and eat it now."
Lin Qingle: “…Thank you.”
It was lunch time now. After Lin Qingle put everything back at his workstation, he carried the cake to the company's leisure area.
This place is specially used for employees to relax and rest. Lin Qingle sat by the window and opened the cake.
She smelled the scent the moment she opened the lid; it was vanilla.
—
A week later, Lin Qingle didn't see Xu Tingbai again. He heard from his colleagues occasionally that he was on a business trip.
Although he was not there, Lin Qingle still sent the planning materials to him remotely for his confirmation.
Xu Tingbai is not able to reply in time, sometimes it is already early in the morning before he replies.
Lin Qingle knew that Xu Tingbai was very capable at work, but no matter how capable a person was, it would be very difficult for him to take over such a large company. Moreover, it had just entered the country not long ago, and there were many things that needed to be handled and contacted.
She had also been on a business trip with Xu Tingbai before, and after the last time, she felt that it was even more difficult. She didn't know how much he would drink at the table when he went out to discuss cooperation with others this time...
Before we know it, the weekend is almost here.
On Friday, Lin Qingle met with the agent of the confirmed spokesperson.
I met with the other party's agent in a coffee shop, and after chatting about some basic things, we decided on a time for the two parties to meet to discuss specific matters.
It was around three in the afternoon when Lin Qingle left the coffee shop and returned to the company, preparing to review the promotion plan again and then hand it directly to Xu Tingbai.
She knew that Xu Tingbai had returned from a business trip today because she had confirmed the time with Jason and made an appointment.
But when she asked Jason again after preparing the information, Jason said that Xu Tingbai was no longer in the company.
"Do you have any urgent business?" Lin Qingle asked on the phone.
Jason: "No, he was on a business trip these days. After returning, Mr. Xu felt a little uncomfortable, so he went home two hours ago."
"What's wrong with him?"
Jason: "Well... I just drank a lot these past few days, so..."
Lin Qingle frowned.
Jason: "But Mr. Xu said that the planning case is important, you can go directly to his house to find him."
Lin Qingle: "He's still working even though he's like this?"
"Mr. Xu has always been like this. Work comes first. I can't say anything." Jason said, "Manager Lin, I'll give you the address and door code."
"… All right."
Lin Qingle actually knew where Xu Tingbai's home was. After leaving the company, she took a taxi directly to the community she had visited before.
After entering the building, the property management helped her paint the rooftop and sent her upstairs with a smile.
There is only one household on each floor, and the top floor is superior to other floors because it has a duplex design. After getting out of the elevator, Lin Qingle couldn't help but look around...
After walking through the long corridor, she finally stopped at the door, opened it and went in according to the code given by her assistant.
After entering the door, she did not dare to rush in. She stood at the entrance and sent a WeChat message to Xu Tingbai to let him know that she had arrived.
"Why don't you just come in." A minute later, Xu Tingbai came out. He opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of new slippers for her.
"Put it on."
Lin Qingle had been looking at him since he appeared. He was still wearing clothes that he would wear outside, so he probably hadn't had time to change them after returning from the company. His hair was the same, as always, meticulously done.
He was still in working order, but his complexion was much worse than usual.
"Didn't you rest after you came back? You don't look well." Lin Qingle asked after changing into slippers.
"I slept on the sofa for a while."
He went to bed without changing his clothes. I guess he must be very tired...
Lin Qingle regretted it a little: "In fact, we don't have to review the plan today, otherwise you can take a rest first, I will come over tomorrow."
"Tomorrow is Saturday. Can I still let you work overtime?" Xu Tingbai looked back at her and smiled lightly.
Lin Qingle: "…It doesn't matter."
"It's okay. Please sit down. There's no need to wait until tomorrow." Xu Tingbai asked, "Can I get you a glass of juice?"
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Lin Qingle: "Ah? Whatever..."
Xu Tingbai went to the kitchen to get something to drink. When he came out, he saw Lin Qingle still standing there: "Why are you in a daze? Didn't I tell you to sit down?"
Lin Qingle raised his eyes to look at him: "Are you okay? Your assistant said that you haven't been feeling well these past two days. Maybe you drank too much."
"good."
"How can it be okay? Look at yourself." Lin Qingle frowned and his tone became bad. "Can you not drink so much? Do you have to drink like that in those parties? Health is obviously more important than work."
Xu Tingbai was a little stunned.
Because he had never heard her speak in such a tone since they met again. This tone was familiar to him in the past, caring, but with a little complaint...
"Xu Tingbai? Did you listen to me?"
Xu Tingbai came back to his senses and lowered his eyes slightly: "Yes, I heard it."
"Then don't do that next time."
"It's just that I occasionally meet partners who like to drink. I will drink less in the future."
Lin Qingle looked at him twice to make sure that he was sincere in his promise, then he sat down on the sofa and put down the plan.
Xu Tingbai followed her and sat down next to her: "Have you met with the spokesperson?"
"I met him two days ago, and today I made an appointment with his agent. We plan to discuss the specific terms at the next meeting."
"Well, if you have anything else to say, tell me now."
Lin Qingle had no choice but to open the plan. She didn't want to delay Xu Tingbai for too long, so she quickly and concisely explained the few issues he had asked her to revise last time.
After she finished speaking, she looked at Xu Tingbai again, wanting to ask him if he had any questions, but she saw him leaning on the sofa with a slightly frown on his face.
"Unsatisfied?" she asked.
"No." Xu Tingbai took the phone over, "Wait a moment, I'll order takeout."
"What?"
Xu Tingbai: "I'll eat something."
Lin Qingle: "What did you eat for lunch?"
"I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, so I didn't eat lunch."
"Then don't order anything random now. It's best to drink some light porridge at this time." Lin Qingle was a little anxious. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Do you have rice at home?"
Xu Tingbai nodded.
"Then just wait, it will be ready soon." Lin Qingle immediately put down the plan, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
—
It was only after Lin Qingle washed the rice and started to put it into the pot that he realized that he was too anxious.
The panic made her a little dazed, because she seemed to see herself as a child.
But then she thought... He was already feeling so unwell, so it wouldn't be a big deal if she cooked him some porridge. She would have done the same if Yu Tingting or Dong Xiaoni were sick.
"There's some ice cream at home, would you like some?" He walked in and stood behind her.
Lin Qingle was still covering the pot, and when he heard what he said, he immediately turned around and said, "You are not allowed to eat ice cream!"
Xu Tingbai said innocently: "I don't want to eat it, I'm just asking if you want to eat it."
Lin Qingle was stunned for a moment: "I... I want to eat and get it myself."
"Okay, that's fine."
"Then go out. It will take a while to cook the porridge. You can go wash up and change your clothes. You will feel more comfortable."
Xu Tingbai nodded, but he didn't leave, he even came closer.
"Plain porridge? Then add more sugar."
He was standing behind her, and when he spoke, she felt that she could feel the vibration of his chest... The kitchen was obviously very large, but when he suddenly walked so close to her, she felt the space was unusually cramped.
If she backed up a little she would have bumped into him.
"It's not good to put sugar in it." She moved forward a little bit calmly.
"Plain porridge won't taste good without sugar." Xu Tingbai thought for a moment, "Then how about adding a little bit?"
His voice was a little low, perhaps because he was sick, and a little hoarse. He leaned so close, spoke so softly, and even had a hint of pleading in his voice, and Lin Qingle's ears couldn't help but go numb.
So he couldn't help himself and agreed without any principle: "... Then I'll put a little in, just a little."
Xu Tingbai lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, a smile hidden in his indifferent eyes.
He didn't hold back, raised his hand and gently rubbed her head: "Okay, thank you."