"Master Zhang, what are you thinking about?"

Song Wanqing propped her head up with one hand, lying on her side on the bed watching him, her creamy long legs stretched out from the blanket.

And her whole expression was teasing yet smiling.

"Wanqing, you… what do you think I should be thinking about?"

Lying on his bed.

Wearing a little nightgown, teasing him so magnificently, and now you ask him what he's thinking?

You tell me what he could possibly be thinking at this moment!!

"Wouldn't you love that, no paid storyline here, it's too cold, I saw this quilt so cold and decided to warm the bed for you, Master Zhang."

Song Wanqing quickly flipped the blanket away like a rabbit.

Then she rolled off the bed and ran to her own bed by the window.

"Warm the bed???"

Zhang Lingchuan was full of question marks.

He's getting more and more confused about what this quirky girl is thinking.

You'd think she's innocent if she didn't know what her actions meant.

But just listen to the sultry words from her mouth, this little girl knows everything.

So, clearly teasing him, and as soon as he steels his heart, she runs away, still pretending to genuinely help him warm the bed.

"Of course, now go to sleep, Master Zhang."

Song Wanqing pulled up the covers.

Then turned off the light.

"..."

Zhang Lingchuan was speechless, but since she'd already said that, what else could he do?

He could only crawl under the covers to sleep.

Not to mention that it felt quite comfortable after she warmed it, the only thing was the faint scent of a girl...

"Master Zhang." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

About five minutes of tranquility later.

Just as a wave of drowsiness hit him, and Zhang Lingchuan was about to fall asleep in the fragrance-filled quilt.

Suddenly, he felt the bed next to him move slightly.

Then a voice slowly emerged.

In the faint light, Zhang Lingchuan saw a pair of big eyes looking at him, with an expression ever so mischievous.

Her big eyes blinked, with a smile on her lips, and her little fangs and dimples showed.

"What, does Comrade Xiao Song want to come over to sleep?"

Zhang Lingchuan was indeed tired today, especially after lying in bed, the sleepiness hit him even harder.

After all, he used a Stamina Potion today. Although it can restore strength, the physical toll is very real.

"In your dreams, I'm not letting you get a chance to exploit an employee. I was just thinking about Yunshan Village today, Xiaotao is such an understanding kid, and everyone was so enthusiastic. When do you think we can visit again next time?"

Now, she couldn't go to Master Zhang's quilt, in case a hug turned into a touch, and then a little snuggle...

It's not just a man who can't resist; who can stand it when emotions run deep.

Restraint, restraint.

However, occasionally teasing Teacher Zhang to warm the bed is harmless, as long as she isn't caught and pinned down on the bed.

Speaking of which, considering the other person's size compared to her small frame... if he really pressed her down, it could be...

So, Song Wanqing turning away was definitely not playing with fire; that'd burn herself out. She just remembered Xiaotao from today.

This was her first visit to an ethnic minority area.

Aside from that Hundred Herbs Soup, which was a psychological shadow, everything else left a deep impression.

She was even thinking about having another chance to come back.

No, she should definitely come back if there's a next chance.

"Oh… just come if you want. But this thing about exploiting employees..."

Zhang Lingchuan heard this and was full of black lines.

Who said who was taking the initiative?

Which normal employee warms their boss's bed?

Besides, weren't they partners? When did they become boss and employee?

"Hehe, isn't Master Zhang my boss now? So as a boss, don't always think about exploiting your secretary. The secretary is just a senior in college."

Song Wanqing grinned.

"???"

Zhang Lingchuan's whole face turned into question marks upon hearing this.

What do you mean thinking about exploiting the secretary all day?

Is this something someone would say?!

Who's been the one teasing him all along?

"Sleep, sleep!"

Song Wanqing didn't pay attention to Zhang Lingchuan's questioning look, and after accomplishing her little teasing goal, she covered herself with the blanket and went to sleep, though it was unclear if she truly did.

But one thing is for sure, there certainly was no paid storyline that night.

After all, the secretary is just a senior in college.

If possible, she would add that she hasn't even had a relationship yet, how could she just give away her most precious thing?

Old Song is quite traditional, and naturally, so is Xiaosong as she's inherited that, being a rather traditional girl.

Just playful sometimes to tease Master Zhang, to grease the wheels of their relationship, and ensure he doesn't get charmed away by some other vixen.

Far up north in Chun City, in a big apartment.

Old Song had just fallen asleep too.

Just ten minutes earlier.

He felt strangely uneasy, unable to fall asleep.

It was only after he had a glass of warm water that he calmed down slightly.

And at this moment, in a villa complex in Chun City.

At around midnight, nearing one, Huang Xiangning received some good news from overseas, and then Old Shen was woken up.

The time quickly turned to the next morning.

At eight-thirty.

Song Wanqing and Zhang Lingchuan hadn't gotten up yet.

But at the Multi-ethnic County People's Hospital, Du Cai Zhi, diagnosed by Zhang Lingchuan yesterday as likely having stomach cancer, had already arrived at the endoscopy room.

Her husband and two children were waiting outside.

"Dad, what's stomach cancer?"

At that moment, a child's voice with a lisp asked outside.

After all, the child was only three or four years old and didn't understand many things.

But the word she'd heard her parents mention the most was stomach cancer.