My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

And then it ended up like this.

“Please follow me.”

“Mm.” Rong Yan wasn’t a mind-reader, so of course she couldn’t hear his internal monologue. Assuming the meeting really had ended early, she picked up the insulated food container and followed him to the outside of the president’s office.

This office was originally the Executive President’s office of Hengtong. Once Li Shengxiao arrived, it naturally became his.

Compared to Li Group’s headquarters with its massive 360° panoramic glass office in futuristic style, the president’s office here was clearly not as grand, but the deep coffee-colored wood grain modern decor was also quite nice.

Rong Yan walked in and saw the man with a straight posture sitting on the sofa, his long legs crossed, giving instructions to someone next to him.

Flecks of light cast across his side face, outlining his handsome and captivatingly stern contours.

“I want to see the results of your handling by tomorrow, understood?”

“Yes, Mr. Li.”

The several executives standing by nodded their heads like pecking chickens, holding documents in their arms.

As soon as Rong Yan walked in, their gazes swiftly turned her way, and when they saw her dressed in a long-sleeved shirt, washed denim jeans, canvas shoes, and a baseball cap, they were all taken aback.

Which university student had walked into the wrong room?

Li Shengxiao, of course, also saw Rong Yan. His lips tightened, the hard lines of his face visibly softened a bit, and he set aside the work in his hands and swept a displeased gaze over the men who had turned to look at Rong Yan in unison. With a thin-lipped command, he dismissed them, “You can leave now!”

The few who had been stunned by Rong Yan’s entrance now snapped back to reality and tactfully grabbed their belongings and swiftly made their exit.

Each person stole a covert glance at Rong Yan as they passed by, but unfortunately, with her hat on, they failed to catch a glimpse of her face.

Once everyone had left, the assistant took the opportunity to close the office door.

The spacious office was suddenly left with only him and Rong Yan.

“Come here.” In front of her, the tall and distinguished man finally showed a weary look, pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand, and patted the sofa next to him, motioning her to sit.

Rong Yan always felt like he was treating her like a pet.

But when she saw the fatigue and the dark circles under his eyes, her annoyance turned into sheer concern.

She walked over, placed the insulated container on the coffee table, and as she unscrewed the lid, she said, “You promised me just the other day that you wouldn’t overwork yourself, but in a blink of an eye, you were so busy today that you didn’t have time to eat. I truly wonder how you’ve survived these thirty years without starving to death.”

What normal person, after being injured, wouldn’t rest properly in the hospital but instead would run around on business trips and work overtime without eating or resting?

Even robots couldn’t endure this kind of treatment!

Rong Yan felt so concerned that she couldn’t help but go on a bit. Just as she was softly berating him for not taking care of himself, suddenly, her wrist was fiercely grasped.

Before she could react, her body tilted, and she was forcefully pulled into a hot, unyielding embrace.

She was held tight against his chest, where she could hear the powerful beating of his heart.

Rong Yan shifted uncomfortably, “…Li Shengxiao.”

“Don’t move!” A hoarse and restrained voice came from above her head, “Let me hold you for a while.”