During the meal, Gu Qingyin noticed that Zhou Qin's face was pale and something was wrong. She subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, which was astonishingly hot.

"You have a fever."

Gu Qingyin put down the egg roll in his hand and ran quickly to get the thermometer. "Take the exact degree to see if you need to go to the hospital."

Zhou Qin rubbed his temples. Of course, his own body had a hunch. It must have been caused by his inability to sleep and go to the balcony for a hairdryer last night...

It seems that you are really old! In the past, I was sweating all over after playing basketball, and it was okay to take any shower, but now it's so easy to get sick.

Gu Qingyin has raised his arm and forcibly stuffed the thermometer into his armpit. Although the forehead thermometer is more convenient, the temperature measurement of this mercury is the most accurate.

Five minutes later, Gu Qingyin took it out and took a look. 38 degrees and 6 degrees. Without saying a word, she wanted to take him to the hospital.

Zhou Qin was still afraid of doctors by Wei Ji. His face was full of resistance. With Gu Qingyin's bad temper, he must lose his temper. But considering his patience, she could only gently advise: "Go to the hospital quickly. You workaholics must not want to delay the progress of work, right?"

He looked at her for two seconds and said, "I have a dinner with Mr. Liu Lin at noon. I want to talk about cooperation."

"..." At this time, don't think about work. Gu Qingyin was silent for a few seconds. "Are you sure the boss won't worry about you infecting him a cold when he sees you?"

Her thoughts were always so strange. She raised her hand and touched Gu Qingyin's head. Zhou Qin laughed and said, "Since my wife cares about me so much, I also want to sell you face, right?"

His "wife" can't shout more naturally, as if he had screamed thousands of times in his heart.

--

When he came to the hospital, Zhou Qin sat in the lobby and waited. Gu Qingyin was responsible for registering.

He was wearing a long black coat and a cashmere scarf around his neck. He was tightly wrapped by Gu Qingyin. His tall legs were nestled in the chair, which was particularly stylish and attracted the girls around him to look at him secretly.

Gu Qingyin came back after registering. After passing by the two girls, he saw them pointing at her husband and saying that she was so handsome.

Indeed, it is really rare to have a perfect man like Zhou Qinchang's life.

It is probably God who gave him too good brain and appearance that he wanted to set up a bumpy way to him on the road of love.

"Let's go and see a doctor."

Gu Qingyin went to hold Zhou Qin's arm. He hooked his lips with a smile and said, "I can go by myself."

"..." A man who doesn't know anything about sex.

When he was slandering, he suddenly put his arm on her shoulder and held her in his arms. "Otherwise, it's better."

When the girls around saw this scene, they all made regretful voices.

So I have a girlfriend!

But then again, his girlfriend is also good-looking!

After Zhou Qin saw that the doctor was arranged to hang the needle, Gu Qingyin sat by his bed and guarded him. Soon a nurse came in.

She pricked Zhou Qin with a needle, looked at Qingyin, and couldn't help praising: "Beauty, your skin is so good."

"Thank you. Yours is also good."

"I have spots on my face. I'm not as clean as you. I know at a glance that your boyfriend moistens you so well."

"..." Gu Qingyin didn't know how to answer it.

After the nurse went out, Zhou Qin asked her, "How did I moisten you? Why don't I know myself?"

"What people said was that he didn't make me angry at ordinary times and took good care of me, but it's not what you think."

After saying that, she tucked him in the quilt, "You go to bed quickly."

"Well, don't go."

He subconsciously opened his mouth and made Gu Qingyin feel uncomfortable.

Where else can she go?

--

Zhou Qin can go home after the injection. The fever comes and goes quickly.

When he got home, it was time for dinner. The nurse explained that he would eat some digestible and light food. Gu Qingyin could only think of millet porridge and stir-fried vegetables.

However, Zhou Qin also knows her level, which is completely difficult to swallow.

Otherwise, let's order takeout...

Gu Qingyin clicked on a software and hesitated to place an order.

In the end, I decided to do it myself.

Anyway, she came to her mind. It's his own problem whether to eat or not.

I scooped a tablespoon of millet to wash it, put it in the rice cooker, then added water, pressed the cooking button, and then Gu Qingyin went to stir-fry.

All that was left in the refrigerator was rape and potatoes. She searched for the recipe and made a stir-fried rape and potato chips.

She wanted to stir-fry potato shreds, but she couldn't do a knife skill, so she could only cut the potatoes into slices.

After finishing my work, it was completely dark.

The millet porridge has also been cooked.

However, Gu Qingyin opened the lid and found that it was all paste. This is not millet porridge, but completely millet.

God, are you kidding her?

"What are you busy with?"

Zhou Qin's voice sounded behind him.

Gu Qingyin embarrassedly wanted to cover up the crime scene, but Zhou Qin had seen it.

He was silent for a second, two seconds and three seconds, and then said, "It can be eaten."

It's said to be "eat" rather than "drink".

Gu Qingyin hooked his lips and said, "It's my first time to cook millet porridge."

"It's good, at least it's not pasty."

"..." Will the requirements for her be too low?

After Zhou Qin went out, Gu Qingyin took a picture and sent it to Yan Xi, a good wife and mother. She gave her a series of "hahahahaha" without mercy.

But after laughing, he said, "Actually, it's the same for the first time I cook millet porridge."

So, it's not her problem, it's Xiaomi's problem.

Gu Qingyin shirked his responsibility perfectly.

--

Dinner was quite scribbled. After dinner, Gu Qingyin poured Zhou Qin a glass of water to remind him to take the medicine.

Zhou Qin's eyes fixed on her and tentatively asked, "Why do I feel that you suddenly got better to me?"

He still couldn't believe it in his tone, for fear that it would be a dream.

Gu Qingyin looked down at the table and whispered, "I felt very nihilistic about our marriage before, but that night after my mother arranged for relatives and friends to meet, I found a sense of reality. At that moment, I really felt that you were my husband and we were one..."

Speaking of which, Gu Qingyin then reluctantly smiled and said, "Zhou Qin, I'm a very contradictory person, you know. In fact, I want to have a warm and complete home than anyone else, because I have never experienced it since I was a child. What's it like? Since I remember, my parents have quarreled endlessly every day. They live and live together in harmony. My mother pleads and suppresses herself all day long, but it is beautifully called yes. For my sake, I buried an idea at that time. I must not be able to make do with it. If it's boring, break up. If I can't survive, I'll divorce. Why don't I live for myself?"

"I have always ignored a little before. I just want not to wrong myself and suppress myself, but I forget my ultimate original intention, just want a warm and complete home."

Gu Qingyin looked at Zhou Qin with bright eyes, "I'm willing to try to believe that you can give it to me."

Marriage seems very simple. Two people who are not related to blood walk together to form a family, but it is too difficult to run a good job. They have to keep running in internally and resisting all kinds of temptations externally.

Everyone wants to stick to their original aspiration, but how many people can do it in the end?

After listening to her words, Zhou Qin didn't say anything and silently hugged her in his arms.

He still didn't want to promise her empty-hand that he would love her for life or something, because there were too many people saying such a promise and it was worthless.

Instead of talking about it, it's better to let her feel a strong love every day in the future.

--

Monday.

"Qingyin, look at it."

Zhao Youlin opened a microblog account and clicked on a picture with a revelation. The general content was that a new female employee in Chaoxi seduced her boss and tried her best to provoke him, in order to marry into a rich family and achieve class leapfrogging.

The following commentators are divided into three people. One group of people are eating melons, purely watching the fun. One pulls people out of righteous indignation, complaining about the declining social customs, moral decay, and the unrecocratic people's hearts. There is another group of people who think that this is nothing and take what they need.

This account has millions of fans, and it is quite famous in the workplace, especially in the white-collar circle. Gu Qingyin can also guess who revealed this.

The rumors within the company have just subsided a little, and now they are up again. Gu Qingyin also saw several accounts saying that he was Chaoxi employees. He jumped out and said that the revelation was true, and everyone in the company knew it all over and down.

Obviously, these are all from the public relations department.

Gu Qingyin transferred Weibo to Zhou Qin and asked him to decide how to deal with it.

She really didn't expect that everyone was bored to this point and stubbornly grabbed other people's gossip.

Zhou Qin replied: [This matter shocked the chairman. He said that if the rumors continue, I'm afraid it will be harmful to the company's image, so I'll tell the truth quickly.]

[The chairman knows that we are married.]

[He and my father are friends, which is equivalent to my own uncle. Naturally, I won't hide it from him.]

!!!

No wonder Zhou Qin dared to act so recklessly in Chaoxi. It turned out that someone supported him.

[You didn't tell me until today.]

[Well, there are still a lot of things you don't know.]

Across the screen, Gu Qingyin could imagine his arrogant expression.

[Then you deal with it. I don't care.]

Gu Qingyin exited the chat page and pushed the mobile phone away.

Ten minutes later, the mailbox sent a reminder and a new email came.

Gu Qingyin clicked it and found that it was sent by the general manager, which could be received by all employees of the company, and the title was only four words: [Gossip Clarification]

She was inexplicably nervous. As soon as she opened the point, Zhao Youlin next to her had already said "Damn it" and directly spoiled her.

"Qingyin, is your family so rich??!!"

After she asked, other colleagues also looked at it one after another:

"Qingyin, you actually married Mr. Zhou, my God!!"

"Qingyin, when did you and Zhou always do? No, when you entered the company, you were his wife, right? Isn't you Mr. Zhou's eyeliner next to us when you say this?"

"It must be an eyeliner! Qingyin's family is so rich that there is no need to come to our marketing department to suffer!"

"How can you say that? They must have come to get closer to their husband. Even if it's an eyeliner, it's the eyeliner to monitor Mr. Zhou. After all, there is such a handsome husband, and no one can rest assured!"

"Didn't you hear Mr. Zhou say? He chased Qingyin and he has been chasing her since college! The person who should be worried is Mr. Zhou, right? Mr. Zhou is handsome, but Qingyin is also beautiful! On the contrary, Mr. Zhou should worry about whether she will be missed by other men."

"I don't have to eat at noon today. I'm almost choked to death by gossip. Qingyin and Mr. Zhou are under our eyes, and no one can see their relationship."

In the face of everyone's "enthusiastic torture", Gu Qingyin decided to look at the email first to see what Zhou Qin sent, which surprised everyone so much.

[There have been more and more rumors about me in the company recently. In order to stop the rumors from fermenting, I personally came forward to clarify it. I hereby inform you that Gu Qingyin, who I chased since college, has finally become my wife. There are dozens of suites in her house. To be exact, I climbed high. In addition, we are only superior-subordinate relations in the company, and we have never crossed the rules. I hope you don't make an article on this matter in the future and slander my reputation with my wife. If there are obscene remarks that make my wife unhappy, we can see each other directly in court.]

Every word of Zhou Qin was loud, and a simple word clarified the relationship. The two words "my wife" were full of favoritism and preference, firmly sheltering her under his wings.