"Alright."
As soon as Song Yue finished giving instructions, his assistant swiftly got into action, and within ten minutes, arrived at the office with the necessary items.
To avoid Ning Xuan disturbing other employees' work, Song Yue brought her into his office.
He took the bag of items the assistant had purchased, prepared some hot water, then handed it to Ning Xuan to drink.
After taking the medicine and drinking the hot water, Ning Xuan was feeling much better, so she closed her eyes to take a rest.
Watching Ning Xuan, Song Yue took out a fever patch from the bag, tore open the packaging, and placed it on Ning Xuan's forehead.
His well-defined hand smoothed over the patch on Ning Xuan's forehead.
As he watched, Song Yue swallowed a few times before mustering the courage to speak.
"Can't you be a little more ambitious?"
"Be bold and take me, then my savings of several hundred million are all yours."
"..."
"What I mean is, do you want to be with me?"
"..."
"..."
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