“Brother, you should head back soon!” Shen Xi was not done chatting, but Li Yuan might catch a cold since he was not in the best of health and, not to mention, only had a thin layer of clothing on.
“Wait a minute.” Watching as the young lady attempted to climb down, Li Yuan pointed at a little basket. “Your present.”
Caught in the moment, Shen Xi climbed back up and took notice of a bouquet of sunflowers, together with a pot of bluish violet baby’s breath in a basket. Her clear eyes lit up in pleasant surprise. “Thank you, Brother!”
After seeing the young lady off, the color immediately washed off Li Yuan’s face as he could no longer hold back from coughing. He swallowed the suppressed pain in his cough to the best of his abilities.
Kun Lun went up to throw clothes on the man but was pushed away.
“Get lost!” Grimness and ruthlessness glossed over Li Yuan’s eyes as his body trembled from the violent cough. “I’m not at the point where I’d die without clothes.”
“Boss.” Kun Lun appeared anxious. “Let me get Situ to come and take a look at you.”
Boss had a fever and a cough from last night.
He got up first thing in the morning to send Ms. Shen off and had, since then, slept the whole morning.
Boss then waited for her return by the wall in the afternoon until now.
“Push me back.” Li Yuan finally stopped the coughing and straightened his back, reflecting only indifference and stillness in his narrow eyes.
Without the guts to say a word more, Kun Lun quietly pushed the wheelchair.
He had no idea whether to thank Shen Xi or resent her. Boss’ sickness had probably turned for the worst.
Kun Lun had just wheeled Li Yuan into the living room.
“Call Situ over.” Li Yuan blurted.
Kun Lun looked happy. “Yes.”
Li Yuan placed his fist against his lips as another nagging cough ensued. The lack of color in his complexion was rather frightening.
With Shen Xi coming the next day to wish him a good morning, he could not possibly let her see him at his worst.
The first thing Situ Zhangyou did when he came over was ask Kun Lun a question. “The boss’ young lady, did she bring me up to your guys?”
Having watched the live broadcast, Kun Lun knew that he went on stage to present flowers to the girl. He curled his lips into a cold smirk. “Just you wait.”
Situ Zhangyou was in disbelief. “Do the young lady and Boss have a thing, as I suspected? No, the girl is underaged!”
Kun Lun looked at Situ Zhangyou like he was a dead man. “You better get in there now if you don’t want to die!”
With a frown, Situ Zhangyou entered the room while mumbling under his breath.
It was bad enough that Boss had never held a woman’s hand but still, he could have waited until the young lady was of age!
Situ Zhangyou avoided making a peep before Li Yuan, much less asked a question. He examined Li Yuan and put him on a drip before kneeling in the corner with respect. “Boss, let me stay.”
Li Yuan answered in a cold tone. “No need for that.”
Situ Zhangyou reverentially got up and excused himself.
Kun Lun knocked on the door. His muscles were tensing as he tried to take control of his nerves. “Boss, we’ve got an update from Fu Yu.”
Lifting his thin lids, Li Yuan commanded with a hoarse and raspy voice. “Speak.”
Standing in a corner, Kun Lun replied, “Fu Yu mentioned that the lead went dead. He can’t find the person you’re looking for but he will continue to pursue the matter. He said that there’s no cause for worry and told you to take care.”
Suddenly, Li Yuan turned over to gaze out the window before opening his thin lips. “Tell him to come back and call off the search.”
“Yes.” Kun Lun followed his gaze to the wall where the young lady next door hovered. Despite already having an idea, Kun Lun dared not make certain.