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Chapter 137 If you can't lead a team, you'll only work yourself to death.

The next morning, when Huo Jingcheng woke up, Su Ruoyun was still fast asleep. Her complexion had recovered from the sickly look of the early morning, but her eyelids were still swollen.

He raised his hand and touched Su Ruoyun's cheek. Her forehead was a little warmer than usual, but not as hot as it had been the night before.

Huo Jingcheng slowly released the person in his arms, carefully pulled his left hand out from behind her neck, and quietly lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

In order not to wake Su Ruoyun, he went to the second bedroom to wash up. After having breakfast, he instructed the maid to boil some pear water so that Su Ruoyun could drink it when she woke up.

She cried all night last night, and her voice will definitely be hoarse today.

When Su Ruoyun woke up, it was already 10:15 in the morning.

The dark blue curtains were carefully drawn, neatly arranged, with a sliver of light leaking through the gap between the bottom of the curtains and the floor.

Still half asleep, Su Ruoyun seemed to have lost her mind. She didn't react for a while before sitting up abruptly. The blanket slipped down to her waist, creating layers of wrinkles.

She slowly moved her head, scanning the room bit by bit, staring blankly at the surrounding furnishings, until the memories of last night came flooding back, and she realized what had happened last night.

On her way back to Beijing, she fell asleep, then woke up at Xiyuan Garden, and then developed a fever. She was also...

Thinking this through, Su Ruoyun frowned slightly, raised her hand to touch her aching side buttock, and the moment her fingers touched her skin, the piercing pain seemed to become even clearer.

There was still a noticeable spot that hurt, so Su Ruoyun didn't dare touch it anymore. She decisively withdrew her hand, moved her legs to the edge of the bed, and put on her slippers.

In the master bedroom's bathroom, there was a brand-new set of toiletries, along with bottles and jars arranged in an orderly fashion.

Su Ruoyun took a closer look and saw that it was a women's skincare product, the same one she usually used.

After washing up, water droplets slid down her cheeks. She took a washcloth and dried her face, applied skincare products, and then, shuffling downstairs in her slippers, which made a "tap-tap" sound as they rubbed against the floor, Su Ruoyun slowly made her way downstairs.

Downstairs, the maids who had been waiting for a long time immediately went to greet her when she came down, and quickly served breakfast and pear juice to the table.

The aroma of breakfast and the sweet scent of pear juice filled the table, making one's mouth water.

After finishing breakfast, Su Ruoyun didn't linger at Xiyuan and went straight back to her apartment. To avoid getting heatstroke again, she didn't go to the teahouse for several days and stayed home to rest.

That evening, Huo Jingcheng, still worried, came to the apartment again.

At that moment, Su Ruoyun was comfortably nestled in the soft sofa, her legs crossed, an open book resting between her laps, flipping through it listlessly, her gaze occasionally lingering on the pages.

Hearing the doorbell ring, she closed the book, placed it on the sofa beside her, slipped on her indoor slippers, and got up to open the door.

"How did you come?"

Her long, smooth hair cascaded down her back, adding to her gentle demeanor. She peeked out and discovered that the person who had come was Huo Jingcheng.

"What, I'm not even allowed to come see my girlfriend?"

Huo Jingcheng didn't rush to change his shoes. Instead, he raised his hand and pulled her into his arms, his thin lips capturing hers, kissing her slowly and gently for a while.

Su Ruoyun stumbled and fell uncontrollably into his chest, managing to steady herself by grabbing his strong forearm with her right hand.

After a long while, Su Ruoyun raised her hand to wipe away the remaining water stains on her lips, and said as she walked inside, "If you want anything to drink, just go to the kitchen and get it yourself."

She suffered from heatstroke today, but instead of indulging in cold drinks, she continued to drink iced tea, while the coffee table was filled with lukewarm water. When Huo Jingcheng returned with the iced water, this was the scene he saw: warm-toned lights shone into the room, and the person he had been longing for was right there in the picture.

Su Ruoyun looked down intently at the book in her hands. Her black hair, which was loose and draped over her shoulders, slipped down and blocked her vision. When she did, she raised her hand, hooked a strand of hair behind her ear with her long fingers, and revealed a delicate face.

Seeing that she was engrossed in watching, Huo Jingcheng didn't have the heart to disturb her, so he leaned back lazily against the wall and admired the view.

After a long while, when he placed the now-empty glass on the cabinet, the subtle sound caught Su Ruoyun's attention.

She looked up at him: "Why aren't you coming over?"

Instead of answering, Huo Jingcheng asked a question, taking a step forward as he spoke: "What are you looking at?"

He turned his gaze to the open book between Su Ruoyun's legs.

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun reached out and picked up the book on her lap, held it with both hands, closed it slightly, and showed Huo Jingcheng the title on the cover.

—"If you can't lead a team, you'll just work yourself to death."

Huo Jingcheng smiled slightly, walked leisurely to the sofa and sat down. He took the book from her hand and began to read it attentively, following the page she was reading.

Halfway through reading, he suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the room, "Mr. Su, what are your insights on leading a team?"

He spoke with utmost seriousness, and Su Ruoyun responded with equal seriousness.

She pursed her lips and said honestly, "I don't have any insights, so I'm here reading."

As she spoke, she raised her hand, placed it on the edge of the book Huo Jingcheng was holding, and with a little force, took her book back from his hand.

Huo Jingcheng said, "Instead of reading books, you should ask me."

"you?"

Hearing Su Ruoyun's skeptical tone, Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow, his voice nonchalant: "What, you don't believe me?"

"No," Su Ruoyun replied insincerely, while looking down intently at her management books.

"So, what is Mr. Su's brilliant insight...?"

Su Ruoyun lifted her long eyelashes, glanced at him casually, and said indifferently, "Isn't it just managing your employees?"

Huo Jingcheng leaned back on the sofa and said, "Leading a team, leading a team, the important thing is to lead, not manage. A leader solves the core problem, and the core is to gain the trust of every member of the team. Leading a team is about making them useful, while managing a team will only oppress them..."

“Actually… I said that on purpose,” Su Ruoyun smiled slyly, her eyes brimming with undisguised amusement.

She propped herself up on the sofa with both hands, slowly shifting her posture. Her two slender legs hung down naturally, dangling loosely on the floor tiles, swaying back and forth, causing her shadow to flicker in the gleaming floor.

Su Ruoyun deliberately dragged out her words, making them increasingly meaningful.

Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow, a hint of confusion in his eyes, and turned his head, staring intently at Su Ruoyun.

All that could be heard was Su Ruoyun saying, "I want you to teach me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Jingcheng's thin lips curled up at her words, his eyes filled with obvious amusement, his peach blossom eyes sparkling with spring-like color, and he felt secretly pleased.