Eating

Qing Mo did not answer. She looked quietly at Lin Yu, as if he had asked another question that needed no reply.

Lin Yu was somewhat speechless.

So you're still secretly having someone spy on me?

Damn!

Sooner or later, I'll drag that person out and give them a beating...

...

In the hotel bathroom, Gu Yue, who had just reached up to turn off the shower, sneezed unexpectedly.

She sniffled and hurriedly grabbed a nearby towel to wrap around herself.

Looks like I'll need to turn the air conditioning up a bit later. I still have to take care of Brother Long these next few days, better not catch a cold...

...

"You seem pretty free."

Lin Yu lay on the bed looking at Qing Mo beside him. The awkward atmosphere eased, and he asked in a relaxed tone:

"Finished with the things you were busy with before?"

Lin Yu remembered Qing Mo telling him before that she was busy non-stop.

It seemed she must be done now, otherwise how would she have the time to fly all the way here to see him?

"No."

Qing Mo shook her head.

???

Three question marks popped up in Lin Yu's head one after another.

You're not done, yet you can still spare so much time to come over?

So when you're not busy, can you just stay at home every day?

"Then you're here..."

Lin Yu was utterly puzzled.

Qing Mo looked at Lin Yu. Her eyes flickered for a moment, seemingly shyly looking away for an instant before looking back. She said faintly:

"I wanted to see you."

...

Lin Yu pursed his lips, momentarily unsure how to handle such a direct statement. Flustered, he gave a light cough and casually warned:

"Mind the setting."

After Lin Yu said this, Qing Mo's eyes lit up strangely.

She stood up, quickly walked to the hospital room door, and locked it. She didn't forget to pull shut the small curtain on the door, blocking the transparent glass pane.

She turned her head, looking at Lin Yu and asked excitedly:

"Is this okay now?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

Lin Yu coughed anxiously and hurriedly corrected:

"I meant mind the boundaries!"

"Stop saying such useless things!"

The excitement on Qing Mo's face vanished, replaced by a smile carrying a hint of gentleness and playfulness.

Lin Yu could tell she was joking, but he still couldn't look away.

He rarely saw such an expression on Qing Mo.

In front of Lin Yu, Qing Mo only had two states: lust-filled and cold-faced.

She seldom smiled, and never smiled so...

...

Human.

Yeah.

It looked better than her cold face.

More normal than her lustful face.

It felt like a touch of red sunrise in a landscape painting. When she revealed that brilliant smile, everything else paled in comparison, stunningly beautiful.

Lin Yu stared dazedly for a while. Coming back to his senses, he no longer supported his neck, letting his head fall onto the soft pillow, allowing everything before his eyes to revert to the monotonous hospital room ceiling.

Yeah.

It wouldn't be polite to keep looking.

Seeing Lin Yu lie down, Qing Mo turned and unlocked the door, pulled back the curtain blocking the window in the door. A flicker of obvious disappointment passed through her exquisite brows and eyes...

...

"Hungry?"

Qing Mo asked.

Lin Yu sniffled.

He was feeling unwell and originally had no appetite, but the thought of Qing Mo's financial power sparked his interest.

With her ridiculously wealthy resources, couldn't she get him anything he wanted to eat?

Then even without an appetite, he should eat!

When else would he get so many chances to eat delicious food?

Lin Yu's gluttony was stirred, and his stomach timely began to feel a bit hungry.

"Hungry."

Lin Yu said firmly. Thinking of fine food, even his voice gained strength.

"What do you want to eat?"

As Lin Yu predicted, Qing Mo continued down that line of questioning.

"Lobster."

"Steak."

"I'll have abalone too."

"Oh right!"

Lin Yu turned to look at Qing Mo and asked, revealing his lack of experience:

"Have you ever eaten Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?"

Qing Mo shook her head. Lin Yu initially thought she, like him, hadn't tried it. Unexpectedly, she thought for a moment and said:

"Haven't eaten it. I've seen it at banquets before, but I don't like such thick soups, so I never had any."

Lin Yu felt a cold sweat slide down his head.

Wow.

Thought she was a country bumpkin who hadn't eaten it either, turns out she just looked down on the stuff.

"Well, do you want to eat it?"

Qing Mo asked appropriately.

Lin Yu nodded, not bothering to be polite or pretend otherwise.

Why be polite!

We're buddies!

Well, except she's a bit infatuated with him.

Qing Mo nodded, silently noting Lin Yu's request, then asked:

"Anything else you'd like to eat?"

Lin Yu smacked his lips in thought, then shook his head:

"Can't think of anything else for now. Just these will do."

Qing Mo nodded. She walked to the hospital room door, left for less than a minute, then returned and sat back down on the chair by Lin Yu's bed.

"Sent someone to buy it?"

Lin Yu looked at her, knowing she had a secretary.

Qing Mo shook her head, saying:

"Had someone go make it for you."

"You carry a chef around with you?"

Lin Yu was so surprised his voice almost cracked.

What kind of domineering CEO is this?

That's too weird, isn't it?

Qing Mo finally looked at Lin Yu with a hint of disdain in her eyes and said discontentedly:

"Who carries a chef around?"

"I had people find a few skilled local chefs and have them make it for you!"

...

...

The efficiency of Qing Mo's subordinates was terrifyingly fast. In less than half an hour, large and small containers of food were brought in by the secretary from outside.

Lin Yu estimated that even if he ordered egg fried rice from a nearby place on a food delivery app, the delivery might not arrive this quickly.

As it turned out, Lin Yu still underestimated this secretary.

Not only did the secretary deliver the food, she also thoughtfully provided two beverages.

Even behind her were two suited, sunglasses-wearing strong men carrying things.

The two men were holding some strange-looking items.

After the two men busied themselves at the foot of the bed for a bit, Lin Yu saw the strange table and realized the messy stuff they were holding earlier were a bunch of table parts.

They carefully lifted the oddly-shaped looking table, moved it next to the hospital bed, placed the tabletop, and a perfect over-bed table, suspended above the bed without touching it, appeared.

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