Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Boss, it’s work hours, can we not discuss women?

”I don’t know her well.” Xiaozhu genuinely didn’t know her well; their interactions were strictly work-related.

Qi Zeyan nodded, ”What’s on the schedule for today?”

After Xiaozhu detailed the schedule, Qi Zeyan frowned, ”So busy recently?”

”It’s the end of the year, so the schedule is packed. I’ve turned down some cocktail parties for you. If you still find it hectic, I can adjust more later,” Xiaozhu said.

”For what’s already scheduled, no need to change it. But add in more leisure time for me; it’s been exhausting lately.”

”Leisure?”

Xiaozhu frowned.

Does that mean during work hours, you want to go have fun?

”It’s about balancing work and leisure, can’t just sit in the office all day.”

Xiaozhu immediately caught on...

Maybe go have some fun at the club?

Outdoor activities also fall under leisure balance.

”Boss.” Xiaozhu tentatively and carefully started.

”Speak your mind.”

”I wanted to ask, about you and Xiaoruan...”

Qi Zeyan just looked at him, clearly expressing:

What’s it to you?

Having worked with him for so long, Xiaozhu immediately understood. That young lady used to cook for you daily, tended to you in the hospital, and yet you seemed indifferent, now you’re interested, what’s the point?

Could it really be true, that you only realize what you have once it’s gone?

**

At this moment, Ruan Mengxi was thinking, Qi Zeyan couldn’t possibly visit for work inspections daily; she knew how busy he was more than anyone, and he wouldn’t have the free time.

But she hadn’t expected to see him again the next day...

After work, she went to the hospital to visit Tang Wan. Jiang Jinsang was holding a baby, pacing back and forth in the room. The little one had just choked on milk, cried for a while, now resting on his shoulder, gently breathing, looking pitiful.

The little one seemed out of breath from crying, Jiang Jinsang gently patted his back.

Being an inherently gentle person, Jiang Jinsang was even more so when soothing a child.

With the setting sun, the afterglow spilled into the ward, making everything exceptionally soft and warm.

Ruan Mengxi couldn’t help but compare him to a certain someone at her place, wearing capri pants, acting all high and mighty, and sighed helplessly at the huge difference among men.

This is the type of man who can truly run a household.

Who’d know, just moments ago, when the little one choked on milk and wet the bed, leaving Jiang Jinsang in a frantic mess, almost wanting to put a hand over the noisy little mouth.