Lu Shian finally looked up at the person before him. Meng Yu had taken off his white coat and was wearing a thin grey crewneck sweatshirt with light colored jeans. His exposed neck was fair and slender, and his legs, usually hidden beneath his medical coat, were long, straight, and remarkably eye catching.
Without the professional distance created by his doctor’s attire, he looked refreshing, handsome, and clean.
Lu Shian could not help but glance at Meng Yu’s legs twice before calmly retracting his gaze. “Is Doctor Meng giving me an order?”
Meng Yu smiled. “You wrong me. I used the word please.”
Lu Shian did not want to play word games, so he pushed the image of those long legs out of his mind and lowered his head to continue his work. He had been away from the company for two days and was worried that news of the incident would leak and affect Fangsheng’s stock prices. There were too many things waiting for his attention. After one more day of observation tomorrow, he had to return to the company.
Meng Yu crouched down and placed a hand on Lu Shian’s laptop as a reminder. “President Lu, remember to save your work.”
Lu Shian instinctively saved the document he was halfway through writing. Meng Yu watched this action with a silent smile and then shut the laptop.
“President Lu, your health is the foundation of everything,” he said, taking the laptop from Lu Shian’s hands and placing it on the table.
Lu Shian looked at him with a helpless expression. “Doctor Meng, why are you running to a patient’s room instead of going on a date with your girlfriend after work?”
“To correct you, I am running specifically to your room, President Lu.”
“It has been a few years, and your skin has certainly grown thicker.” If it were not for maintaining his image, Lu Shian would have rolled his eyes.
Meng Yu smiled and added, “Also, I do not have a girlfriend.”
Lu Shian paused slightly. He looked at Meng Yu and knit his brows.
Meng Yu did not dwell on the topic. He sat on the sofa opposite Lu Shian and said, “I want to talk to you.”
“What is there to talk about between us?” Lu Shian sat with his legs crossed. Although he was not dressed in a formal suit, his composed aura was impossible to ignore. Compared to Meng Yu, he carried a heavy sense of authority.
“There is plenty to talk about. For instance, that night,” Meng Yu paused, his expression unreadable. “Or perhaps, the past.”
Thinking of that night, a rare flush of embarrassment appeared on Lu Shian’s usually impassive face. But hearing the mention of the past caused a wave of bitterness to rise in his heart, and his expression darkened.
After a moment, he composed himself and spoke. “I am not someone who likes to look back. I do not want to mention the past. As for that night, I was drugged. It is hard to say who took advantage of whom, but ultimately, you helped me. Name your price, and we will turn the page on this matter.”
Meng Yu was stunned for a moment. “In your eyes, President Lu, can everything be solved with money?”
“I am a businessman. To me, money is omnipotent.” Lu Shian saw nothing wrong with his logic. In this world, people either talk about money or emotions. Talking about emotions with Meng Yu was a joke, so money was the only option left.
“But I am not a businessman.” Meng Yu looked at him, his gentle gaze searching Lu Shian’s face as if trying to find a hidden answer.
Lu Shian looked back, unfazed. “So, what do you want?”
“I want to talk to you about something else.” Just as Meng Yu spoke, Qi Lei, who had been sent away earlier, returned with the nutritious meal. He cleared away the cold portion and placed the fresh one on the table.
“President Lu, eat while it is hot,” Qi Lei said, picking up a spoon with the intention of feeding him.
Meng Yu’s gaze fell on Qi Lei’s hand holding the spoon. “President Lu’s private doctor did not come today?”
Before Qi Lei could speak, Lu Shian cut in. “He has business and took a leave of absence.”
“Oh,” Meng Yu responded meaningfully.
Qi Lei looked at his boss in confusion. He was the one who had told the man to go home last night. How did it turn into taking a leave of absence after one night?
“Assistant Qi, give it to me.” Meng Yu intercepted the food just as Qi Lei was about to bring it to Lu Shian’s mouth.
Qi Lei looked at Meng Yu and refused seriously. “This is not proper protocol.”
“President Lu has a head injury. The medical orders only list major dietary restrictions, but fine details were left out. There are some things he should avoid,” Meng Yu said. He picked up the chopsticks, took the food from Qi Lei, and picked out a small sliver of ginger. “For example, ginger. Eating it can leave scars.”
The idea that eating ginger causes scarring is a folk myth with no medical data to support it; ginger does not accelerate pigmentation. Strictly speaking, eating ginger will not leave a scar. Meng Yu was shamelessly talking nonsense with a straight face.
However, Lu Shian cared deeply about his appearance. Even though the wound was on the back of his head and would eventually be covered by hair, he immediately changed his expression. “Then I will not eat that.”
“Good,” Meng Yu replied good naturedly. He set aside the portion containing ginger, took the spoon from Qi Lei, and naturally sat down beside Lu Shian to feed him.
Everything happened so smoothly that Lu Shian had already swallowed two mouthfuls of rice before he realized what was happening. Qi Lei said no more and stood by quietly, making a mental note not to include ginger in future meals.
It was not until a grain of rice stuck to the corner of Lu Shian’s mouth and Meng Yu reached out to remove it that Lu Shian realized the atmosphere was off.
“I will do it myself.” Lu Shian was only allowing others to feed him because his injured arm made things inconvenient, but he felt strange now and snatched the spoon from Meng Yu’s hand.
“Everything was going so well. Why is President Lu suddenly shy?” Meng Yu held the bowl for him, his gaze falling on Lu Shian’s lips, which were paler than usual.
Lu Shian glanced at him. “How am I shy?”
“Your face is red,” Meng Yu continued to lie with a straight face.
The originally calm Lu Shian felt a bit flustered. His body suddenly felt a wave of heat. He looked at Qi Lei, his meaning obvious.
Qi Lei answered very seriously, “President Lu, you were not blushing just now, but it is a bit red now.”
Lu Shian was speechless. Looking at the deadpan Qi Lei, he began calculating how much of the man’s bonus he should deduct this month.
Meng Yu could not help but laugh out loud, though he stopped teasing him further. “President Lu, please continue eating.”
“I am not eating anymore.” Annoyed, Lu Shian threw the spoon back into the bowl and sat further away from Meng Yu.
“You only had a few bites.” Meng Yu moved closer. “I will stop teasing you. Eat properly.”
Lu Shian refused to look at him. “I am done. I have no appetite.”