Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

Su Mo has worked in Qin Yang for nearly a week. After cleaning her study every day, Qin Yang asked her to make a pot of tea. One of them was in a wheelchair and the other was in a rocking chair specially prepared for her. They sat side by side. There was a small table in the middle with a purple sand tea set on it.

Sometimes Su Mo didn't understand why Mr. Qin asked her to be an assistant. He offered her a high salary every day, but let her sit and relax, and let her sit around drinking tea and basking in the sun with his boss every day.

She doesn't understand the world of the rich now, thought Su mo.

In the past, my family also hired a servant assistant. I would also consider other people's feelings and try not to let me do heavy work, but I didn't exaggerate like Mr. Qin.

Since he took other people's money, he should play his role. Su Mo thought. The next day, he applied with the housekeeper to install a set of rehabilitation equipment at home.

The old housekeeper knew Su Mo's identity before and absolutely obeyed what she said. If it hadn't been for Qin Yang's order not to shout "madam", the old housekeeper would have blurted out to shout "madam" of Su mo. now he has to pause every time he sees Su mo before he reluctantly shouted "Miss Su".

The housekeeper was very efficient and found someone to install the rehabilitation equipment that afternoon.

Su Mo looked at those equipment and nodded with satisfaction. She went upstairs to call Qin Yang.

"Mr. Qin." she smiled and knocked at the door.

This time Qin Yang didn't look out of the window in a daze. He had a book in his hand. When Su Mo came in, he was wearing gold rimmed glasses and focused on the book in his hand.

The book was very thick. Su Mo took a look at the title and it turned out to be the count of Monte Cristo.

Unexpectedly, a cold-faced president like Qin Yang has a similar look at books. Su Mo was surprised to read such books.

He heard Su Mo's voice and raised his head. He was pure like a teenager against his white shirt. Su Mo was a lot strange. Why can a man in his thirties give people a sense of youth?

"Mr. Qin, can you go downstairs? There's a surprise," she said with a smile.

"Surprise?" he raised his eyebrows, and the broken hair on his forehead shook slightly. Some surprised expressions made him look like a child. Su Mo's heart beat faster.

Since Su Mo asked him to go downstairs, he had to overcome all difficulties even if it was inconvenient.

He struggled to move his legs with his hands, then supported the table with his hands and slowly moved himself to the wheelchair.

"Let's go ~" he sat on it, looked at her calmly, smiled and said.

Because his body was inconvenient to move, he ordered someone to build a slide next to the fluid. Every time he went upstairs and downstairs, he insisted on moving his hands up by himself bit by bit.

There were servants to help before, but he had a bad temper and said things that must not be violated by others. Therefore, every time the servant who wanted to help was scared away by his fierce eyes. After a long time, everyone knew his stubborn temper and stopped bothering him.

Now Su Mo followed him and watched him move downstairs painstakingly. Sweat was seeping from his forehead, but he didn't ask anyone for help.

When he got to the rehabilitation room, Su Mo opened the door and said with a smile, "look, I've changed this into your exclusive practice room. In the future, I'll accompany you to exercise here for an hour every day.

Looking at the equipment in front of him, Qin Yang didn't say a word. He looked at Su Mo and looked forward to it. He couldn't bear to refuse her.

"OK." he smiled at her and nodded.

Su Mo went over and held his arm. "I'll hold you first. Let's try to walk ahead." she said.

He had never heard a man's words like this. He held Su Mo's shoulder and slowly stood up, but his lower limbs were still unconscious.

He didn't want to let her down and tried to move forward, but he couldn't control his body at all. Suddenly, his center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground.

Su Mo quickly helped him up and sat in a wheelchair. She pushed him to a row of handrails. "You try to walk by the handrails first," Su Mo said.

Because he just fell in front of Su Mo, Qin Yang was a little frustrated. With a red face, he grabbed the handrail with all his strength and stood up again, but he didn't even walk, but dallied forward like a hemiplegic.

Bean sized beads of sweat slid down his forehead. He wanted to reach out to wipe his sweat. As a result, one hand could not support his body, and he fell down heavily.

"Mr. Qin!" Su Mo was frightened and hurried to help him up. Qin Yang was lying on the ground. He inadvertently saw himself incompetent in the mirror, and suddenly an unknown fire burned up.

"Go away!" he shook Su Mo away. She sat on the ground and looked at him at a loss.

"Su Mo, I don't need you to do these things for me! I'd rather be a loser all my life than do these ridiculous rehabilitation exercises."

His eyes were filled with reluctance, and Su Mo was distressed.

This man is too strong. He doesn't allow his favorite woman to see his embarrassed side. He hopes that she will always be perfect in her heart.

But today, he made a fool of himself in front of her. This is not what he wants! He can't accept it.

"Mr. Qin..." Su Mo called him helplessly. She didn't expect his reaction to be so fierce. Maybe she was too anxious.

She stood up and pushed his wheelchair over. "Mr. Qin, rest today and we'll talk about it tomorrow." she tried to calm him.

He slowly moved his body by his arm, laboriously got into the wheelchair, then turned the wheel and turned his head to the door.

Su Mo wanted to help him push the wheelchair. As a result, he seemed to be in a bad mood and gently blocked her hand.

"I'll do it myself," he said.

Su Mo was stunned. She stared at Qin Yang's back. It was too stubborn. She was at a loss.

She was so careless that she hurt his self-esteem for a moment.

This was not the result she wanted, but she really screwed it up.

She lost her way back to the guest room, picked up her clothes and bag and silently prepared to leave. She looked at Qin Yang's room. The door was closed. It seemed that he was really sad.

She didn't know what to do to ease the situation.

It was getting dark. When it was time for her to get off work, Qin Yang didn't come out. Su Mo hesitated, pushed open the door and left.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, he opened the door a few minutes later. He looked at the empty house and regretted his bad attitude towards her just now.

But he couldn't control his emotions. He lay on the ground like a dog or in front of his beloved woman. He couldn't stand it.

He didn't know why Su Mo suddenly wanted to help him recover. Maybe she couldn't see her incompetence, so she wanted to help him on a whim.

He frowned and looked at his legs and suddenly beat them hard, but no matter how hard he tried, his legs were still unconscious.

He was desperate and hung his hands on both sides. This frustration attacked him and made him feel more depressed than ever before.

Will su Mo come tomorrow? He thought sadly, because of his bad temper... Would it scare her away?

His hand slowly clenched into a fist, and he regretted what he had done.