C182 CEO has two sides

Song Jiayin, who had slept soundly all night, did not know what Jing Junling and Wu Zihao were thinking, and had not sensed the danger that was approaching him. Gong Yichen was still in the hospital and wanted to take good care of Gong Yichen. Her body was too busy to care about anything else.

5 in the morning. Just as dawn broke, Song Jiayin woke up in a hurry. She was busy cooking soup for Gong Yichen.

In the kitchen, hot air billowed out and wrapped around Song Jiayin's small body, just like a conch girl in a fairy tale.

Song Jiayin was busy in the kitchen fiddling around, secretly guessing at Gong Yichen's expression after eating these, her face flushed red. Concussive.

"Yes, it's still quite delicious." Song Jiayin tasted the nutrition soup she made herself. The winter melon had already melted in her mouth, and the meat of the crucian carp was fresh and delicious.

Song Jiayin smacked her lips in satisfaction, took out a thermos, and carefully filled the bowl with the fish soup. After covering it tightly, she went in and changed the set into a set of beige yellow rice. She wore a white leather dress with a leather waist. She looked delicate with her heels. Little Linglong was cute.

Song Jiayin put on some light makeup and went out with the thermal container.

Just as Song Jiayin walked in, Gong Yichen saw her.

"Why are you up so early?" Why don't you sleep a little more? " Song Jiayin pouted.

"I knew you would come early. I just wanted to see you soon." Gong Yichen's smile became even more brilliant.

Song Jiayin was too focused on opening the container and passing the soup to Gong Yichen that she did not dare to reply, but Song Jiayin's face was red again.

"Come, have some soup. I specially woke up earlier this morning to cook it. Try it and see if it tastes good." Song Jiayin was about to give the bowl and spoon to Gong Yichen, but she realised that she did not intend to take it.

"What's wrong? "You don't want to drink it?" Song Jiayin thought that Gong Yichen did not like the soup that she had cooked.

"No," Gong Yichen shook his head, "I want you to feed me."

"Ugh …" Song Jiayin was at a loss for words. How big was she? You need someone to feed you after you finish the soup?

"Drink it yourself." Song Jiayin hesitated.

"No." Gong Yichen did not accept Song Jiayin's suggestion.

Song Jiayin looked at Gong Yichen helplessly. He was obviously the CEO of a large company, with a heart of darkness and cold heart, how could he act coquettishly here?

"Alright, alright, I'll feed it to you." Song Jiayin was extremely unwilling.

"Alright." Gong Yichen revealed a satisfied smile.

"Come, open your mouth." Song Jiayin prepared to send the spoon into Gong Yichen's mouth.

"Wow, it's that hot?" The mouthful of soup that Gong Yichen had just swallowed had almost scalded his tongue. He really did not know whether Song Jiayin had done this on purpose or not.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Song Jiayin apologized, "Are you alright?"

Gong Yichen looked at Song Jiayin's pitiful smile, and suddenly couldn't say any harsh words. Seeing that, Gong Yichen's heart softened, it was beautiful. If someone was in front of them, they would be scalded.

It doesn't matter, Gong Yichen thought.

"Forget it, I'm fine." Gong Yichen pretended to be serious and whispered.

"Oh." Song Jiayin answered like a kitten.

Looking at the wronged Song Jiayin, Gong Yichen's wrinkled smile instantly lifted his mood.

Every single spoonful of soup would need to be blown on her own lips for a long time before she dared to feed it to Gong Yichen. She was deeply afraid that if Gong Yichen was burned again, then she would have committed a great sin.

Gong Yichen drank the fish soup that Song Jiayin fed him one spoonful at a time. His heart was filled with emotions.

"Phew, I'm finally done feeding." Song Jiayin thought inwardly and finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Ah, you're done drinking just like that? "So fast?" However, Gong Yichen was a little unresigned. He felt that he had not savored it for a while and then was gone.

"How is it? "How's the taste?" After Song Jiayin finished feeding the soup, she asked Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen looked at the stars in Song Jiayin's eyes, and he was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face? " Seeing that Gong Yichen was only staring at her and did not speak, Song Jiayin touched his own face.

"Cough cough, it's nothing," Gong Yichen faked a cough to ease the awkwardness.

"This soup, um, it's not bad." The CEO treasured her words like gold.

"That's good. I was worried you wouldn't like it." Song Jiayin said while smiling.

Like, like, why not? Didn't you see that I've finished drinking? Gong Yichen's CEO secretly thought. He was blustering, but he still looked calm and collected.

"Then you rest here for a while, I'll go wash the dishes." Song Jiayin arrived at …

Seeing Song Jiayin turning around to wash the dishes, Gong Yichen's expression became more and more satisfied.

Song Jiayin was carefully washing her face in the small kitchen, while thinking back to what happened just now, her heart was filled with a blissful feeling.

"Ai? "Why are you up?" When Song Jiayin came out from the kitchen, she saw Gong Yichen standing by the window and could not help but ask.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just that I've been lying down for too long. Get up and take a walk." Gong Yichen said.

"Your body … Body... Is it done? " Song Jiayin asked, a little conflicted.

"Nope." Gong Yichen immediately denied.

"But, you can even get off the bed now. Are you done yet?" Song Jiayin asked again.

"I just got out of bed and took a walk to relieve myself of having to sleep in bed all day. "It's just numb on the surface." Gong Yichen calmly lied.

Song Jiayin sighed in her heart about Gong Yichen's EQ, which was unfathomably deep.

"Since you've almost recovered, then leave the hospital." Song Jiayin immediately ignored Gong Yichen's explanation.

"I told you, I'm not fine." Gong Yichen continued to defend himself, even though he was pale and powerless.

"But aren't you able to get out of bed? Why can't I leave the hospital? " Song Jiayin felt very helpless.

"I'm just not doing well. I'm going to stay in the hospital." Gong Yichen was like an awkward little child right now.

"But the company still has a lot of things to do. When you get better, quickly get out of the hospital." Song Jiayin said.

"The company has them, it's fine," Gong Yichen said.

"It's not like you can't stay in the hospital. It's not like the hospital is a good place." Song Jiayin muttered the latter half of her words softly, and did not dare to say it loudly.

Gong Yichen waved his hand, "Who said that the hospital is not a good place? I've had a good meal here, haven't I? "

Song Jiayin facepalmed. You've eaten so much, I made them for you earlier every day.

"Isn't it the same for you at home? Why do you have to stay in the hospital? "

"Then if I'm at home, will you cook soup for me every day?" Gong Yichen asked like a child.

"Okay, I will. I will cook soup for you every day. Is this okay?" Song Jiayin coaxed him.

"Fine, if you give me soup every day, I'll leave the hospital." Gong Yichen said.

"Fine, fine, fine. You can say anything you want." Once you're well, let's get out of the hospital. " Song Jiayin said.