"I'm back, I asked Auntie to heat up the food, let's eat together."
When he got home, it was already nine in the evening.
Jiang Qingxue sat at the dining table reading the report on her laptop, the food on the table had already grown cold.
"Haven't you eaten yet?"
Qin Guang asked, somewhat surprised.
"Grandpa's health hasn't fully recovered, I let him eat first and then go to sleep. We're about to get married, I felt obliged to wait for you to come back so we could eat together,"
Jiang Qingxue didn't turn around, her gaze still fixed on the report in the email.
Qin Guang noticed her face looked tired.
He couldn't help but be moved.
He recalled today's encounter at the Wu Group. He had waited the entire afternoon under the scorching sun outside the Wu Group's building, and they hadn't even spent a minute to hear his explanation of the pharmacology.
If he hadn't run into Wu Yue today, he would probably have waited outside the Wu Group's doors in vain all day.
Just managing one project was already this difficult.
One could only imagine how challenging it must be for Jiang Qingxue, as the President of the corporation, managing nearly a thousand employees.
After all, she was actually a year younger than him.
Thinking of this, Qin Guang couldn't help but feel a pang of distress.
He slowly approached her, placing his hands on Jiang Qingxue's forehead.
"What are you doing?"
Jiang Qingxue shuddered and turned to ask.
"Don't move, I'm going to give you a massage."
Qin Guang gently cupped her smooth cheeks with his hands, his thumbs pressing on Jiang Qingxue's temples as True Qi flowed into her head.
"Mmm, Qin Guang, you can use a bit more strength."
Jiang Qingxue felt all the fatigue of the day vanish completely, experiencing an unprecedented comfort.
'Actually, he's quite nice, though a bit soft in character, but he really takes good care of me.'
'I'm dominant, and his being a bit weak is probably for the best.'
'If it comes to it, I'll be the one to earn money for the family, and I'll protect him.'
During the day, she had been somewhat angry about Qin Guang's 'timidity.'
But at this moment, Jiang Qingxue only felt an unprecedented warmth.
Feeling the comfort spreading from her head.
Jiang Qingxue couldn't help but recall the treatment Qin Guang had given her the day before.
She blurted out, "How many more treatments will it take for the illness in my chest to heal?"
"The issue with your chest is rather complex, due to a unique constitution that leads to stagnant blood and Qi. I can't see the specific cause yet, but I opened up the stagnated blood and Qi in your chest yesterday."
Qin Guang looked puzzled.
According to his experience, the treatment from yesterday should at least ensure a month of pain-free.
He spoke softly, "Why don't we go to your bedroom, and I'll check it again?"
Hearing this, even the assertive Jiang Qingxue's cheeks flushed with a quiet crimson.
She had regretted her words the moment she uttered them.
It made it seem like she was eager to have Qin Guang massage her.
But the next second, the words that came out of Jiang Qingxue's mouth were: "Okay, check it again, please."
"Then I'll massage it again."
Upon hearing this, Qin Guang swept her into his arms and headed towards the bedroom.
Soon, Jiang Qingxue's suppressed moans drifted out from the bedroom.
...
Time passed neither too quickly nor too slowly, and three days flew by.
This afternoon was the scheduled time for the Wu Group's hospital tendering conference.
First thing in the morning, Wu Yue called to tell Qin Guang that everything was arranged, and the official email would be sent to him as soon as they started work.
Qin Guang was in a great mood and whistled on his way to the company.
But what he faced was the marketing director, Yang Zhong, holding a mop and a rag, "Qin Guang, you haven't forgotten your military order, have you? Today is the day of the Wu Group's tender, but we haven't received the invitation to the tender yet. Do you want to clean toilets, or do you want to be fired?"
"Why should I be cleaning toilets? Are you so sure I haven't handled everything? Perhaps the invitation will come at any moment?"
Qin Guang frowned.
He had intended to announce the good news immediately, but Yang Zhong couldn't wait even a minute.
Although everyone saw Qin Guang as Jiang Qingxue's man, while the rest of the marketing department were people of Jiang Qingxue's uncle.
They were all from the same company, was there really a need to rush this much?
But clearly, Qin Guang had underestimated how low Yang Zhong and his group could stoop.
At that moment, the other colleagues from the marketing department gathered around, standing by Yang Zhong, they all mocked Qin Guang, taking pleasure in his misfortune.
"Heh, at this point, and you're still talking tough."
"Daring to make a military order, I thought he was capable. Yet three days have passed, and nothing has been done."
"The president brought this guy over, and he's really screwed things up, huh?"
"Qin Guang, our company doesn't feed the idle. Better do a good job cleaning those toilets later, we don't like the stink."
"After you use the mop, remember to wipe down with a rag in your hands afterward. You're just good for cleaning toilets."
"..."
Hearing these insults, Qin Guang felt a surge of anger and shouted, "Shut up, every one of you jerks!"