Mu Chen held Song Ning's hand. "Are you feeling sick? I'll ask the doctor to come over and take a look."
Following that, he touched Song Ning's forehead with the back of his hand. She did not have a fever, but her forehead was cold to the touch.
Song Ning grabbed Mu Chen's hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I want to sleep for a while. You don't have to stay with me; you can deal with your work. Moreover, I won't be able to calm down if you're here. I'll call you when I wake up." She spoke with great difficulty as though she was enduring excruciating pain.
Mu Chen rubbed her hand as he said, "Okay, I won't disturb you."
He covered Song Ning with a quilt and did as she asked. He knew she was calm and independent. After walking out of the lounge, he saw the secretary entering his office.
"Mr. Mu, Mr. Ye is waiting for you in the restaurant downstairs."
Mu Chen nodded, glanced at the door of the lounge, and said to the secretary, "My wife is resting in the lounge. Please keep an eye on her. When she wakes up, call me immediately."
The secretary concealed her surprise and nodded in response.
While Mu Chen was in the elevator, Ye Cheng called him. However, he did not answer Ye Cheng's call. When he found Ye Cheng in the restaurant, his phone was still ringing.
Ye Cheng asked with a hint of helplessness, "Hey, don't you think you're crossing the line, Mu Chen?"
Mu Chen took a seat across from Ye Cheng.
After Ye Cheng put his phone down on the table, he said in a nosy tone, "Hey, if you'd arrived ten minutes earlier, you would've been able to watch a good show."
Mu Chen raised an eyebrow and poured himself a cup of tea as he waited for Ye Cheng to continue.
Ye Cheng leaned forward and said, "Guess who I just saw." However, when he saw the expression on Mu Chen's face, he knew Mu Chen had no intention of answering him. After all, Mu Chen was much more serious, unlike Cheng Che. Therefore, he continued to say with a chuckle, "Ning Zhe! He was pestering a young woman! I didn't expect the calm and prudent Ning Zhe is actually a veteran in love. Moreover, his target is a girl in her twenties!"
Ye Cheng clicked his tongue before he continued to say, "We, young people, truly can't hold a candle to these old people. You and I are both so handsome and rich, and yet, we still struggle to find a good partner. On the other hand, the older generation is targeting twenty-five-year-olds. I really can't believe this."
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