In addition, when everyone saw him downstairs yesterday morning, his complexion was indeed not very good.
Everyone's guess is not unreasonable.
Nian Xiaomu took the tray and walked to the corner of the staff restaurant.
He found an empty seat and sat down.
After putting a mouthful of rice into his mouth, he kept wondering if Yu Yuehan was really sick.
He looked tall and big, and looked like he was in control of the whole world, but in fact, he was like a stubborn child in private, and he couldn't take care of himself better than her.
Also a bunch of little bugs.
For example, if you don't eat on time, you will forget to eat when you are busy with work.
For example, I don't like to take medicine for a cold, no matter how serious it is, I have to endure it, and I still yell that taking less medicine can improve immunity.
fart!
Before his immunity improves, he will die of illness!
Nian Xiaomu cursed in her heart, and took another mouthful of rice.
After two bites, I don't know the taste.
Although he scolded vigorously, he couldn't help but worry in his heart.
I don't know this point, has he eaten yet
And what about Xiao Liuliu
Xiao Liuliu woke up and didn't see her, did she obediently go to the kindergarten, or stayed at home with the sick Yu Yuehan
If Xiao Liuliu also stayed at home, then the father and daughter, one big and one small, are pitifully leaning against each other to keep each other warm...
It has to be said that a woman's imagination is amazing.
When she decides to think wildly, she can make up a new world by herself.
Still kind of pessimistic.
During the lunch, Nian Xiaomu didn't eat a few mouthfuls until the end, and she was full of thoughts that someone was sick, and it was so serious that she couldn't come to work in the company.
This kind of thing has never happened since she joined Yu's Group until now.
"Mr. Year, all the materials are ready. Will the regular meeting in the afternoon start at three o'clock as usual?" The secretary walked into her office holding the documents and asked.
Thinking of the sick Yu Yuehan, Nian Xiaomu hesitated, and said, "Come to two o'clock earlier, I have something to do today, and I want to get off work earlier in the afternoon."
"Okay." The secretary didn't ask much, took the document, and turned around to notify other colleagues.
In the manager's office, only Nian Xiaomu was left with her mobile phone in her hand. She wanted to call Yu Yuehan several times, but she didn't have the courage.
Finally, I called the assistant, but no one answered the assistant's phone.
After calling several times in a row, the assistant finally answered.
But there was constant noise on the phone, intermittently, as if in some place with poor signal.
Hearing that she was asking about Yu Yuehan's situation, the assistant was taken aback, and just said "Young Master Han is really not feeling well", the signal was cut off suddenly.
So, on Nian Xiaomu's side, there was only a "beep" sound on the phone.
Nian Xiaomu tried again, but couldn't get through.
But the assistant's words seemed to verify her guess and imagination.
In her mind, she immediately pictured his pitiful appearance, lying alone in the bed, with no assistant around, and no one to pour water for him even when he was thirsty... His heart tightened all of a sudden!
Immediately, thinking of something, he slapped his forehead fiercely.
Damn it, Yu Yuehan couldn't find another competent butler in Yu's villa within a hundred miles, so why didn't Yu Yuehan take care of him
She doesn't need to worry about it.
Even though she thought so, she still couldn't rest assured that she didn't see if he was alright with her own eyes.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as the regular meeting was over, while packing up the materials, I told the secretary to take personal leave for her, and she left work early.