Rebirth, the domineering president's unbridled love

Chapter 296: Falling into the pit he dug again

After experiencing many twists and turns and hardships in her previous life, Qiao Jingyu has matured a lot. She knows the preciousness of family affection and the hard-won love. Therefore, no matter what, she will never break off the father-daughter relationship with her father because of love as she did before. That is undoubtedly an extremely stupid and irreversible mistake. However, Qiao Jingyu is also unwilling to give up on Duan Yuchen, whom she deeply loves. She is determined to rely on her patience and wisdom to slowly convince her father so that he can truly accept and recognize Duan Yuchen and give them the most sincere blessings from the bottom of his heart.

Qiao Jingyu knew very well that it would not be easy to change Qiao Fukang's opinion of Duan Yuchen in a short period of time, but she was not discouraged. So, she said to her father in a soft voice: "Dad, I will think carefully about this matter. Please don't worry too much about my affairs. After all, my daughter has grown up now, and I have the ability to properly solve many problems." Hearing his daughter's sensible words, Qiao Fukang nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction. Seeing that her father's expression had eased, Qiao Jingyu felt a little relieved.

After Qiao Jingyu returned to her room, she took a hot bath, changed into pajamas, and went to bed. But the moment she closed her eyes, the figure of Duan Yuchen emerged involuntarily in her mind, especially when she thought of how Feng Bo always took care of his daily life, Qiao Jingyu couldn't help but feel worried. Although Dong Lei is taciturn and agile, he is probably not as meticulous as Feng Bo in taking care of people. What's more, Duan Yuchen drank tonight. When she thought of this, Qiao Jingyu felt more and more uneasy. Finally, she couldn't suppress her inner anxiety, turned over from the bed, quickly picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and dialed Duan Yuchen's number without hesitation.

The call was quickly connected. "Jingyu!" The man's deep voice seemed to have magic. Qiao Jingyu's heartbeat became unstable just by listening to his voice. "Are you asleep?"

"No... I just have a headache... I can't fall asleep no matter how hard I try..." The voice from the other end of the phone sounded a little weak.

Qiao Jingyu's heart suddenly tightened, and her tone was full of worry: "I told you not to drink so much, but you didn't listen! Where's Song Ma?"

"I'm in Shangyuan now. I have to change the medicine today." Duan Yuchen's voice was still low.

Hearing this, Qiao Jingyu was stunned at first, and then her heart tightened. Duan Yuchen had kept the injury on his shoulder a secret from his family. In order not to worry them, he would come to Shangyuan to rest every time he changed the dressing.

After two seconds of silence, Qiao Jingyu seemed to have made up her mind and said, "Then I'll come to you right away."

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, she received Duan Yuchen's quick and brief reply: "Okay." It was such a crisp answer, as if he had been waiting for her to say it.

Qiao Jingyu couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that she had fallen into the trap he had dug again. But since the words had been spoken, she no longer hesitated, and after quickly hanging up the phone, she got out of bed and started to change clothes.

When she packed up and prepared to go out, she ran into Qiao Fukang on the way downstairs. Qiao Fukang saw his daughter running out at this late hour, frowned slightly and asked: "Where are you going so late?"

Qiao Jingyu's heart skipped a beat. If her father knew that she was going to look for Duan Yuchen, he would definitely not agree. So her mind raced and she quickly made up an excuse: "Dad, there's something urgent at the company that I need to deal with."

Qiao Fukang obviously didn't believe it. He looked at her suspiciously and said, "It's so late. How could there be any urgent matter that you have to deal with at this time?"

Qiao Jingyu walked down the stairs lightly, and said softly, "Dad, you should go and have a good rest. You really don't have to worry about me. If it's too late, I will just go back to my own place."

Hearing what Qiao Jingyu said, Qiao Fukang quickly responded: "It's so late, it's safer to let Uncle Zhao drive you." However, Qiao Jingyu smiled and shook her head, "Dad, there's really no need to trouble Uncle Zhao to make this trip. I can get there quickly by taking a taxi." As soon as she finished speaking, she walked to the door of the spacious and bright hall like an agile deer.

When Qiao Jingyu arrived at Shangyuan, it was already dark. At this moment, Meng Yu happened to walk down from upstairs. Seeing Qiao Jingyu, he immediately said, "You came at the right time! The hospital called just now and said that there is an emergency patient who needs me to go back and deal with it. Please help Yuchen cook a bowl of hangover soup, otherwise he will definitely have a headache tomorrow."

Qiao Jingyu was slightly startled after hearing this, and blinked her bright eyes a few times, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart: Will I have a headache tomorrow? But Duan Yuchen told her that he had a headache now. However, despite this, she didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded, indicating that she knew what to do.

Then, Qiao Jingyu turned and walked into the kitchen, and began to cook a bowl of hangover soup for Duan Yuchen. After a while, a bowl of steaming hot hangover soup was ready. She carefully carried the bowl of soup and walked towards the bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door, I saw Duan Yuchen lying quietly on the big bed. His slender and bony fingers gently rested on one side of his temple, as if he was trying to resist the discomfort after drinking. Because his face was partially blocked by his arm, it was difficult to see his expression for a while.

Fell asleep? No more headache?

Qiao Jingyu had just placed the hangover soup on the bedside table when she suddenly felt her waist tighten and the next second, she fell onto the bed.

Qiao Jingyu turned to look at Duan Yuchen. The man had deep features and his eyes were slightly closed. "You didn't sleep?"

"Yeah!" the man responded lazily.

Qiao Jingyu pulled the big hand on her waist and said, "Let me get up."

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while!"

"Drink the hangover soup first, it will get cold soon."

Duan Yuchen rubbed the tip of his nose against the back of Qiao Jingyu's neck, then let her go.

Qiao Jingyu sat up from the bed and felt numb and tingling where Duan Yuchen had just rubbed her. She raised her hand and touched it, and it felt a little better. Qiao Jingyu took the hangover soup and sat beside the bed. Duan Yuchen also sat up from the bed.

Qiao Jingyu was about to put the hangover soup in Duan Yuchen's hand, but Duan Yuchen spoke first and said, "Feed me!"

"..."Qiao Jingyu scooped a spoonful and handed it to Duan Yuchen's mouth.

Duan Yuchen pursed his lips slightly and had no intention of opening his mouth.

Qiao Jingyu blew on it again, "It's not hot anymore, drink it!"

Duan Yuchen turned his head slightly, "That's not the way to feed it."

Qiao Jingyu blinked her eyes. "If this is not the way to feed, then how should we feed?"

"Feed by mouth."

Qiao Jingyu's face instantly turned red, "Don't make trouble..."