Chapter 319 Benson's Request

The early sun shone into the office of the president of the SG group. Malcolm was sitting in front of the office chair reading the newspaper. On the newspaper, there was a picture on which Poppi was going to the bar. As he was reading the photo, the door of the office was knocked by someone.

"Come in." Malcolm sipped his coffee and wondered what had happened early in the morning.

"Mr. Mo." Sean pushed the door open and said, "well, Mr. Ji, Benson is here. He wants to see you. He is waiting for you downstairs."

"Benson?" Malcolm was confused.

"Yes." "Should I let him in?" Sean asked

Malcolm frowned and thought for a while. Then he said, "cancel the meeting with Miss. Claudia. Let Benson come in."

"Okay, Mr. Mo." Sean responded, walked out and closed the door for Malcolm.

"Don't close the door." "Open it!" said Malcolm

"Yes." Then Sean turned around and left.

Hearing this, Malcolm could roughly guess what Benson was doing. But he didn't expect Benson to come so soon.

When Benson came upstairs, he saw that the door of Malcolm's office was open. Malcolm was standing in front of the French window with his back to him, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and taking a sip from time to time. In the reflection of the floor to ceiling window, there were some complex expressions on his face.

The man in front of him was domineering and introverted. No matter what happened, he was always like a king. Even though they were both men and didn't have much communication, Benson still appreciated Malcolm a lot. Such a man was the one who could live together with Poppi for the whole life.

Knock, knock, knock

There was a knock on the door. Actually, Malcolm had already noticed Benson. Hearing the voice, he turned around, smiled and made a gesture of welcome, "Mr. Ji, welcome. Come in."

"Thank you." As Benson walked into Malcolm's office, he looked around and spotted the pink nodding doll on the desk. The decoration didn't fit with the whole office style. Thinking of that woman, he felt it was somehow harmonious.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Ji." Malcolm put down the coffee, walked to the sofa and asked, "would you like something to drink?"

"No, I won't drink it." Benson shook his head and directly sat on the sofa.

"All right." At the same time, Malcolm sat down beside Benson, and exchanged polite greetings with him. After a long time, he came to the point, "in the past few years, Mr. Ji seldom come out. Today, you come to the SG group to see me, you must have something very important to tell me, right?"

Putting his hand to his mouth, Benson cleared his throat and said apologetically, "yes, it's very important. At least I think it's very important to me and Mr. Mo."

"Haha..." Malcolm smiled and sat leisurely. "What's the matter?"

"Don't pretend that you don't know we're here." With a smile on his pale face, Benson shrugged and said, "of course I come for what happen

."

His heart jolted, and Malcolm didn't know what to say.

Although Benson was thin, he left with a awe inspiring force.

Malcolm stood there for a long time.

In the hospital of Ye city

Wendy woke up in half a morning. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Barry at the bedside. She curled up with uncomfortableness.

"You woke up?" As soon as Wendy opened her eyes, Barry hastily stood up and helped her sit up. He asked with concern, "how are you? Are you feeling good? I'll call for a doctor! "

Before Wendy could say a word, Barry had already turned around and went out. After ordering his men at the door, he turned around and walked to Wendy with a lunch box in his hand. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? It's porridge. "

"I'm not hungry yet." Wendy asked in a hoarse voice. There was still an itch on her body, especially her face. When she was about to scratch her face, she was stopped by Barry.

"Leave it alone." Holding Wendy's swollen hand, Barry continued, "do you feel itchy on your face? Let me blow it for you. " After saying that, Barry bent down, got close to Wendy's face and gently blew on her reddish skin.

A coolness flashed on her face. Although Barry exhaled a stream of hot air, it really calmed her down. Wendy's face turned redder and she tried to hide. She was not used to the gentle and strange Barry.

The doctor soon arrived. Barry asked a lot of questions. He had been asking all things about Wendy, such as food, drinking and how to take care of her.

"The doctor said you could have some porridge." After the doctor left, Barry opened the lunchbox, filled a bowl of porridge for Wendy, and took it in front of Wendy in person. He tested the temperature and said, "come on, have some porridge."

"I can do it myself." Wendy didn't know why Barry was so nice and friendly to her. She wasn't used to it.

"Let me do it! We made an appointment to let you stay with me for one month. "