My 100-Day Secret Marriage With The Boss

"Liu Ying, it's me, I'm Bai Yihan." On the other end of the phone, the man's voice came slowly, slightly low.

"I know it's you. Are you feeling better?" The smile on Liu Ying's face continued to spread. There was a hint of sweetness in her gentleness. At this moment, her voice became gentler, with obvious concern.

Situ Murong looked at the smile on her face and listened to her voice. His eyes became colder and colder. who was the one who called her?

Who was the one who made her smile like that?

"Did the chicken soup I made for you last time taste good?" Situ Murong was thinking when he heard Liu Ying's voice again.

When Situ Murong, who was standing not far away, heard her words, his body clearly stiffened and his eyes narrowed.

Chicken soup? She made chicken soup?

A few days ago, she did make chicken soup. She had been with him for five years and had never cooked for him. She had never cooked for him.

But that day, when he had something to do at noon, he went back and saw her cooking chicken soup in the kitchen.

The chicken soup was indeed good. Some time ago, he had just recovered from a cold, so he thought that she made it for him.

At that time, he had indeed asked her if she was making it for him. She hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding her head.

At that time, he thought that she was shy!

It turned out that she was not shy, she was just lying to him. That was because the chicken soup was not made for him, but for someone else.

No wonder she had been staring at him when he was drinking the chicken soup. She looked a little nervous. At that time, he thought that she was worried about him. Now that he thought about it, she should be nervous about her chicken soup, afraid that he would finish her chicken soup.

Good, really good.

"You have to take care of your body and rest well. The doctor said that your injury is very serious." On the other side, Liu Ying reminded him worriedly. Situ Murong could not ignore the concern in her voice even if he wanted to.

"I'm fine now. I've recovered. Thank you for your chicken soup." Bai Yihan's voice came from the other end of the phone again.

"Do you like it? Why don't I boil some more for you tomorrow and send it over to you?" Liu Ying's heart moved slightly when she heard his words. When she said this, her eyes were filled with anticipation.

She liked Bai Yihan and had liked him for a long time. However, after she found out that Bai Yihan was together with Wuiyou, she buried all her thoughts in the bottom of her heart.

Later on, something happened to her family. In order to save her parents, she sold herself to Situ Murong and completely buried that relationship.

She knew that Wuyou had broken up with Bai Yihan a long time ago. However, she had never contacted Bai Yihan in the past five years because she was afraid that Situ Murong would think that she was no longer worthy of Bai Yihan.

Some time ago, when she learned that Bai Yihan was injured and hospitalized, she could not resist and went to see him.

She knew that Wuyou was already married to Third Young Master Ye, and her five-year contract with Situ Murong was about to end, so she could not help but have some extravagant hopes in her heart.

Even if she could not be with Bai Yihan in the end, she wanted to be able to care for him, take care of him, and accompany him. Even if it was only for a short period of time, it was still good.

The corners of Situ Murong's lips slowly curled up, but his eyes narrowed little by little. She said that she would brew chicken soup to send to that person tomorrow?!

She had followed him for five years, but she had never been so attentive to him!!!