I can cure the boss if he is sick

Chapter 8 Mr. Gong gets a "cold treatment"!
Nanshan Villa.

Nan Xi glanced at her phone, it was already six o'clock in the evening, she said to Luo Luo, "I should go back."

Luo Luo drank a lot of wine and became slightly tipsy, "Don't leave! It's rare for everyone to get together!"

Nanxi shook her head.

"Oh?" Luo Luo picked up the tone, "I forgot that you are a married young woman now, and you want to go home and cook for your husband?"

Nan Xi quickly covered Luo Luo's mouth. Fortunately, the sound in the villa was so loud that no one should have heard her.

Luo Luo broke Nan Xi's hand, "If he goes home for dinner, he will call you early in the morning."

Nan Xi glanced at the clean notification center, and it seemed to be the reason.

Luo Luo continued, "Otherwise, you can call home to see if he is at home? How can a person like him have less entertainment?"

Nan Xi seemed a little unwilling, and tried to call Hang Yu.

"My cell phone has no signal." Nan Xi panicked, thinking that maybe Gong Zhengyu had called her, but she didn't receive a call.

Gong Yichen's cell phone was placed next to him, Nan Xi took it over, and then turned off the phone's airplane mode, and Hang Yu's call came in.

"Master Yichen, you finally answered the phone." Hang Yu's serious voice came from the other side of the phone.

"It's me." Nan Xi replied.

"Madam?" Hang Yu was surprised for a moment, and the two were really together.

"Where are you, madam?"

"Ma'am, I'll pick you up right away!"

**
The old palace house.

There were only three people sitting on the 24-seat dining table, the Gong family's parents and Gong Zhengyu.

Even so, the dishes on the table were not sloppy at all, and they were arranged in a circle.

"Where's Nanxi? Why didn't you come here together?" Mrs. Gong asked.

"She has evening class today." Gong Zhengyu responded.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have cooked so many dishes. These are what Nanxi likes to eat." Mrs. Gong said in a low voice.

Gong Zhengyu scanned the dishes on the table, only to realize that she likes to eat these things.

"Later, you pack these dishes and take them home, Nanxi likes them." Mrs. Gong instructed.

Gong Zhengyu was about to move his chopsticks, but Mrs. Gong blocked it with her hand, "Don't eat it, this is for Nanxi."

Gong Zhengyu glanced at his mother, he had been abroad for a year, and this was the first meal he ate at home, yet he received such a "cold reception", which was unprecedented.

The phone rang, and Gong Zhengyu put down his chopsticks.

"Mr. Gong, my wife is at Nanshan Villa, and I'm on my way to pick her up." Hang Yu reported.

"understood."

Gong Zhengyu hung up the phone.

**
Nan Xi walked out of the elevator in fear, the living room was brightly lit, and a pair of leather shoes lay on the floor mat, which was exactly the pair Gong Zhengyu wore when he went out in the morning.

He has returned.

Nan Xi came to the living room and looked at Gong Zhengyu who was sitting on the sofa shivering.

The financial channel was playing on TV, and the man's face was as cold as ice.

"Have you eaten yet? Shall I cook for you?" Nan Xi asked cautiously. Hang Yu had already told her that Gong Zhengyu had approached her, but the mobile phone was not up to par at that time. She regretted it now.

Gong Zhengyu didn't reply, just sat there expressionless.

Nan Xi regarded him as acquiescing, rolled up her sleeves and walked quickly to the kitchen. When she passed by the restaurant, she was stunned by the table of dishes.

There were two sets of bowls and chopsticks quietly placed on the dining table.

Gong Zhengyu has prepared a table of dishes, waiting for her to eat?
Seeing this scene, Nan Xi couldn't think of any other explanation.

"You've been drinking." At some point, Gong Zhengyu was already standing behind her.

(End of this chapter)