"Miss Su traveled thousands of miles to find you, yet you, from last night on, have been hiding and not seeing her. I don’t even know if Miss Su cried herself to sleep last night." Lin Yuan’s tone inadvertently carried a hint of jealousy.
Although Xia Zheng liked seeing her jealous, this was not the time to tease her, so he hurriedly explained, "What does it matter to me how she feels? Besides, even if she hadn’t come, I would still have gone to your place to sleep! Mom already said that my little brother still needs me to name him!"
Lin Yuan slapped him, both embarrassed and angry, and retorted, "That’s my mom! And we don’t need you to name my little brother; my dad can do it!"
Xia Zheng didn’t argue with her about these matters, and with a playful smile, he approached her: "Right, it’s usually the father who names his own son, so I won’t interfere. When our son is born in the future, I’ll name him then, okay?"
"Xia Zheng, get down from here!"
From inside the carriage came Lin Yuan’s voice, furious yet embarrassed, as Lin Yi calmly continued to drive the carriage.
In the end, Xia Zheng decided not to return to Fuman Building after all but made sure to drop Lin Yuan off first before leaving.
At the entrance of Fuman Building, Xia Zheng helped Lin Yuan down from the carriage. Had it not been for Lin Yuan insisting on returning to manage the menus and accounts of Fuman Building’s various branches, he would not have brought her back.
"You go ahead with your work; I’ll come back at noon to have lunch with you."
Lin Yuan nodded, and just as Xia Zheng turned to mount the carriage, he saw Yaner hurrying out from Fuman Building, obviously having waited for quite a while.
"Young Master Xia, Young Master Xia, please wait."
Xia Zheng, impatient, glanced at her but was somewhat surprised not to see Su Qiuyu.
Lin Yuan was also surprised; Su Qiuyu would usually want to stick to Xia Zheng all day, but today she was nowhere to be seen—who knew what trick she was up to now.
Because she was too hasty, Yaner nearly stumbled down the steps. Lin Yuan quickly reached out to steady her, for which Yaner gratefully nodded, then she bowed to Xia Zheng and said urgently, "Young Master, my mistress, she’s fallen ill, burning up with fever, and she can’t even get out of bed. What, what should we do?"
Xia Zheng’s brows furrowed, "If she’s sick, then go find a doctor. Shopkeeper Liu, Shopkeeper Liu."
Before Xia Zheng could call Shopkeeper Liu over, Yaner suddenly remembered the words Su Qiuyu had told her, and hastily cut in, "Young Master, my mistress, my mistress is seriously ill; couldn’t you take her to see the doctor?"
If Lin Yuan had believed it was a true illness before, after hearing Yaner’s words, she was now certain either Su Qiuyu wasn’t sick at all or if she was, it was a purposeful illness.
"Didn’t you just say your mistress couldn’t even get out of bed because she was so ill? How come now you say she wants to go see a doctor?" Lin Yuan calmly nodded to Shopkeeper Liu, who hurried over, "Miss Su is ill; Shopkeeper Liu, please hurry and send someone to Shande Hall to invite Doctor Hu."
Shopkeeper Liu responded and quickly sent a young man to fetch the doctor.
Through all of this, Xia Zheng didn’t say a word, which made Yaner extremely anxious. If Miss Su found out she could not even handle such a small matter, she was in for a scolding.
After instructing Shopkeeper Liu, Lin Yuan suddenly remembered something: "Shopkeeper Liu, isn’t the boss around?"
He must not have been present; otherwise, they wouldn’t be calling someone else to treat Su Qiuyu. But even if he had been there, he might not have treated Su Qiuyu. What she cared about more was actually her little sister, who would usually be waiting by the door at this time, happily running into her arms to ask if she had brought her some delicious breakfast.