C31

The night was boundless. At some point, the rain and wind had suddenly stopped. Outside the window, it was quiet and quiet, giving off a refreshing feeling after the rain.

Shen Qing'er tightly hugged Ye Yihang in his embrace, his skin pressing against hers, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.

She felt the warmth and warmth coming from Ye Yihang's firm chest that was still indescribably masculine. This was the first time she realized that Brother Yuhang's embrace could actually be this warm.

The next day. FAXHION Group Ye Yihang's Private Office.

Condor placed an important information about the company on Ye Yihang's desk.

"Mr. PHILIP, I just did an investigation and found out that the director of the company's finance department has made several mistakes. Should we replace him and find a capable director to take over the task?"

"No need." Ye Yihang looked at the information in his hand, "Although he made a few small mistakes, it is not a big deal, and this person just took up his position not long ago, so I will give him another chance."

Condor was startled, this was not Ye Yihang's way of doing things.

When Ye Yihang did things, he always paid attention to timing and accuracy.

With this kind of mistake, if it was the Ye Yihang of the past, he would have probably fired the other party several times already.

"Mr. PHILIP, are you all right?"

Condor looked at Ye Yihang and saw that the tip of his lips was actually curved into a smile, making him look extremely gentle.

Ye Yihang obviously did not notice his change, seeing that Condor was looking at him, he reached out and touched his cheeks which were clearly outlined.

"What are you looking at?"

"No, I just found that Mr. PHILIP is a little different today."

"What's different about me?"

Ye Yihang was confused, and was about to ask him what was different about his.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Ye Yihang picked up the voice and heard it, it was the Uncle Lin's voice. He could hear the urgency in Uncle Lin's tone and could not help but ask.

"Uncle Lin, what happened?"

Young master, Qing'er has a fever again, what should we do?

"What, she has a fever again?" Ye Yihang's brows twitched, his expression clearly becoming tense, "She has a fever, why didn't you send her to the hospital?"

"Young Master, didn't you say that Qing'er was not allowed to go out? Seeing that Qing'er has a fever, although he was anxious, she did not dare to send her to the hospital.

He understood Ye Yihang's temperament better than anyone else, especially after the old master and his wife had passed away. Ye Yihang's temperament had become even more explosive and cold.

Uncle Lin was not young anymore, and was a childless old man. He did not want to be fired by the Ye Family because he had violated Ye Yihang's orders. However, he was worried about Shen Qing'er, so he could only call him and ask him what she could do.

"Alright." Ye Yihang frowned, "I'll be right back, send her to the hospital."

Once Ye Yihang hung Siqing, he picked up the jacket from the sofa and draped it over his body.

"Condor, I will leave the matters of the company to you. I will leave first."

With that, Ye Yihang left the house.

Condor looked at Ye Yihang's back as he left hastily. He could not help but wonder what was going on with Mr. PHILIP today, seeing how anxious he looked when he left, it was as if the sky was falling down. However, with his understanding of Ye Yihang's character, he knew that Ye Yihang was a calm and collected person, even if the sky were to fall, he would not be in such a hurry.

Condor could not help but be curious, just who was it, to actually have such a heavy weight in the heart of the Mr Ye?

Ten minutes later, Ye Yihang almost didn't wait for the car to stop before he jumped out of the car and rushed towards Shen Qing'er's room.

Seeing Ye Yihang return, the Uncle Lin immediately went up to him.

"Young Master, you're finally back."

Ye Yihang did not stop and headed straight for Shen Qing'er's room.

"How is she?"

"Just now, a maid went in to bring food to Qing'er. When she noticed that Qing'er's expression was strange, she realized that Qing'er was having a fever again."

Ye Yihang acknowledged his presence, but when he walked into Shen Qing'er's room, he immediately saw Shen Qing'er lying on the bed. His face was flushed red, and he was in a semi-conscious state.

Looking at Shen Qing'er's situation, Ye Yihang's heart inadvertently swept across with the feeling of a blade slashing across it.

"Shen Qing'er, are you alright?"

"My head hurts." Shen Qing'er was already in a semi-conscious state, and could only groan in a daze, "My head hurts, I feel so uncomfortable."

Ye Yihang frowned, he had originally planned to send her to the hospital, but he realised that just lying on the bed, he was also in great discomfort. If he was sent to the hospital and she sat in the car, wouldn't it be even worse?