Chapter 17 In the same room with him
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Gu Feibai stared intently at the person before him. No wonder she was so confident.
Her music was even more captivating than she was.
Gu Feibai suffered from insomnia, often unable to fall asleep. When his body couldn't take the lack of rest after several sleepless days, he'd have a doctor administer sedatives to force his brain to rest.
But now, listening to Qiu Xueyi's music, he felt every taut nerve in his body slowly unwind.
His consciousness began to blur, and for a moment, the figure in front of him seemed to overlap with someone from five years ago.
When the song ended, Qiu Xueyi didn't hear the applause she expected.
She turned and saw that the man on the sofa had fallen asleep!
Was her music that boring? Did this man even know how to appreciate art? And to think his family, the Gu family, had such a prestigious background in music!
Furious, Qiu Xueyi stood up, ready to leave. Let him sleep there and catch a cold!
But when she reached the door, she realized she couldn't open it.
She recalled that when they’d come in, Gu Feibai had unlocked the door with his fingerprint. Could it be that she needed his fingerprint to get out too?
With all the priceless items in this room, it made sense to have high security.
If it really required his fingerprint, no one else could help her. Only Gu Feibai could unlock the door.
Reluctantly, Qiu Xueyi returned to the sofa, intending to wake him. But as she knelt down and looked at him closely, she hesitated.
Maybe she should just let him sleep. After all, she wouldn't have to go back to work immediately and could take this chance to rest as well.
This was the first time Qiu Xueyi had ever dared to look at Gu Feibai up close.
His eyelashes weren't long, but they were dark and thick. His lips were a soft red, perfectly shaped, quite… alluring.
She had to admit, Gu Feibai was undeniably the best-looking man in the business world.
Life was unfair. How could one person have good looks, talent, and wealth all at once?
Tsk, too bad. Qiu Xueyi had no intention of sharing a man with other women.
Just then, her phone vibrated in her pocket. She quickly answered, careful not to wake Gu Feibai.
“Hello, Assistant Shen.”
“Where are you? Are you with the president?”
Shen Mian had gone to the president's office to report, only to find it empty.
Qiu Xueyi moved to a corner and lowered her voice, “Yes, we're in the music room upstairs. But the president fell asleep. Should I wake him?”
“Asleep?” Shen Mian sounded surprised, his voice rising several notches.
Qiu Xueyi pulled the phone away from her ear, annoyed. “What's so strange about that?”
Shen Mian grew even more animated, practically stammering with excitement. “This is incredible! Tell me, how did the president fall asleep?”
Qiu Xueyi was bewildered. “He said he wanted to listen to my music, and after a while, he just fell asleep.”
This man clearly didn't know how to appreciate good music!
On the other end, Qiu Xueyi couldn't see Shen Mian's stunned expression.
He fell asleep to music? After that experience five years ago, this kind of music hadn't worked for him since.
Shen Mian had spent the last five years searching desperately for a cure, not realizing it was right in front of them all along.
“Assistant Su,” Shen Mian's tone became serious, “stay with the president while he sleeps. From now on, it will be your responsibility to help him rest.”
“What?!” Qiu Xueyi exclaimed, glancing nervously at the man on the sofa. Then she lowered her voice, “Are you asking me to sleep with him?”
“More or less,” Shen Mian adjusted his glasses, a glint in his eye. “Don't worry, we'll give you a raise for it. Besides, Assistant Su, weren't you trying to get closer to the president? This is your chance. You should be thanking me!”
Thanking you and your whole family!
Qiu Xueyi rolled her eyes. “What are you really trying to say?”
After a moment of hesitation, Shen Mian spoke honestly, “The president has severe insomnia, and it's been getting worse over the years. Treatments haven't worked. But your music...…it helped. The president might be saved!”
After hanging up, Qiu Xueyi gazed at the man on the sofa with mixed emotions.
She had initially thought that Qiu Xuehu was paying her a lot of money to compose music to show off in front of the Gu family. She hadn't expected it to have such an effect.
Insomnia was a psychological issue, often afflicting people with deep emotional trauma.
Who could have hurt Gu Feibai so badly?
The man on the sofa stirred, mumbling in his sleep. Qiu Xueyi leaned in to listen.
“Tangtang…...”
Tangtang? Qiu Xueyi froze. Was this Gu Feibai's secret child or his lover?
Whatever sympathy she had begun to feel immediately evaporated.
Was this why he wasn't sleeping at night? Busy with his extracurriculars, perhaps? No wonder he wasn’t afraid of burning out early.
With nothing else to do, Qiu Xueyi lay down on the luxurious leather sofa and soon drifted off to sleep as well.
Meanwhile, Shen Mian had finished completing Qiu Xueyi's work for her and watched as night fell, with the moon high in the sky.
It was already 10 p.m, and the two people upstairs still hadn't come out.
Could they really be sleeping this long? Or were they…...doing something else?
Turns out, they really were just sleeping.
In fact, Qiu Xueyi slept even longer than Gu Feibai.
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