Chapter 2078
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The script that Li Tingshen wanted was snatched away halfway.
Shen Fanxing
The matter had already been settled. The person in charge did not even dare to breathe loudly.
âCEO Li, she was only left with signing the contract with the copyright department. Who knew that CEO Shen would suddenly appear and raise the price? She signed the contract on the spot.â
Li Tingshenâs face darkened.
Not long after, Shen Fanxing called.
âI donât think thereâs anyone more superficial than you in this world.â
Li Tingshen gritted his teeth.
Shen Fanxing smiled and said, âItâs just a script. You donât have to give me the title.â
âI feel that you should be quite busy recently and shouldnât have time to take care of this place. Thank you, Iâll treat you to a meal when I have time.â
Li Tingshen leaned back in his chair and smirked. âA meal costs tens of millions. Do you think Iâll have indigestion?â
âYou wonât be able to get anything back if I donât eat you. But you should thank me for temporarily pulling you out from between the two women. It wonât cause you to be in a dilemma where itâs either her or her, okay?â
Li Tingshen pursed his lips and sneered, â⦠Ha, alright, Iâll treat you to a meal when Iâm free.â
âYou have to do me the honor.â
Li Tingshen hung up and threw his phone on the desk.
It was seamless.
Only Bo Jinchuan could handle such a woman.
Xiao Chu racked his brains but failed to persuade Ye Qingqiu. Helpless, he could only call Li Tingshen.
Hearing that she wouldnât be discharged, he immediately knew what she was up to.
âThen fulfill her wish. She can stay there as long as she wants.â
Even Xiao Chu felt a headache.
This woman was getting harder to deal with.
*
âWhy did you fire Chen Fei?â
Liang Xuerâs questioning voice sounded from the ward. Li Tingshenâs expression was calm.
âIâm not good at my job.â
âSheâs my assistant. I should be the one feeling dissatisfied first. Sheâs been with me since I signed with C&P two years ago. She knows me the best and Iâm used to using her. Why did you fire her without my consent? There hasnât been any problem for the past two yearsâ¦â
Li Tingshen looked at her calmly with his cold eyes.
âI know you best?â
Liang Xuer was stunned by his gaze.
âBut she doesnât seem to know me well. She made me unhappy. As her superior, do I need to see your mood to fire her?â
Liang Xuerâs domineering aura gradually dissipated.
Perhaps because he had been sick recently, Li Tingshen had indulged her too much, causing her to almost forget that he had a temper.
âHow⦠did she make you angry?â
Li Tingshen lowered his eyes and didnât answer.
âIâll find someone for you again. Iâll still serve you well. You donât have to consider so many unimportant things now. Get well first.â
Liang Xuer bit her lips and her gaze followed him.
âItâs almost noon. Arenât you staying for lunch?â
Li Tingshen didnât stop in his tracks. âSomeone will bring lunch over later. I have something on at the company.â
At the door, his hand on the doorknob, his voice sounded again.
âGet discharged early and Iâll bring you to the restaurant.â
Liang Xuerâs bitter expression softened instantly.
âBe careful on your way.â
âYeah.â
Opening the door, Xiao Chu was walking over with a lunchbox.
âCEO Li.â
Li Tingshen glanced at the food box in his hand and Xiao Chu hurriedly said,
âOld chicken soup, braised pork ribs, stir-fried chives, celery and pig liver, and red bean rice.â
Li Tingshen was silent for two seconds before asking, âWhat did you prepare for her?â
âSilver fungus soup, stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried pork trotters, honey yams, and white rice.â
Li Tingshen nodded. âSheâs not in a hurry. She can recover slowly.â
â⦠I know.â
In the end, Li Tingshen opened the door. âSend her in.â
Xiao Chu lowered her head and walked in. âMiss Liang, your lunch.â
âThank you.â
Xiao Chu pursed her lips and placed the food box on the coffee table. Then, she watched as Liang Xuer opened the food box herself.
âAnother red bean glutinous rice? I prefer plain white rice.â
Xiao Chu smiled and said, âRed bean glutinous rice is good for detoxification and reducing swelling. Iâve always heard that women eat well.â
Liang Xuer chuckled. âYou know quite a lot.â
Xiao Chu chuckled and said, âI hope Miss Liang doesnât mind.â
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âThe dishes today are not bad. Miss Ye, eat more pork trotters. Youâll look good if you eat too much collagen.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mother Wangâs words were easy to understand and Ye Qingqiu seemed to be in a good mood.
âYes, the taste is good too.â
Li Tingshen curled his lips slightly and watched Ye Qingqiu quietly through the door. He finished his meal before turning to leave.
Silver Ears Soup didnât like it.
It was like stir-frying vegetables.
She had eaten a lot of pork feet.
She had finished all the honey yams.
She had never eaten much rice.
But that was enough.
*
After staying in the hospital for three days, Li Tingshen didnât come at all.
Ye Qingqiu ate and drank every day. She either played games on her phone or watched a few dramas. After the dramas ended, she would continue to watch them on her phone.
She did not step out of the ward.
âMiss Ye, the weather is good today. Iâll accompany you out for a walk.â
Ye Qingqiu looked up at the bright and clean weather outside the window. After a few seconds of silence, she shook her head and said, âNo need. Itâs sunny.â
Mother Wang was helpless.
At noon, Qianqian brought lunch from her apartment.
After setting the table for Ye Qingqiu, Qianqian pulled Mother Wang aside and pleaded in a low voice,
âMother Wang, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Can you help us queue? I want to go home⦠Can you help me queue for three daysâ¦â
Ye Qingqiu stopped eating.
After staying in the room for a long time, the information he received was limited. He didnât realize that the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon.
Mid-autumn Festivalâ¦
Her eyes blinked gently.
The Mid-Autumn Festival.
Grandpaâ¦
At lastâ¦
If she brought Linlin to celebrate the holiday with Grandpa, what would it be like?
Her heart felt as if it had been pierced by a needle.
She was too ashamed to face Grandpa.
She couldnât look at Linlin.
She couldnât bring Linlin to see Grandpa.
If Grandpa knew that she had given birth to Li Tingshenâs child, would he be angered to death?
Moreover⦠during the Mid-Autumn Festival, could they still be called a reunion?
After eating numbly, Mother Wang sighed. âDo you think youâre the only one who wants to?â
âMother Wang.â Ye Qingqiu suddenly said, âGo back for the Mid-Autumn Festival.â
Mother Wang hurried to her side. âHow can that doâ¦â
âItâs okay⦠Iâll spend the Mid-Autumn Festival on my own.â
âThisâ¦â Mother Wang was in a dilemma. âMiss Ye, Mr Li will definitely not agree. Besides, even if you want to celebrate at home, someone has to prepare a reunion dinner for youâ¦â
âIâm alone. Thereâs no need to prepare theseâ¦â