Chapter 140

Yuan Hui was surprised to see him. She thought he would not be here today. "Why are you here?" he asked.

"Look at you." He walked over to the bed and set the lunch he had brought down on the table. "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet." Yuan Hui answered.

"What a coincidence, I was just about to go buy lunch for Sister Hui." The man who had been sizing up Yi Hao En stood up and smiled at Yuan Hui. "Sister Hui, this is …"

"Him?" Yuan Hui smiled and turned to look at him. "An old friend."

Hearing Yuan Hui's words, he knew that she was still holding a grudge from the previous night. However, he was slightly displeased, but he still extended his hand and greeted, "Hello, I'm the President of the Yi family, Ihorn."

The man was surprised but did not show any fear. He shook his hand politely and said, "Hello, CEO Yi. I'm the manager of Huiying Technology. My name is Ning Lang, Baoding, bright and clear."

"Manager Ning is really young and promising. Huiying Technology has quite a good reputation in City Z." The corners of Ihoun's mouth lifted.

"No, not at all. There's still a bit of a difference when compared to the Yi family's food and beverages." Ning Lang smiled.

Even though the two of them were speaking politely with smiles on their faces, the hand they were holding each other with was also full of hidden strength.

"It's getting late. Manager Ning, you should go back first." Yuan Hui smiled and interrupted, "Thank you for specially coming to visit me." Originally, she was requesting for a leave of absence on the phone, but who knew that Manager Ning would suddenly come running over? She was shocked as well.

"Alright, Sister Hui, take a good rest. Call me anytime if you need anything." Ning Lang added as if he was joking, "As you wish."

"Haha, how would I dare?" Yuan Hui laughed. Although this Manager Ning was young, he was able to work very well and was very good to his subordinates. Yuan Hui still had a good impression of him and would occasionally make harmless jokes while he was in the company.

"Hehe, Sister Hui, I'm leaving first. I'll come see you after work." Ning Lang looked at Ihorn and nodded. "Goodbye, Director Yi."

"Take care." Ihoun turned sideways.

Ning Lang walked away. From an angle that Yuan Hui could not see, the two men looked at each other for a brief moment.

After Ning Lang had closed the door and left, Ihoun asked in annoyance, "Who is he?"

"My boss." "What did you buy?" Yuan Hui looked at the nutritious lunch that he had brought with him. She was a little hungry, too. She had bought all the stuff, so it would be a waste if she didn't eat it.

"Lunch." Ihoun replied.

"Nonsense." Yuan Hui rolled his eyes at him. This guy was always like this. Asking him a question was extremely tiring.

Instead of replying, Ihoun took the initiative to support Yuan Hui at the small table on her bed and helped her sit up.

"Hiss …" Yuan Hui sucked in a breath of cold air in pain.

"Slow down." "Relax," he said, lifting Yuan Hui's pillow.

"Right." Yuan Hui responded and slowly leaned against the soft pillow.

"Does it still hurt?" Are you feeling better? " Ihoun asked as he held Yuan Hui's hand.

"Yes, it's fine." Yuan Hui took a few deep breaths and felt the pain lessen a little.

"Let's eat." Ihoun opened the box and placed the food on the small table. There was a bowl of mushroom and vegetable congee, two side dishes, and a small plate of yellow milk bag and a plate of Soup Dumplings.

"Steamed Bun, you eat it yourself. I can't eat it." Yuan Hui said as he picked up the spoon. He wanted to drink the porridge, but he realized that he was still a distance away from the table. If he wanted to eat, he would need to lean his body forward.

While she was struggling with herself, he reached for the spoon in her hand. "I'll feed it to you."

"Screech!" Yuan Hui smiled and said sarcastically, "This [old friend] of yours has done quite well!"

"You!" "Are you done yet?"

"Hmph." Who told him to be so angry with her last night, he deserved it.

"Open your mouth." With a frown, he scooped up a spoonful of the porridge.

"…" Yuan Hui did not continue to object and instead opened her mouth wide. If she was made of steel or iron, there was no need for her to go through with what she had just eaten.

Once, Yuan Hui had a high fever, so he stayed at home to take care of her. He cooked congee and also fed it to her, one bite at a time. She loved eating the dishes she cooked, and every time he cooked, she would eat until she was full.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and then he remembered the man from before: "That Manager Ning from earlier looked quite young."

"Right." Yuan Hui replied, "Twenty-nine years old. Don't look at his young age, he's very capable."

"Hmph." Ihoun snorted coldly and said sourly, "You're optimistic about him."

"Of course." Yuan Hui raised his head. That was her superior, how could she not think highly of her superior?

"…" Ihoun frowned but didn't say anything. He fed the whole bowl of porridge to Yuan Hui, tidied up the bowl, and then sat back on the chair without saying a word.

After all, he had been a husband and wife for many years. Yuan Hui could tell that he was not in a good mood. "Are you angry?" he asked.

Ihoun had been like this since they were in love, and if he was angry, he wouldn't say a word. If you wanted to ask him, he wouldn't admit it.

"Nope." He remained silent.

"Hah." Yuan Hui smiled and shook his head helplessly. This Yi Hao En really hadn't changed at all. This time, he was slightly moved. If it was before, all she had to do was act coquettishly and coax him, and he would be fine. But now, she didn't have this stance nor this obligation, "Eat these two plates of steamed buns. It'll be cold later."

"No appetite." There was no place for him to eat.

"Why did you buy it without an appetite?" Yuan Hui rolled his eyes at him. "Eat quickly."

"I don't want to eat it." He refused again, but this time his tone was a little weaker.

"Eat!" Yuan Hui looked at him.

"No!" Ihoun made it clear that he didn't want to cooperate.

"You …" Yuan Hui furrowed his brows. Just as he was about to lose his temper, he felt a pain in his stomach. In an instant, he sucked in a breath of cold air. "Hiss …"

"What's wrong?" "Does it hurt?"

"You're pissing me off! "If you want to anger me to death, then forget it!" Yuan Hui glared at him and tried to push him away, but he could not do it.

"You …" Ihoun didn't know how to refute her, so he could only sigh. "I can't eat it."