If he hadn't been stunned by anger at the time, he would rather bite himself than hurt her.

He wanted to ask, asked if her hand still hurt, and wanted to tell her that he was sorry, but the words were in his throat, but he couldn't say anything.

Qiao Yue seemed to notice Su Mingyuan's strange appearance, she raised her head and saw that he was looking at her, looking like she wanted to say something.

Facing Shang Qiao Yue's inquiring gaze, Su Mingyuan looked away indifferently as if he was fine, picked up the coffee on the side and took a sip.

It seems that Qiao Yue, who is sitting opposite, is a transparent air to him, without a sense of existence.

Maybe she was suspicious, what could Su Mingyuan say to her.

Qiao Yue lowered her head and continued to eat the breakfast in front of her quietly.

In fact, the breakfast is very simple, toast baked in the toast, ham, omelette with a little salt on top, even the milk is taken out of the refrigerator and put in the microwave to heat up.

When she was alone, Qiao Yue was often like this, two slices of bread, an omelette, and a slice of ham were a simple breakfast.

But this morning's breakfast, Qiao Yue felt that it was particularly delicious.

Qiao Yue was very quiet when she ate, very gentle, chewing slowly, it seemed to be a pleasure.

Is it that delicious?

Su Mingyuan watched Qiao Yue eat with relish as if he had tasted the delicacies of the world, and glanced down at the bread and omelette on his plate.

It's obviously fried in a pan, how do you feel that she seems to be better than her own.

Su Mingyuan held the coffee and looked at Qiao Yue, who was eating breakfast seriously, while drinking coffee.

It seems that watching Qiao Yue eat is happier than eating by herself.

Su Mingyuan noticed that Qiao Yue had painted makeup today, although it was only a little powder, but it was already so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Qiao Yue's clothes were also worn when she went to the company.

He knew that Qiao Yue was planning to go to the company, and aside from personal feelings, he always knew that Qiao Yue was a very hard-working employee.

But last night she still had a high fever, although the symptoms of the cold have improved, but not completely better, do not rule out the possibility of recurrence. Besides, it was still raining outside, and he thought she had better rest at home.

But as a boss, he understands Qiao Yue's eagerness to work.

The Lecheng project team's preparation for the competition has reached a crucial stage, and there is still a month to participate in the bidding, and the workload of one day may delay the progress.

However, work is important, but in Su Mingyuan's heart, the most important thing is Qiao Yue.

He is not like the woman he loves, who works while sick and still works for him.

Su Mingyuan put down the coffee cup and looked at Qiao Yue, "I'll go to the study later." ”

After speaking, he got up neatly, regardless of Qiao Yue's reaction, and walked directly outside.

Qiao Yue had just cut a corner of bread and was about to put it in her mouth, when she was interrupted by Su Mingyuan's sudden words.

When she looked up, she saw Su Mingyuan's chic action of getting up and turning to leave, leaving her with only a tall and handsome back.

"Oh." Qiao Yuehou responded consciously, and she didn't know if Su Mingyuan heard it.

Seeing Su Mingyuanhai wearing home clothes, he didn't seem to have the intention of going out.

I don't know what he told him to go to the study, but he still had an expression thousands of miles away from her last night.

Qiao Yue couldn't think of a reason, so she simply didn't want to, lowered her head, and continued to eat breakfast.

Su Mingyuan's words, of course she didn't dare to slack off.

After quickly settling the rest of the breakfast, he then packed up Su Mingyuan and his own utensils, and hurriedly walked towards the second floor.

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