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Secretary Zhang saw Gu Shaoting’s confused expression and continued, “Actually, women prefer romance and the feeling of being pampered. You can start with that.”

Gu Shaoting raised his eyebrows at Secretary Zhang and the latter immediately said, “You can buy her a gift from the biggest shopping mall in Bin City. It’s a paradise for women.”

“But what if she doesn’t like presents?” Other women might be ecstatic when they received a gift from Gu Shaoting but he didn’t know if Shu Pan would be receptive.

“Are there women who don’t like presents? That’s really rare. She must be a good woman, low maintenance.” Secretary Zhang sighed in his heart at the thought of his materialistic girlfriend who took advantage of him all the time.

Gu Shaoting thought that Shu Pan might be low maintenance when it came to spending his money, but she wasn’t low maintenance when it came to matters of the heart.

Secretary Zhang saw that Gu Shaoting kept quiet and thought that he expected a better idea.

He was really worried. Secretaries nowadays were expected to know everything.

He needed a new skill now, which was to help his boss woo back his wife…

“What do you think, CEO Gu?” Secretary Zhang asked.

Gu Shaoting kept quiet still but Secretary Zhang could tell from the subtle change in his expression that he had accepted the idea.

He secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

“Alright, that’s all for now. Please carry on with your work.” Gu Shaoting waved his hand to dismiss Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang quickly opened the door and walked out, closing the door carefully behind him.

Gu Shaoting looked at the documents on his desk and wanted to finish them quickly so he could rush back to the hospital.

He also had to find time to buy a gift for Shu Pan but what should he get her?

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had no idea what Shu Pan liked.

Even during their three years of marriage, he did not pay attention to this question. That showed how big a failure he was as a husband. He had truly been blinded by hatred.

Sometimes when one regretted one’s actions and wanted to make up for it, one wouldn’t get the chance. That was the situation he was in now.

Gu Shaoting open the first document on his desk and cleared his mind of these unhelpful thoughts to focus on work.

He finished reviewing the documents in a shorter time than usual. He tidied up the documents and instructed Secretary Zhang with the next steps before he hurried out of the office.

He looked at his watch. It was already noon, Gu Shaoting turned his car around and drove towards Gathered Dragon. He called the restaurant on the way and ordered some food to takeaway.

He had almost forgotten about packing lunch. When he arrived, the food he ordered were already packed and ready for pick-up.

He carried the food to the hospital and realized that it was the first time he had ever worried about such trivial things.

But he was more than willing to take care of the mother and daughter now.

Inside the private room, Joy was sitting in her bed with her back on a pillow against the headboard. Her IV infusion had been completed but she still looked very tired. Her fever had subsided, and she had perspired a lot.

Shu Pan was wiping her sweat with a tissue.

“Uncle Gu, you’re here? You really didn’t lie to me. You came back so quickly.” Joy saw Gu Shaoting standing at the door first as Shu Pan had her back to the door.

“Baby Joy, are you feeling better?” Gu Shaoting’s heart ached when he saw his daughter’s tired appearance.

“I’m all good now. My fever is gone.” Joy even touched her own forehead to prove that her fever was gone.

Gu Shaoting was amused by her mischievous action. That was indeed good news.

“Bravo, Joy. Uncle bought you your favorite congee.” Gu Shaoting placed the bags he was carrying on the bedside table.

“Wow, that’s great. I’m starving.” Joy touched her stomach with a pitiful look.

“How are you back so quickly? Are you done with work?” Shu Pan felt that there was nothing much to do here anymore and was afraid that they got in the way of his work..