Mo Xiaoguo frowned, hesitated, and said, "Work is endless, and the body is my own."
What she said made him raise his gaze and gave her a heavy look.
Knowing that I said this, some overstepped. Mo Xiaoguo groaned, and added another sentence: "Secretary Song has made an appointment with the hospital, just waiting for you to go."
With furrowed eyebrows, Mu Beicheng suddenly coughed, somewhat violently.
Frowning and watching, Mo Xiaoguo hurriedly pushed the glass of boiling water over, "You moisturize your throat first. It's a bit hot, be careful."
Seeing her holding the water cup with tight fingers, Mu Beicheng silently took the water and took a tentative sip. The cough eased slightly, but he remained unmoved, "Go out and ask Chen Qian to come in."
"Mr. Mu, you are not a three-year-old kid, how can you not take your own body seriously?" Mo Xiaoguo was a little angry, clenching her eyebrows, and staring at him with her clear eyes. Let Secretary Song and President Yun worry. Secretary Chen is a pregnant woman. If she stays with you every day, she is easily infected, which will affect the fetus. Besides, if you are really sick, won't the case be delayed longer? ?"
I don't know where the temper came from, so I said so much in one mouth. Mu Beicheng's gaze swept over, and she just stared at him with a sullen face.
"Long-winded!" He uttered two words from his lips, and simply flipped out his phone. He didn't bother to look at her again. He only ordered on the phone: "Send in the itinerary. The meeting will be postponed temporarily."
After breaking the phone, Chen Qian opened the door and hurried in. Secretly gave Mo Xiaoguo a wink, as if complimenting her for finally persuading Mu Beicheng.
Mo Xiaoguo was also relieved and bowed slightly, "Then I will go out first."
"Wait." Taking the itinerary from Chen Qian's hand, Mu Beicheng quietly stopped her. She turned around hesitantly and saw Mu Beicheng flipping the schedule at will, without raising her head, "You will follow the schedule with Zuo in the evening."
"Me?" Mo Xiaoguo compared himself with uncertainty. Although he was transferred to Mu Beicheng for a few weeks, he has always been studying with Chen Qian. Chen Qian is still taking care of some important matters herself.
"Is there any problem?" Mu Beicheng raised his eyebrows.
"No. I'm just worried that I'm not doing well enough." Mo Xiaoguo told the truth.
Mu Beicheng snorted, his eyes faintly cool, "Who was full of confidence when I first entered IG?"
"..." Mo Xiaoguo bit her lip, nothing to refute. What she wanted to do was not a secretary, but finance! The nature of work is very different.
Chen Qian interjected with a smile, "It's good for Xiaoguo. Someone always has to take over all my work. But..."
She paused, "Should I accompany you to the hospital first? The appointment time is almost the same."
"You don't need to accompany you, the pregnant woman just stay in the company." Mu Beicheng put down the schedule, stood up, and casually compared Bimo Xiaoguo with his jaw, "You follow!"
Indeed as she said. If you don’t think about yourself, you have to think about people around you. Chen Qian is a special period.
…
Accompanying the leader to see a doctor can be regarded as one of the secretary's accusations. Mo Xiaoguo remembered the client he was going to see at night, so he put up his mobile phone and network card.
Following Mu Beicheng to the underground parking lot, he suddenly turned his face and asked, "Can you drive?"
"Yeah. Yes." She nodded immediately.
"Sure it's not a road killer?"
"No, Lu Feng often takes me on the road. He also said that I drove well."
Mu Beicheng pursed his lips, did not speak any more, and silently threw the key into her hand. He opened the door of the co-pilot and went in and sat down.
Looking at his cold side face, Mo Xiaoguo hurriedly sat in the driver's seat.
The Hummer's car is too tall and too big, and it seems a bit difficult for girls to drive. She had to concentrate all her energy on the steering wheel.
At a red light, she stepped on the brake to catch her breath. Looking sideways, he saw that he had put down the chair and fell asleep.
He seemed to be asleep, and his eyebrows were still frowning. Probably because of nasal congestion, heavy breathing. Even if he was a little away from him, Mo Xiaoguo could almost feel his breathing hot.
After hesitating, he couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.
The hot heat shocked her.
day!
It has been so badly burned, how can he stand it, and have held meetings for most of the day
What a wayward person!
Mo Xiaoguo stared at him, and before he could withdraw his hand, the phone rang suddenly.
In such an atmosphere, it seems particularly abrupt.
He was obviously quarreled, and he frowned uncomfortably.
Woke up
Shocked, Mo Xiaoguo immediately withdrew his hand.
He just opened his eyes, and his wistful eyes swept towards her. She felt guilty inexplicably, and she retracted her hand to hold the steering wheel, her palm seemed to have his heat remaining, and it was so hot that she was shocked.
"Your phone is ringing." She reminded her calmly.
"Help me listen." He was too lazy to move, and closed his eyes again. When I was in the meeting, I was bracing myself, but now I really don't want to get up.
Mo Xiaoguo glanced around, and saw that he had placed the phone in his trouser pocket. Looking down, she quickly turned away shamelessly, only coughing, "Take it to me."
"..." He ignored her again, put one arm behind his head, and closed his eyes again.
She could only froze there awkwardly, praying that the call would stop quickly. But the sound was broken and loud, broken and loud, over and over again.
The lights at this corner have been waiting for a long time.
I'm afraid that there is business that will delay him. Mo Xiaoguo bit her lip and could only bite her scalp to take it. After hesitating, he put his hand in his pocket.
The fabric is not too thick.
Her slender fingers got in, and the hot temperature surged like an electric current. Tighten her whole body.
I can also clearly feel that under my fingertips...
His whole person also followed tightly. The muscles in the legs became stronger and stronger.
A touch of red clouds flew on her little face. Breathing tightly, she only dared to lower her head, not daring to look back at him.
He didn't even dare to fall his gaze on his lap, using only a few fingers to fumble around in his pocket.
"... Don't touch it!" With a muffled snort, Mu Beicheng woke up most of his sleepiness, and reached out to hold her hand.
Tell her to get her cellphone, she's fine, it's like flirting! Let her touch it again, I really don't know where she will touch it indiscriminately.
"I... No." She explained shame and embarrassment, and her ears were red after the explanation. The phone didn't care about it, as if it had been burned, he quickly retracted his hand.
"Listen to yourself." She said nonsense, just as the red light stopped, she quickly put down the brakes and started the car.
Looking at her side face, Mu Beicheng did not sit up straight, but took out the phone by himself.
Seeing the tirelessly flashing names on the screen, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and after pressing the answer button, he stuck the phone directly to Mo Xiaoguo's ear.
Her heart was still floating in the panic just now, and a cold in her ears now shocked her, and she turned her eyes to look at him.
Mu Beicheng didn't explain either, just motioned her to take the phone with his eyes, and the other hand had already helped her stabilize the steering wheel.
With doubts, she obediently held the phone in her hand. He was stabilizing the steering wheel, and he would inevitably lean over a little bit. The two people got too close, making her a little bewildered.
It wasn't until a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone that she suddenly became sober.
"Nan, why don't you speak?"
Lu Ying
She stared at Mu Beicheng with a stare, and spoke with her lips.
Miss Lu! How can I answer her phone
While driving, Mu Beicheng glanced over. Lower your voice and come closer, "What is your guilty conscience? It is one of your duties to listen to calls I don't want to listen to for me!"
Isn't it
Since they don't have much, just the relationship between the boss and the subordinates is innocent, where does this guilty conscience come from
Biting her lip, Mo Xiaoguo groaned, and finally said, "Sister, I am Xiaoguo."
With one word, the other side suddenly calmed down.
Such an atmosphere made Mo Xiaoguo feel even more guilty. Especially, at this moment, she is so close to Mu Beicheng, which is a little ambiguous.
"Why are you? Is Beicheng not there?" Lu Ying said again, still gentle, with a smile in her tone.
"Yes..." Mo Xiaoguo is not good at lying, a little nervous, "Mr. Mu is resting, so... it's not convenient to listen to the phone for the time being."
"Really?" Lu Ying paused, seemingly thoughtful. After a while, she continued to speak in a calm voice, "Then, when he wakes up, please help me tell him that I have booked a restaurant tonight and wait for him to have dinner together."
Mo Xiaoguo glanced at Mu Beicheng quietly, remembering the afternoon's itinerary, and hurriedly said: "However, President Mu has other arrangements for the evening to see a client."
"See you where?"
"At the Tianyu Club." She answered obediently.
Mu Beicheng's gaze glared over, obviously dissatisfied. She didn't care, just listened to Lu Ying continuing: "You will follow tonight?"
"um, yes."
"Why not Chen Qian?"
Lu Ying's question became harder and harder, and it sounded like a questioning.
Mo Xiaoguo could faintly feel her fear of herself, and hurriedly explained: "Secretary Chen is a pregnant woman, so it is not convenient to come out."
After a pause, Lu Ying replied faintly for a while: "Okay, I see. When Beicheng wakes up, tell him I called."
"Well, definitely." Mo Xiaoguo nodded.
After hanging up the phone, she sighed and handed the phone back.
Mu Beicheng has loosened the steering wheel and returned the dominant power to her. The gaze still fell on her, "Chen Qian hasn't taught you, can't you disclose my whereabouts to outsiders without authorization?"
"Teached." Nodding, Mo Xiaoguo added another sentence gently: "However, Miss Lu is Mr. Mu's fiancée, not an outsider."
The word'fiancee', she deliberately bite it harder. In my heart, there was an inexplicable astringency.
Listening to her, Mu Beicheng looked at her with a more complicated and unpredictable sight, snorted coolly, closed his eyes and ignored her again.
A hospital in the city.
"It's burning to 39 degrees! Why are you here now?" It was Dr. Chen who was seeing Mu Beicheng. He glanced at the thermometer and immediately grumbled: "Mu Shao, what's your secretary doing? Chen Qian's little girl Well, if you don’t do a good job, how can you change your body to this way? Master, you know, don’t you feel bad?"
Mo Xiaoguo stood aside and lowered his head, and couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Is the situation terrible?"
"Of course it's bad. You can try to burn 39 degrees to see if you can stand it?"
Dr. Chen choked her with a word. She felt wronged and couldn't refute her. Mu Beicheng glanced at her and said faintly: "I don't blame her, I'm doing business. You know, my temper is screwed up, and few people can persuade me."
Dr. Chen could hear that he intended to protect her, so he didn't say more. Mo Xiaoguo glanced at him gratefully.
"Go to the hospital bed and lie down for a while, I will decoct a pair of Chinese medicine for you, and make it up." Dr. Chen explained to the patient.
After checking the time, Mu Beicheng said: "It's too late. Would you like to prescribe some anti-fever medicine?"