The bathroom was filled with the fragrance of soothing essential oils, Gu Chen sat in the bathtub, imagining An Xiaoran putting bath water for him, feeling inexplicably comfortable.

An Xiaoran, who is sick, is much more pleasing to the eye than An Xiaoran, who is covered with thorns. The way she leaned into his arms made him feel like he was the only one she could rely on. This feeling of being needed is not bad.

After taking a shower and changing into a new nightgown, Gu Chen slowly walked out. In front of the desk, there is also a bowl of porridge, which is specially covered with an insulated lid, and the porridge inside also maintains the original temperature. An Xiaoran's dishes and chopsticks were cleaned up, and there was a post-it note next to it, on which the word "thank you" was neatly written.

Gu Chen sat down and tossed all night, he was indeed hungry.

Tearing off the post-it note, he looked left and right, and finally placed it neatly in the drawer on the left side of his desk.

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An Xiaoran woke up, and it was already past nine o'clock. She quickly got up and repeatedly checked the time on the phone screen, thinking that she had misread it. However, those numbers had been clearly written, she, was late.

After getting dressed as quickly as possible, An Xiaoran ran downstairs, Steward Zhou was cleaning, and when she saw that she was awake, she greeted with a smile: "Miss An, breakfast is ready, please use it." ”

"Steward Zhou, where's Gu Chen?"

"Young master, he has already gone to the company. ”

"Won't you take me with you?"

You must know that the villa area where Gu Chen lives is large and partial, and the community does not allow foreign vehicles to enter, so she has to take a taxi and walk a long way.

"The young master said that Miss An is sick and should stay at home to recuperate, and she doesn't have to go to the company today. ”

Gu Chen's approach made An Xiaoran speechless for a while. How could he do it without her permission? Yesterday's shooting task was so intense, they didn't have much time left, and she only worked for one day and called sick and asked for leave, which caused too bad an impact.

What's more, she is responsible for T&G endorsement, and if she can't hand in the task as scheduled, Gu Chen won't be worried.

It's so irresponsible, it's so irresponsible!

"No, I can't rest today!"

An Xiaoran said, and was about to run out. Seeing this, Steward Zhou hurriedly stopped her.

"Miss An, you are still sick, the young master specially instructed ...... this morning"

"Steward Zhou, I'm fine, you don't have to worry. If Gu Chen asked, he would say that I was at home. ”

Steward Zhou didn't let her go, and pointed to the monitoring above her head in embarrassment: "Don't embarrass me, Mr. Gu can see it." ”

An Xiaoran looked up at the monitor, she had forgotten that in a villa as big as Gu Chen, the security system must be very comprehensive. Usually, the situation in the villa will be uploaded to Gu Chen's portable device without dead ends, so that even if he works in the company, he can always know what is happening at home.

An Xiaoran had no choice but to call Gu Chen, but Secretary Duan answered it.

"The president is in a meeting and it is not convenient to answer the phone. He said that if Miss An called, let me convey it, saying that the company's affairs do not need Miss An to worry about, and it has been properly arranged. Sister Pan, he has been informed, you just need to recuperate at home with peace of mind. ”

Gu Chen is always so domineering when he does things. She didn't want to cause trouble to Steward Zhou and Secretary Duan, so she could only say 'trouble' and hung up.

However, out of politeness, An Xiaoran still made a phone call to Sister Pan in person and told her the reason. Sister Pan was very cheerful, and did not have any dissatisfaction because of this, and said that the project in the development zone has been newly adjusted, and the problem of shooting is not urgent, and the next section can only be filmed when the design drawing is completely finalized, and she will be notified at that time.

An Xiaoran thought of Lu Xingchuan almost immediately.

Regarding the adjustment of architectural design, isn't it the construction problem that Lu Xingchuan is fighting for, that is to say, today, Lu Xingchuan and Gu Chen officially signed a contract.

She didn't understand Gu Chen, he had a hostile relationship with the Zhan family, and last night, he had a conflict with Lu Xingchuan again. Their enemies were very angry when they saw each other, and they should not be able to continue to cooperate, but Gu Chen didn't care about this, but handed over such an important work as construction to Lu Xingchuan.

What exactly does he want to do......

"Miss An, the young master is also for your good health. Let's sit down and have some breakfast, stomach problems need to be carefully maintained, but you can't be sloppy, otherwise at my age, there will be hardship. ”

Since Sister Pan said that she could rest at home, An Xiaoran had no need to insist.

"By the way, Gu Chen had a fever yesterday, has his fever subsided?"

Steward Zhou shook his head: "The young master didn't tell me that he was sick, and this morning, he didn't look any different." What's wrong, is he seriously ill?"

An Xiaoran hurriedly waved his hand: "It should have been raining when I accompanied me to see a doctor last night, and he was fine." ”

She sat down at the table, and a hearty breakfast was ready. The breakfast was as rich as ever, a piece of oatmeal toast was coated with a light cream, and considering An Xiaoran's stomach attack, Steward Zhou specially boiled porridge for her. The taste of the porridge is very glutinous, but it is still a little worse than what Gu Chen made for her.

Steward Zhou carefully served porridge to An Xiaoran, personally opened the eggshell for her, smiled and said, 'Please use it slowly', and went to continue cleaning.

"Excuse me, Steward Zhou. ”

An Xiaoran took a sip of porridge and ate some fried eggs, which were originally a little uncomfortable, but they all became much better.

Seeing An Xiaoran drinking porridge, Steward Zhou was relieved.

An Xiaoran looked at Steward Zhou curiously, according to Steward Zhou's age, he should be the old man next to Gu Chen. It can be seen that Gu Chen trusts her very much, and handing over the key to her also shows that the relationship between Steward Zhou and Gu Chen is good.

However, since she is in charge of the housekeeping work of such a large villa, why doesn't she choose to live here, but instead go to live next door? You must know that every inch of land in this community, whether it is the house resettled by Gu Chen or the real estate purchased by Steward Zhou himself, it is not cost-effective.

Secondly, Steward Zhou said that An Xiaoran was the first woman Gu Chen brought back to the villa, but the decoration style of the guest room was girly, and Gu Chen called home that day and asked Steward Zhou to clean up the room, just a dinner, she had already cleaned up the guest room. In such a short period of time, it is impossible to make major changes to the room, unless, it is the way it is.

So who was this room for?

What made her even more strange was that she had always felt that Steward Zhou looked at her very strangely, and the first time they met, it was like seeing an acquaintance. Maybe it was just a delusion on her part, or maybe they really saw it somewhere and she didn't know it......

"Steward Zhou, do we know each other?"

Steward Zhou was mopping the floor, and when she heard An Xiaoran ask him like this, she was stunned, and the movements in her hands stopped. The action was fleeting, and soon, she went on with her busy work as if she hadn't heard anything.

However, this small movement was noticed by An Xiaoran, who had been observing Steward Zhou.

"Steward Zhou, I'm asking you. ”

What is she running away from?

Steward Zhou turned around and continued her standard smile. "Miss An, what did you just say?"

"I said......" Looking at her smile, An Xiaoran suddenly couldn't ask, "No, it's nothing ......"

Maybe she's been too sensitive lately, so she pays attention to these inconsequential things, how could Steward Zhou know her? Even if Steward Zhou knew him, why didn't he tell her clearly at the first time, but hide the truth.

Steward Zhou turned around and continued to mop the floor with a mop, but the fading smile seemed more and more gloomy and terrifying.