Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 31 Huo Yunting, I will never leave you alone.

Chu Luo, who came in later, saw Aunt Lan wiping away tears with red eyes, and quickly stepped forward, took out a tissue and handed it to her, "Auntie, why are you crying!"

Could it be that she cried tears of joy upon seeing that the boss had finally found a boyfriend?

Aunt Lan ignored everyone and hurriedly went to the toilet to wash her eyes with water. When she came out of the toilet again, she pulled Chu Luo, who was still standing there in a daze, aside.

Aunt Lan's expression was serious, and her voice was a little hoarse. "Assistant Chu, I have a question for you. Please answer truthfully."

Chu Luo, who had been somewhat relaxed, became serious upon seeing Aunt Lan's expression and said solemnly, "Aunt, what is it? Tell me."

"What's going on with the person in the patriarch's arms?" Actually, Aunt Lan had many questions, but because there were so many, all her words were condensed into this one sentence.

Chu Luo felt there was nothing wrong with talking about it. "That's our boss's wife, Auntie. Let me tell you, the boss really likes her, and she's also very easy to get along with."

Aunt Lan nodded and asked, "Then why isn't he moving? Is he feeling unwell?"

"Young Master Xie just finished recording a variety show and hasn't had enough sleep, so he just fell asleep."

Aunt Lan breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "That's good, that's good."

"By the way, Auntie, is your cold still not better? Your voice sounds different."

Aunt Lan waved her hand, "It's nothing, just a minor cold, I'll be fine soon."

Having resolved her doubts, Aunt Lan went to prepare lunch in a cheerful mood. It was the first time the head of the family's lover had come here, and she wanted to make a good impression.

...

Xie Qing had a beautiful spring dream.

In his dream, he was forcefully pinned to the bed by Huo Yunting, the movement carrying an irresistible domineering force.

The man's muscles were clearly defined, even more so than Xie Qing's cleavage, as perfect as an ancient Greek sculpture, truly a masterpiece!

He's absolutely the most amazing guy ever!!!

After opening his eyes, he excitedly threw a series of punches on the bed.

After calming down, Xie Qing suddenly realized that although he and Huo Yunting were already together, given how easily Huo Yunting blushed when kissing, when would he finally get to have sex with Huo Yunting?!

The stark contrast between reality and dreams made Xie Qing sit on the bed and sigh heavily. Was he destined for platonic love?

"What's wrong?" Huo Yunting pushed open the door and heard Xie Qing sigh. "Is something bothering you?"

Xie Qing glanced at Huo Yunting with a mournful look in her eyes, "I want to eat meat."

Huo Yunting smiled; it turned out he was hungry.

"Aunt Lan has prepared lunch, including your favorite meat."

Xie Qing knew Huo Yunting hadn't understood, and sighed silently. He glanced at Huo Yunting's handsome face and couldn't bring himself to be angry.

Sigh, never mind, it's not his fault, it's my fault for being too horny. Xie Qing couldn't help but despise himself, his mind was full of lewd nonsense.

When Xie Qing got out of bed, she was no longer thinking about this question, but was recalling the story of Aunt Lan that Huo Yunting had told her.

According to the book, Aunt Lan was an elderly woman who had been taking care of Huo Yunting since he was ten years old. The two had a close relationship. It can be said that, apart from his deceased mother, the other person Huo Yunting cared about was Aunt Lan.

Unfortunately, Aunt Lan passed away from illness when Huo Yunting was twenty-nine years old, which was a year later.

She had papillary thyroid carcinoma, a type of cancer that is considered relatively mild and has a high chance of being cured. Even without treatment, some people can live for more than ten years. However, in Aunt Lan's case, the cancer had spread locally to her lungs and bones.

It wasn't until then that Aunt Lan realized something was wrong with her body, but it was too late. Aunt Lan eventually died on the operating table.

Huo Yunting has lost another loved one.

"Qingqing, be careful on the stairs." Huo Yunting grabbed Xie Qing. "What are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought."

Interrupted from her reverie, Xie Qing snapped out of it, shook her head at Huo Yunting, and asked, "Tingting, can you lower your head?"

Huo Yunting leaned down to look at Xie Qing, "What's wrong?"

Xie Qing stepped forward, her endless heartache turning into a kiss, which gently landed on Huo Yunting's face, just like Xie Qing's promise to him, "Huo Yunting, I will never leave you alone."

After saying that, without waiting for the other person's reaction, he pulled Huo Yunting, who was still in a daze, and went downstairs.

Huo Yunting led Xie Qing to the dining table and sat her down, serving her rice and handing it to her.

Xie Qing looked at the rice in her hand, which was almost overflowing, and fell silent.

Are they trying to stuff him to death?! Why all this?!

But after Xie Qing tasted the dishes on the table, she surprisingly felt that one bowl of rice might not be enough...

Without a doubt, Xie Qing was so full that he slumped in his chair, to the point that he would vomit if he moved even slightly.

Huo Yunting regretted serving so much food; look how stuffed the child has become.

At this moment, an elderly man with graying temples and kind eyes walked over and respectfully greeted, "Master of the Household."

Then she turned her gaze to Xie Qing, her smile kind and her voice hoarse, "Young Master Xie, did you enjoy this meal?"

Xie Qing guessed that the person in front of him must be Aunt Lan. He was beautiful and had a sweet tongue, so he immediately turned into a complimenter and made Aunt Lan very happy with a few words.

Aunt Lan smiled broadly, "Then you guys eat first, I won't disturb you any longer."

After Aunt Lan left, Xie Qing asked casually, "Did Aunt Lan catch a cold? Her voice sounded a little hoarse."

Huo Yunting nodded, "I asked Aunt Lan before, and she said it was just a minor cold."

Xie Qing asked again, "When did you ask that?"

Huo Yunting suddenly realized that two weeks had passed since he last asked. Two weeks is enough time; if it were a cold, he should have recovered by now.

Xie Qing continued, "I noticed that Aunt Lan isn't coughing, but her voice is hoarse. It would be best to take her to the hospital for a checkup. After all, she's getting on in years, and it would be good to find out if she has any health problems early on."

He nudged Huo Yunting with his elbow, "What do you think?"

Huo Yunting suddenly lifted Xie Qing up and pulled her into his arms, his deep voice sounding above Xie Qing's head, "Yes, I understand."

Huo Yunting's efficiency is truly remarkable. Xie Qing only mentioned it briefly at noon, but he clearly took it to heart. Xie Qing didn't see Aunt Lan again in the afternoon.

At this moment, Xie Qing was standing on the balcony of Huo Yunting's bedroom, looking out at the beautiful scenery.

Suddenly, a weight landed on his shoulder. Huo Yunting hugged Xie Qing from behind, resting his chin on Xie Qing's shoulder.

"Aunt Lan's test results are in. It's thyroid cancer, currently in the early stages. There's no danger to her life, but she needs a minor surgery."

Xie Qing, realizing what was happening, immediately nodded, "That's good. Don't worry too much, Aunt Lan will be fine."

Huo Yunting's eyes were deep and unfathomable, like an endless black hole, as he stared intently at Xie Qing's profile and said softly, "Qingqing, did you already know something?"

Xie Qing: !!!

No, no, he doesn't know anything.