The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Song Yunqi knew Zhou Cheng had returned with the medicine. She glanced at Shen Chonglu on the screen, who was still about to launch into more sweet talk, then placed her phone face down on the coffee table and whispered a word of advice:

"Don't make a sound."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the entrance.

As I opened the door, Zhou Cheng was standing there, carrying a large bag full of medicine. Fine beads of sweat were still on his forehead; he had obviously run back because he was afraid I would get impatient.

"Mr. Song, I don't know exactly what kind of discomfort you have, so I asked the clerk to bring out all the medicine for stomach problems."

He struggled to follow Song Yunxi into the room and dumped the medicine boxes from the plastic bag onto the coffee table.

The medicine boxes scattered and instantly covered most of the table.

He squatted down and began flipping through the instruction manuals one by one, muttering reports incessantly:

"The clerk said that if you have bloating or acid reflux, this powder will work quickly; if you have cramps or a burning sensation, you should take this box of capsules to protect your stomach lining."

"And this one is specifically for stomach cramps after drinking alcohol..."

Song Yunxi stood aside listening, her gaze falling on the colorful medicine boxes, and her heart did feel a little soft.

Although Zhou Cheng was rather dull-witted, he wasn't as good at handling things as Shen Chonglu, nor as shrewd as Lin Hang.

But he exudes the sincerity of a young person just entering society, which is a rare quality.

Just as Zhou Cheng was introducing them one by one, a dull thud suddenly came from the phone that was originally face down on the table, followed by a series of "cracking" sounds, as if some glassware had been accidentally knocked over and rolled several times on the ground.

The sound seemed somewhat abrupt in the quiet guest room.

Zhou Cheng stopped speaking.

He instinctively looked towards the phone, screen down, following the sound. He paused, then hesitated before asking:

"Mr. Song, are you on the phone with someone?"

Song Yunqi's expression remained unchanged. She reached for her phone and pressed the mute button on the side.

"Um."

He gave a curt reply, clearly not intending to explain further, and instead pulled out a box of magnesium aluminum carbonate chewable tablets, effectively dismissing Zhou Cheng:

"Leave the medicine here. You've had a hard day. Go back to your room and get some rest. You need to go to Lantu to sign the contract tomorrow."

Zhou Cheng is also a quick-witted person.

Thinking back to the dazed look on someone's face at the airport this morning, and then looking at my boss's current attempt to cover things up, I immediately understood the situation perfectly.

He wisely didn't look any longer, stood up, straightened his clothes, and asked with concern:

"Mr. Song, please remember to take your medicine. If you still feel unwell at night, just call me and I'll take you to the hospital."

"it is good."

As the door was gently closed, the room returned to silence.

Song Yunqi walked back to the sofa and sat down, turning her phone over to unmute it.

On the other side of the screen, Shen Chonglu had already picked up the overturned ornament and was staring at the camera with a resentful look on his handsome face.

Song Yunxi ignored his expression and put the two pills she had just peeled into her mouth.

Strangely enough, ever since I answered Shen Chonglu's call, the feeling of heaviness deep in my lower abdomen has subsided considerably without me even realizing it.

The pills fell down my throat and into my stomach, the cool medicinal properties spreading, and the tense abdominal muscles relaxed, finally allowing me to catch my breath.

When Shen Chonglu saw him taking his medicine, he completely exploded on the other side of the screen, yelling non-stop:

"What's wrong, Yunqi? Are you sick? Why didn't you tell me earlier? What's wrong?"

That face, which usually appeared extremely aggressive from the outside, was now filled with anxiety, as if it wanted to crawl out of the screen along the wireless signal.

Song Yunqi leaned back on the sofa armrest, listening to his chatter in her ear, and unusually, she didn't find it annoying.

He shifted to a more comfortable sitting position and patiently replied, "Alright, stop making noise."

"I drank some strong liquor at noon, which probably burned my stomach lining. I just took some medicine and I feel much better now."

"It's gotten colder in Haishi these past few days, don't try to tough it out. If you're still feeling unwell tomorrow, you have to go to the hospital to see a doctor, understand?"

Shen Chonglu gestured and gave instructions through the screen, acting like a domineering butler.

"Okay, okay, stop nagging."

After finishing his musings about his health, Shen Chonglu changed the subject and steered the conversation towards business: "How did your visit to Lantu go today? Was that lousy company worth the trip?"

When it came to official business, Song Yunqi did not seem to want to avoid talking to Shen Chonglu.

After all, given Shen's current size and main focus, other companies have no need to get involved in its blueprint, and there is no competition between them.

Overall, it's alright.

Song Yunqi spoke frankly, analyzing, "The R&D team has a solid foundation. Although the equipment is somewhat lacking, the core technology is still top-notch in the industry."

"Although Chen Han is a good-for-nothing, as long as we take over the management, the Song family is confident that we can revitalize this company within three months."

Shen Chonglu on the other end of the screen didn't react much after hearing this, only casually saying, "This Blueprint Technology has a minor problem, but it won't affect the overall situation. Just keep an eye on it."

Upon hearing the words "there is a problem," Song Yunqi's previously relaxed back instantly straightened.

He switched back to work mode in a second, without a doubt about the accuracy of Shen Chonglu's words. After all, he was the only heir of the Shen family and must know some inside information.

Her phoenix eyes turned slightly cold, and she immediately reached for the hang-up button: "I'll have Lin Hang send me a copy of LanTu's audit report from last year. I'm hanging up now."

"Hey! Don't hang up! Don't hang up!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Shen Chonglu started wailing in a high-pitched voice on the other end of the phone, clasping his hands together and bowing repeatedly.

"Yunqi, we've only been talking for less than five minutes! I should have told you this later. Don't rush to work, let me finish."

Song Yunqi paused, looking at him coldly: "Spit it out."

Seeing the young man's serious attitude, Shen Chonglu quickly dropped his pitiful act and added urgently, "Send me a few photos of yourself; I need them."

"It needs to be filmed on the spot."

He deliberately emphasized those words, his gaze darting back and forth with a sullen look, and lowered his voice: "It would be best to dress...something cool."

Song Yunxi immediately understood what filthy things this brat was thinking.

He frowned slightly, feeling a bit disgusted, and muttered "boring," but when he met the other person's persistent yet expectant eyes, he finally gave in.

After hanging up the phone.

Song Yunqi unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, revealing a fair collarbone and a slightly red neck. She pressed the shutter button on the camera with a blank expression and casually forwarded the photo.

Not knowing how long I would be busy at work tonight, after sending a message to Lin Hang, I took a hot shower in the bathroom while waiting, and took a few more photos to send to Shen Chonglu.

Shen Chonglu: [Nosebleed.jpg]

Shen Chonglu: [Thumbs up.jpg]

Shen Chonglu: [drooling over the screen.jpg]