Chapter 250 - Master Is Scary When He’s Gentle (1/2)

The president put up his fist beside his lips. He seemed to be smiling, yet it looked like he was holding in his laughter. There were other people around, and it was not right for Shen Qianshu to do or say anything, so she just quietly followed the president to the top floor. The VIP room was a place with two wards and a hall, clear and white. There were some daisies situated by the windows, and there were also fruits placed on the side table. It could clearly be seen that they had put in a lot of effort to make it a warm and clean place. It did not look like anyone had stayed here before. There was not even the antiseptic smell that Shen Qianshu hated.

The president came over personally and helped her put on her drip.

The president said, “Miss Shen, I shall take my leave. If you need any help, just press on the button with the bell icon. If you need food or drinks, just inform us. I’ve seen your medical report. You have not been getting enough rest lately, and your immunity level is very low. That is why you caught a cold. It’s nothing serious. After you wake up from your sleep when the drip is done, the fever should be gone.”

“Okay thanks, sir. Sorry to trouble you.”

“No trouble, no trouble!” The president handled all the matters regardless of whether they were trivial or important and left the room. Shen Qianshu went on the bed and rested. Ye Ling sat by the window, still looking at the documents. Shen Qianshu thought, How delightful!

She thought that she was really sick. Otherwise, why would she feel so heartwarming? Ye Ling was exceptionally warm and gentle tonight.

Gentle. It was a word that no one would expect to be associated with him.

“Master, one night here must cost a bomb, huh?” She was beginning her small talk. Anyway, Ye Ling never minded every time she made awkward small talks.

“Even little princess can afford it.”

“…”

Do I have to be brainwashed with ‘little princess’ every day!

“Master, did something great happen that made you happy today?”

Ye Ling raised his head, stared at her, and then furrowed his eyebrows. He seemed to not understand why she asked that question. Shen Qianshu smiled and said, “Your voice is lowered by a few octaves today, and you never lost your temper.”

“Are you masochistic?! Do you only feel good when you are yelled at?”

Shen Qianshu replied. “I’m sorry.”

Indeed, she felt that she should not have tested his patience.

The gentleness was just for a moment.