Don't be afraid, I am here _1

Jiang Xi was truly exhausted. As soon as her eyelids closed, she plunged into a deep, dark slumber.

Rong Nian sat nearby, listening to her light, shallow breathing, and turned his head to look at her.

Her palm-sized little face was flushed red from fever. In sleep, she appeared very well-behaved, resembling a frail and helpless child.

Rong Nian slightly leaned over, pulled the blanket up, and then increased the temperature of the office air conditioner.

Having done all this, he lowered his head to continue reading the document.

After signing the document, he called Jiang Yuan to come in and take it down to the planning department on the lower floor.

When Jiang Yuan knocked and entered, Jiang Xi was startled, her hands moving restlessly under the blanket.

Rong Nian placed his hand on her arm and gently patted it, "It's okay, go back to sleep, the sky isn't falling."

Jiang Xi fell back into a deep sleep.