She looked up into his eyes.


    “My mother and grandpa, you also know. For the time being, I won’t let them know about it, but you believe me, as long as I want you, I will definitely let them ept you.”


    “Uh－huh.”


    “Summer, did you agree?” Xi Zheng looked at her in surprise.


    Unexpectedly, she would agree so easily.


    To tell the truth, even if he holds her at this moment, he still has a sense of unreality.


    “Uh－huh.” Jin Huaixia closed his eyes and leaned against his chest.


    Since she chose to take this step, no matter what happens in the future, she should bear it with him.


    … …


    Knowing and doing.


    “Good morning, president.”


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    Wen Jin’an’s face does not look very good.


    Seeing him enter the president’s office, Jin Huaixia hesitated, went to the tea room to pour a cup of hot milk and knocked on the door.


    “Knock, knock.”


    After a few seconds, Wen Jin’an’s low male voice came from inside.


    “Come in.”


    Just listening to this sound makes one feel weak.


    Is he ill?


    Thinking, Jin Huaixia pushed the door and entered.


    Behind the desk, Wen Jin’an looked up at her.


    Walking to the table, Jin Huaixia put the hot milk on the table and pushed it to his hand. He asked with concern, “President, are you not feeling well?”


    At close range, I saw his face flushing abnormally.


    Seems to have a fever.


    “President, are you ill?”


    Wen Jin’an shook his head and said in a heavy voice, “I’m fine.”


    “President.”


    Picked up the milk and took a sip. Wen Jin’an said, “Go out.”


    He insisted that Jin Huaixia could not say anything more.


    Nod, respectfully withdraw from the president’s office.


    *


    Just after work time arrived, the elevator door opened with a “ding”.


    Xi Zheng strode out, smiling Pam appeared in front of Jin Huaixia.


    “You?” Jin Huaixia was pleasantly surprised. “Why are you here?”


    With his hands on the table, Xi Zheng leaned forward and stole a fragrance from her lips. “Can I take you off work now?”


    “Right away.” Jin Huaixia blushed and tidied up the table as he spoke.


    She moved quickly, not because she was in a hurry, but because she was panicked.


    The two men thus confirmed their rtionship and got together.


    Not only Xi Zheng, but also she was stunned, like a dream.


    Looking at the door run by the president, Xi Zheng leaned against the table and casually asked, “Wen Jin’an has gone?”


    When ites to Wen Jin’an, Jin Huaixia’s face shows worries, “Not yet. The president seems to be ill.”


    “Sick?”


    “Well, it seems to have a fever. But…”


    “Tut!” Xi Zheng raised his eyebrows and grabbed her lower jaw at once.


    Jin Huaixia looked at him and frowned, “What are you doing?”


    “Your current boyfriend is me. You are not allowed to care about other men, especially him.”


    When he lost his smile, Jin Huaixia fended off his hand and said, “Enough is enough for you.”


    She has a crush on Wen Jin’an for three years, which is a knot in Xi Zheng’s heart.


    “Are you really sick?” But Xi Zheng is not a man with a heart of stone, “really or not? Will Wen Jin’an also get sick?”


    “When people eat coarse cereals, how can they not get sick?”


    “People? I don’t think Wen Jin’an looks like a human being.”


    “Xi Zheng.”


    “Tut! Come on, I’m afraid of you.” Xi Zheng pie mouth, raised his hand to surrender, “I’ll see.”


    “Ah?” Stunned and Jin Huaixia wanted to stop them, but before they could, Xi Zheng had already pushed the door and entered.


    Wen Jin’an heard the voice and looked up. Seeing that it was him, his pupil sank. “No one told Xi Shao to knock at someone else’s door?”


    Xi Zheng smiledzily and stepped forward.


    Stand at the table and look at him.


    Wen Jin’an twisted his eyebrows and leaned back on therge chair.


    “Are you ill?”


    When his eyes shed, Wen Jin’an sank, “No.”


    “No?” Suddenly stretched out his hand, Xi Zheng looked at Wen Jin’an’s forehead.


    “You!” Wen Jin’an did not feel well and his reaction was a few beats slower than usual.


    The palm temperature is extremely high.


    Xi Zheng sneered, does this man not want to live?


    He didn’t just survive all day, did he?


    Not afraid to burn yourself to death.


    “You got a fever.” With one hand in his trouser pocket, Xi Zheng said softly, “It is best to go to the hospital.”