Chapter 835 Abdication

"I won't eat," Xia Ruoxin avoided his sight, went back to her room, and lay on the bed. She held her fingers, and then pulled up the quilt forcefully.

At this time, a warm palm was placed on top of her head.

"No matter what, you have to eat."

Xia Ruoxin's nose was slightly sour, she didn't speak, and she didn't want to eat.

Chu Lu sighed softly, walked out again, and came in. Holding the bowl of noodles he had cooked in his hand, he placed the noodles on the table, then pulled back the quilt and gently stroked Xia Ruoxin's too-white face.

"Ruoxin, get up and eat something, then go to sleep after eating, okay?"

Xia Ruoxin opened her eyes, her clear eyes were a little hurt by the flow.

"I don't want to eat noodles," she said again. She didn't want to eat noodles, but she didn't want to eat anything.

"Let's take a bite first," Chu Lu put the bowl in front of her, "Just take a bite," he coaxed her, "If you are in such bad health, your stomach is not good either. If you get stomach trouble, This is a very troublesome disease.”

"Even if you have to go to the hospital, no one will feel sorry for you."

Xia Ruoxin pushed his hand away and covered her head under the quilt. Chu Lu wanted to persuade her again, but in the end he heard the sound of his cell phone ringing.

"I know, I'll be there right away," and as he finished speaking, there was a thunderous sound outside, and it was about to rain.

Chu Lu took his cell phone back and opened the door again. Xia Ruoxin was still asleep. He came over, took the quilt off for her, and put his hand on her face.

"Ruoxin, I'll come back in the evening. What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat, okay?"

No one promised him, and his cell phone rang again, as if to remind him.

He took it and put it to his ear.

"Yeah, I know, I'll be there right away." At this time, it was already pouring rain outside. He changed his clothes and didn't bring an umbrella, so he rushed directly into the rain curtain, but he didn't know , at this time, Xia Ruoxin was standing in front of the window.

Her fingers pulled open the curtains and pressed her face against the transparent glass.

At that moment, no one saw the cold tears falling down her cheeks. They were colder and colder than the rain outside.

She sat on the bed again and held the quilt in her arms. After a while, she stood up again and picked up the bowl of noodles on the table. Regardless of whether it was cold or not, she just took one bite after another. eating.

When Chu Lu came back, Xia Ruoxin was not sleeping, but the bowl was no longer on the table.

"Ruoxin, where's the noodles?" He came over and only had time to change clothes, but his body still had the rain outside, which felt a little cold on his face and hands.

"It's gone," Xia Ruoxin said lightly. She was sitting in front of the easel, painting an gratuitous painting. It was very abstract. Even she herself didn't know what she was painting. It seemed like she was just smearing it indiscriminately and wasting it. Paint and paper, as well as her time and life

These two words made Chu Lu's heart feel slightly sour. He came over and squatted in front of Xia Ruoxin, "What do you want to eat? I'll take you out to eat, okay?"

Xia Ruoxin turned around and stared at him intently, "I want to eat Sun's steamed buns."

"Okay, I'll buy it."

Chu Lu stood up, not thinking that he had just come back, picked up the car keys, and went out to buy buns for her. As for Xia Ruoxin, she continued to paint something on the canvas, and her eyes seemed to be It penetrated the canvas in front of you, and I don’t know where it landed?

Soon after, Chu Lu came back. His clothes could almost get wet from the garage to the door. He placed the buns in front of Xia Ruoxin.

"Eat, it's still hot."

Xia Ruoxin put down her paintbrush and tried to pass Baozi, but Chu Lu took her hand and said, "Wash your hands first."

Xia Ruoxin stood up, went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and put her hand under the water. The cold water made drops of water droplets on her fingers.

She took a bun and ate it. It was indeed hot, and it still tasted like that one. But under normal circumstances, people had to queue up. After finishing one bun, she picked up another one. , a pair of tender white feet also stepped on the ground.

Until she ate three buns, her stomach was already a little full.

Chu Lu carried a basin. The hot water just filled the basin. He rolled up his sleeves and squatted down.

"It's time to soak your feet." He tested the water temperature, then placed Xia Ruoxin's feet on the surface, put a pair of big palms in the water, and washed her feet himself. This was what he heard from Jia Xinbao. , saying that Xia Ruoxin’s body, which suffered too much in the early stage, might be better if she soaked her feet every day, so he personally taught many methods of foot soaking with an old Chinese medicine practitioner, and he would definitely let her soak her feet every night. Soaking your feet, I don’t know if it really helps.

Since then, Xia Ruoxin's sleep has gotten better, and she is less likely to wake up at night.

The tall man squatted on the ground, with long hands and long legs. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with washing his woman's feet. There was a hint of fatigue between his brows recently, and he didn't think so either. He slept well, but no matter how tired he was, no matter how late he came back, he still insisted on this, just like he insisted on the promise he made more than 20 years ago.

Xia Ruoxin didn't know when she fell asleep. Chu Lu slowly opened his eyes. Then he carefully removed the quilt and went to the study. Things in the company were more troublesome than he thought. Maybe he would wait. After this incident is over, he may really have to step down as the president of the Chu Group. He has been sitting in this position for a long time, and he himself feels tired.

In the company's large conference hall, various shareholders have long been very dissatisfied with the severe shrinkage of Chu's assets. Obviously, Chu Lu's mistake this time caused them to suffer a lot of losses. Now this is only one hundred public shareholders. How could they be comfortable in a thirty-year-old company?

"President, do you have anything else to say?" A shareholder asked Chu Lu with a long face, "If you can't recover our lost interests, then President, I think you should abdicate."

"Mr. Yang, what you said is wrong?" Du Jingtang couldn't help but sneered, "When our president took over the company from the old president, the entire company was only 10% of its current size. These few If Nian wasn’t the president, wouldn’t you be getting only 10% now?”