Leng Yixiu, following Cen Lin’s instructions, found several boxes of antipyretic medicine in the medical kit and carefully compared the instructions before following them accordingly. After giving Lin Yixun the fever medicine, Leng Yixiu no longer felt sleepy and stayed by the bed, checking Lin Yixun’s temperature every so often. Fortunately, by dawn, Lin Yixun’s fever had finally gone down. Lin Yixun felt like she had had a very long dream, but she couldn’t remember what it was. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Leng Yixiu. The man leaned against the bed, seemingly asleep, his well-defined handsome face now bearing some stubble after a night’s watch. He looked utterly exhausted. Lin Yixun didn’t know why Leng Yixiu would look , but she didn’t want to delve into it. Remembering everything from the previous day, she turned her face away in disgust. Just looking at this man for one more second would taint her eyes. This slight movement, however, startled the sleeping man awake. Subconsciously, he reached out and touched Lin Yixun’s forehead. Seeing that she was no longer feverish, he felt relieved but, in an instant, met Lin Yixun’s eyes filled with hatred. Hearing this, the man’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the air seemed to grow tense as their eyes locked. After a long silence, Leng Yixiu slowly withdrew his hand, moved his gaze away, and said in a low voice, "You must be hungry. I asked Sister Yi to make you some porridge." As he spoke, he dialed Sister Yi’s number, briefly explained a few things, and soon there was a knock on the door. "Sir, the porridge you asked me to make for Miss Lin is ready. Let her drink it while it’s hot." Sister Yi had worried about Lin Yixun all night. Hearing Leng Yixiu’s request to make porridge in the morning put her at ease. Since the sir requested her to make porridge for Miss Lin, it meant he hadn’t troubled her much the previous day, and Miss Lin hadn’t angered him. Watching Leng Yixiu walk to the bed, scooping a spoonful of hot porridge from the bowl, and personally bringing it to Miss Lin’s lips, Sister Yi couldn’t help but smile with relief. Sir had finally learned to lower his pride to please Miss Lin. This was the right way. All women need to be pampered. If Sir continued to treat Miss Lin so gently, how could she stay upset with him forever? In Sister Yi’s eyes, the reason Lin Yixun ignored Leng Yixiu was just a minor disagreement. She didn’t know what Lin Yixun had been through. Just as she was feeling relieved at the improvement in their relationship, Lin Yixun’s angry voice came from the master bedroom, "Save your kindness for your Cheng Ying. I don’t care!" This was followed by the sound of a bowl smashing. Startled by the sudden noise, Sister Yi looked through the slightly open door and saw Leng Yixiu walking out of the master bedroom with a desolate expression. Seeing her standing outside, the man was somewhat surprised but didn’t have time to think about it. He simply said with a sullen face, "Clean up inside." "Sir, your clothes are dirty. Shall I fetch a clean set for you?" Following Sister Yi’s gaze, the man noticed that his pajamas were also stained with porridge and nodded. Leng Yixiu changed his clothes, gave Sister Yi a few instructions to take good care of Lin Yixun, and then left, likely heading to the company. After seeing Leng Yixiu off, Sister Yi returned to the master bedroom. After cleaning up the mess on the floor, she went to the kitchen to get a bowl of hot porridge and tentatively asked, "Miss Lin, would you like some hot porridge?" Lin Yixun lay weakly on the bed, expressionless, "I don’t want to eat. Please leave." "How can you not eat? From yesterday noon until now, you haven’t had a bite. If this continues, your body won’t take it." "I can’t eat anything." "Please try to eat a little. I cooked this porridge all morning. It’s thick and fragrant. Just take a bite, okay?" After much persuasion, Sister Yi finally convinced Lin Yixun. Seeing her change her mind, Sister Yi couldn’t help but feel happy and brought a spoonful of hot porridge to Lin Yixun’s mouth. But no sooner had Lin Yixun swallowed the porridge than her empty stomach spasmed violently. Not only did she throw up everything she had eaten, but she also vomited bile. Seeing Lin Yixun’s face twisted in pain, Sister Yi couldn’t help but feel heartbroken. She quickly grabbed a tissue to clean her up. At this moment, Lin Yixun lifted her eyes and gave a bitter smile. "I told you, I can’t eat." After this, Sister Yi didn’t dare to convince Lin Yixun to eat anything else. "Sister Yi, please leave. I’m tired." Sister Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously. She tucked Lin Yixun in carefully and silently withdrew. Once she left the master bedroom, she called Leng Yixiu and told him everything that had happened. Hearing this, a barely noticeable hint of pain flashed across the man’s indifferent face. After a long silence, he finally said, "Okay, I understand." Hanging up the phone, the man leaned back weakly in his boss chair. He had a feeling that things were moving in a direction beyond his control, veering off track, and there was nothing he could do but grip the steering wheel tightly. After thinking for a long time, Leng Yixiu called Cen Lin to ask how to deal with Lin Yixun’s condition. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net "She had a fever all night and is naturally weak now. Plus, she hasn’t eaten anything all day. Her stomach is empty, so it’s normal that she can’t eat shredded pork porridge. Ask the housekeeper to make some light porridge for her and let her go out, get some sun. She’ll be fine in a few days." Hearing Cen Lin’s words, Leng Yixiu finally felt relieved. Sure enough, at noon, Sister Yi called to say Lin Yixun had managed to eat a little. So, in the afternoon, the high-pressure atmosphere in the CEO’s office suddenly changed. The usually stern Boss Leng’s face also softened considerably. This left the company’s executives puzzled, except for Assistant Chen, who could roughly guess the reason. It must have something to do with the lady at the Half Mountain Villa. Now, the lady at the Half Mountain Villa, Miss Lin, had almost become the barometer of the big boss’s mood. Her every move affected his emotions. Ah, no matter how unbeatable and decisive the big boss was in the business world, when it came to love, he was just a man troubled by emotions. It was true what they say, even heroes fall for beautiful women. But Assistant Chen couldn’t understand why the big boss cared so much for Miss Lin, who couldn’t compare to his fiancée.