CHAPTER 550: CHAPTER 548: I’LL WAIT FOR YOU TO COME BACK

Wen Qiao’s eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and she stared at Fu Jinghen for quite a while without speaking.

Fu Jinghen, seeing her lost in thought for so long, pinched her fingers again, "Why aren’t you speaking?"

Wen Qiao snapped back to reality and looked at Fu Jinghen, blinked, and suddenly pulled her hand back, standing up from the chair and muttering, "How can Feng Li take such a long time just to buy a meal? Is he planning to starve his boss and usurp the position..."

She walked to the door, then turned back, concerned, to remind him, "I’ll go check outside, you just lie in the bed honestly and don’t move around, understood?"

Fu Jinghen knew that he had said a bit too much just now and needed to give her some time to think and digest, so he didn’t call out her poor excuse, nodding obediently, "I’ll wait for you to come back."

"..."

Wen Qiao grasped the doorknob, pressed down, and pulled inward.

She distinctly felt an extra force on the door and before she could react, a figure stumbled in from outside.

To be exact, he fell in.

Feng Li took a few staggering steps to steady himself, scratched the back of his head, and laughed, "What a coincidence. I was just about to come in, and then you opened the door, Boss Lady. We really have a special connection."

"What is it?"

A deep male voice with a hint of question came from the direction of the hospital bed, and Feng Li tensed up, realizing he had spoken out of turn.

He looked at the Boss Lady, who was standing with her arms crossed, smirking at him, then at President Fu, lying on the hospital bed but still exuding an undiminished authority, and lifted the food container he was holding to shield his face, "Shall we have some food first?"

Wen Qiao waved her hand, "You make sure he eats his meal, I’ll step out for a bit."

She paused, then added, "I’ll be back soon."

After saying this, she closed the ward’s door and left.

Feng Li slowly set down the food container, looked at the closed door of the ward, then at Fu Jinghen on the bed, who seemed in no hurry at all, and asked, "President Fu, why did the Boss Lady leave?"

"That curious?" said Fu Jinghen slowly, gesturing towards the ward entrance, "If you’re curious, you could go out and ask her."

"....."

Feng Li focused on composing himself, "Actually, I’m not that curious."

"What did you buy?" Fu Jinghen pointed at the food container in his hand and asked.

He had been in a bad mood before and had no appetite, but now that things were resolved and turned out much better than he had imagined, he felt hungry.

"Oh, the doctor said you should eat something light, so I bought some plain porridge and some side dishes."

Feng Li stepped forward, placed the table on the bed, and set out the contents of the food container item by item on the table.

With Qin Xiang, a person who knew how to enjoy life, by his side, Fu Jinghen wasn’t too fussy about food, though he could be somewhat picky. But now, in his good mood, he found even the bland porridge looking as tempting as a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Wen Qiao returned.

Even though Wen Qiao had promised she would come back, Fu Jinghen still breathed a sigh of relief the moment he saw her actually return to the ward.

During the time Wen Qiao was away, he suddenly realized that he had blurted out the words he had been burying in his heart to her. His intention was to be honest with her, but he had forgotten whether she would feel burdened by it.

So his heart had been hanging this entire time.

Seeing her come back, he knew that the words he had spoken had not burdened her.