Chapter 785: Brainstorming a New World

Chapter 785: Brainstorming a new world

In addition, when everyone saw him downstairs yesterday morning, his expression was indeed not very good.

Everyone's speculation is not unreasonable.

Nian Xiaomu carried the tray and walked to the corner of the employee cafeteria.

I found an empty seat and sat down.

As he put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, he kept wondering if Yu Yuehan was really sick.

He looked tall and mighty, and looked like he had the whole world in his hands, but in private he was just like a stubborn child, and he was even worse at taking care of himself than she was.

Also a bunch of little problems.

For example, if you don’t eat on time, you will forget to eat when you are busy at work.

For example, I don't like to take medicine when I have a cold. No matter how serious it is, I have to endure it, and I still say that taking less medicine can improve my immunity.

fart!

He will die of illness before his immunity improves!

Nian Xiaomu cursed in his heart and put another mouthful of rice into his mouth.

After taking two bites, I didn't know the taste.

Although he was scolding vigorously, he couldn't help but worry in his heart.

I don’t know if it’s already this time. Has he eaten?

And what about Xiao Liuliu?

Xiao Liuliu didn't see her when he woke up. Did he go to kindergarten obediently, or did he stay at home with the sick Yu Yuehan?

If Xiao Liuliu also stayed at home, then the father and daughter, one big and one small, would be pitifully leaning against each other to keep each other warm...

I have to say that women’s imagination is amazing.

When she decides to think wildly, she can imagine a new world on her own.

The more I think about it, the more pessimistic I become.

Nian Xiaomu didn't eat more than a few bites of lunch until the end. He was preoccupied with the thought that someone was sick and was too serious to come to work in the company.

This kind of thing has never happened since she joined the Yu Group until now.

"Manager Nian, the materials are all ready. Will the afternoon meeting start at three o'clock as usual?" The secretary walked into her office holding the documents and asked.

Nian Xiaomu thought of Yu Yuehan who was sick. He hesitated and said, "Let's go to two o'clock earlier. I have something to do today and want to get off work early in the afternoon."

"Okay." The secretary didn't ask any further questions. He took the document and turned around to inform other colleagues.

Nian Xiaomu was the only one left in the manager's office. He held his mobile phone and tried to call Yu Yuehan several times, but he didn't have the courage.

Finally, I called my assistant, but no one answered the phone.

After calling several times in succession, the assistant finally answered.

But there was constant noise on the phone, intermittent, as if somewhere with a bad signal.

Hearing that she was asking about Yu Yuehan's condition, the assistant was startled. As soon as he said, "Young Master Han is indeed feeling a little unwell," the signal was suddenly cut off.

So, on Nian Xiaomu's side, the only sound left on the phone was "beep".

Nian Xiaomu tried again, but couldn't get through.

But the assistant's words seemed to confirm her guess and imagination.

In her mind, she immediately pictured how miserable he was, lying on the bed alone, without his assistant, and no one even poured him water when he was thirsty... Her heart tightened suddenly!

Then, thinking of something, he slapped his forehead hard again.

Damn it, there is no other competent housekeeper in the Yu family villa within a hundred miles. How could Yu Yuehan not take care of him?

There's no need for her to worry about it.

Although she thought so, she still felt uneasy without seeing with her own eyes whether he was okay.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as the regular meeting was over, I told my secretary to take personal leave while packing up the documents, and she left work early.