Chapter 41 No Official Status "Qin is Jin, you like me."...

Mo Ningzhi took a nap, but her symptoms not only did not improve, but worsened. Feeling dizzy and disoriented, she was pinned against the wall by Qin Weijin, and it took her a long time to process what Qin Weijin was saying.

His legs felt a little weak, and he leaned against the wall, half-opening his eyes as he looked at Qin Weijin, who had an angry expression on his face. "Brother Jin, I don't quite understand what you mean."

He was probably dizzy from taking the wrong cold medicine. Mo Ningzhi felt that his understanding was a bit strange, as if he had secretly loved Qin Weijin for a very long time without his knowledge.

Moreover, Qin Weijin's current situation is somewhat strange.

Like a wronged husband who has been seduced and abandoned by a scumbag and is now demanding an explanation.

But... where is that scumbag?

Him?

Mo Ningzhi felt as if she had taken expired cold medicine.

"Still trying to play dumb? Mo Ningzhi, with your background and such a brilliant resume, what are you doing here with me?" Qin Weijin initially remained calm, but his tone became more forceful as he spoke, each word almost interrogating.

Mo Ningzhi stared slowly into Qin Weijin's eyes, somewhat stunned.

The medicine he took this afternoon probably really had some problems; it took him a long time to clear his somewhat stiff thoughts.

At first, he agreed to be Qin Weijin's assistant with a malicious intent, wanting to see how Qin Weijin would react when he discovered that his assistant was a hater. Later, he felt that since he had become an assistant, he should do his job well. So he was willing to get out of the car to drive away the stalker fans, help Qin Weijin avoid allergens, and accompany Qin Weijin to work overtime.

Later, Mo Ningzhi discovered that Qin Weijin was completely different from the rumored scandalous person. He stopped badmouthing Qin Weijin in the group and showed more sincerity in protecting him during emergencies. After that, the two of them spent more time together. However, he didn't know when his feelings for Qin Weijin completely changed.

Mo Ningzhi lowered his eyes; he couldn't answer Qin Weijin's question.

However, his evasiveness seemed to have offended Qin Weijin. The usually suave and charming superstar was now cornering him and relentlessly pressing him for answers, even looking somewhat out of control: "You can't lie to me. I've seen everything you've done these past few days. Do you know how much you've done for me?"

To be honest, no.

Many unexpected situations arise suddenly, giving no time to react. He instinctively tries to extricate himself, and then forgets about it afterwards.

But Mo Ningzhi glanced at Qin Weijin's expression and didn't dare to say anything.

Mo Ningzhi's cautious and obedient manner made Qin Weijin feel his volatile blood finally calm down. He keenly sensed that something was wrong with Mo Ningzhi, but his out-of-control rationality still compelled him to continue questioning her, "If you're unhappy with work, you can tell me. If you have any requests, just say so. Why are you always running away? I never said I didn't like you."

"..."

Mo Ningzhi paused for a long time, finally understanding. The ache in his heart beat faster than his thoughts; his heart, which had gradually calmed down during his sleep, started pounding wildly again because of Qin Weijin's words. He stared blankly at Qin Weijin, looking a little dazed, and asked, "Qin Weijin, you like me?"

This was the first time Qin Weijin had ever chased someone to their home and forcefully confessed his feelings, both on and off screen. He hadn't realized it before, but now that he was back in his senses, he felt it was a bit inappropriate. "Yes, I like you."

His Adam's apple bobbed nervously, and he blinked rapidly. "Is there anything you want to say?"

Mo Ningzhi was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I'm a little surprised."

"What's the surprise?" Qin Weijin felt that Mo Ningzhi was acting very differently than usual. She answered all his questions and didn't resist when he was pinned against the wall. If it were any other time, she would have already kicked him and then, not only that, she would have been angry and embarrassed and would have gone out of her way to avoid him for several days. He would have to coax her slowly to get her back.

Mo Ningzhi touched her chest and gently rubbed it. "Can I answer you later?"

Qin for Jin: "Why?"

"My heart is beating a little fast right now," Mo Ningzhi said seriously.

"..."

Qin Weijin couldn't help but turn his head and smile.

The close proximity of the two bodies not only increased the temperature but also caused oxygen to thin. Mo Ning belatedly realized that she was having some difficulty breathing, turned her head, and pushed Qin Weijin, saying, "Move aside first."

Qin Weijin instinctively grabbed the hand that was pressed against his chest. He didn't really want to leave; it was rare to see this person's well-behaved side. But when his palm touched Mo Ningzhi's skin, he felt a burning sensation. Remembering how hoarse Mo Ningzhi's voice was that morning, Qin Weijin reached out and touched his forehead. "So hot, why didn't you go to the hospital?"

"I'm not hot, I'm cold." Mo Ningzhi shivered in the sweltering summer heat, pushed Qin Weijin away, and ran back to the sofa to curl up.

Qin Weijin turned on the light and went after them. The wrinkles on the sofa indicated that Mo Ningzhi had just slept there. The balcony door was open, and the damp, cold night wind made the curtains flutter.

Is this the environment in which Mo Ningzhi slept for so long?

Qin Weijin frowned. "Wake up, I'll take you to the hospital."

“I’m not going.” Mo Ningzhi lay on the sofa with her back to him. “I don’t like the smell of the hospital. I’ll be fine after a nap.”

"Did you take your medicine?"

Mo Ningzhi paused for a moment before slowly saying, "I ate two expired ones."

Qin for Jin: "?"

There was a half-open aluminum foil cardboard box on the coffee table, with a few pills missing. It must have been taken recently. The production date on the medicine box was very recent. Mo Ningzhi was probably delirious from her illness and that's why she thought she had taken expired medicine.

Qin Weijin found a thermometer to check his temperature, which was less than 39 degrees Celsius, not a high fever.

Since someone was unwilling to go to the hospital, Qin Weijin didn't force them. He patted the person on the sofa on the shoulder and said, "Go back to your room and sleep. It's cold here."

Mo Ningzhi had already closed his eyes. This person looks completely different when he's asleep and when he's awake. He shifted impatiently and said, "None of your business. I haven't showered, so I'm sleeping on the sofa."

Mo Ningzhi's face was sour. The annoyance of being disturbed from sleep and his physical discomfort made him very irritable, but Qin Weijin had just confirmed their feelings for each other and had a very positive view of Mo Ningzhi, so he showed 100% patience. "Then I'll take you to sleep in the guest room?"

"..."

If there's no rebuttal, then there's hope.

Qin Weijin continued, "This place is too small and uncomfortable to sleep in. The guest room has a bigger bed, and you don't have to worry about getting it dirty..."

Before he could finish speaking, the person on the sofa got up with a terrible expression, grabbed a cushion, and rushed into the guest room.

There were only two guest rooms in the house. Mo Ningzhi remembered not to sleep in Li Yan's room. Just as she had mentally prepared herself and lay down on the bed, Qin Weijin came in with a glass of water. "Take your medicine before you sleep."

Mo Ningzhi, his head covered, said, "I've already eaten. Get out."

The blankets in the guest room had a pleasant fragrance that made her head feel much better. Mo Ningzhi frowned, pulled the blanket closer, and pressed it against her chin.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, the blanket was pulled off.

"Didn't you say you were taking expired medicine?" Qin Weijin placed the pills in front of him. "These were just bought this morning and are still within their expiration date. Take them before you go to sleep."

"..."

Mo Ningzhi silently got up, quickly swallowed the medicine, and then lay down in bed without saying a word, looking very tough.

Qin Weijin was worried about his health, but at the same time, he found him adorable in a strange way, and the smile on his lips never disappeared. "I'm going to make dinner now, I'll call you later."

The bulge on the bed remained motionless.

The sound of the door closing came from outside the blanket. Mo Ningzhi opened his eyes in the darkness. His mind was a little confused, and he couldn't quite describe the feeling. His heart felt a little sour and tender, but as soon as he thought of Qin Weijin, that sourness turned into a different feeling.

The house was so soundproofed that he couldn't hear what Qin Weijin was doing outside, but all he could think about was the image of Qin Weijin cooking in the kitchen wearing a rustic apron. Mo Ningzhi suddenly felt a sense of peace, rolled up in the blanket, and drifted off to sleep.

Mo Ning's sleep wasn't good when he had a cold. He didn't know how long he had slept. Occasionally when he opened his eyes, he would feel the ceiling and floor spinning. Sometimes he would wake up in a daze and feel someone gently wiping his face and hands with warm water. Mo Ning would only lift his eyelids for a moment before falling back asleep under the influence of the medication.

When Zhengzhen woke up, it was already completely dark. The lights of the tall buildings outside the window were scattered like stars, and the night sky was not visible. However, Mo Ningzhi felt that she could smell the aroma of food, and more than one kind.

Just as she finished thinking this, the door opened. Mo Ningzhi looked up, about to speak, when Li Yan turned on the light. "Are you really sick?"

Seeing it was him, Mo Ningzhi leaned back and listlessly hummed in agreement. Li Yan didn't notice that his brother had revealed two completely different emotions in just a few seconds, and walked in on his own, saying, "I didn't believe what Qin Weijin said earlier. Did he think he was lying to me? Your body wasn't this weak before. How come you've suddenly become like Lin Daiyu?"

Mo Ningzhi said irritably, "Get lost."

"Alright, alright." Li Yan raised his hands in surrender. "You sound quite energetic, so you should be fine. But why are you sleeping in Qin Weijin's room?"

"..."

Mo Ningzhi glanced around, slowly regained his senses, and finally realized that he had overlooked something—he had forgotten that Qin Weijin had been staying at his house for the past few days.

He took a nap and sweated a lot, so he couldn't sleep on this bed anymore. What should Qin Weijin do? Go back upstairs? That's not safe. Sleep on the sofa? It's too short for him to fit.

Mo Ningzhi turned to look at the bedside table, but didn't see her phone. She said to Li Yan, "Help me call a cleaning lady to come and clean this guest room and change the bedding."

Li Yan nodded: "I understand, so now you..."

Mo Ningzhi threw off the covers and got out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower first."

He moved so fast that Li Yan only realized what was happening after he had already walked out the door. "Hey, can't you take a shower now?"

Mo Ningzhi didn't care about anything else. He had just sweated and felt sticky and uncomfortable, so he went back to the master bedroom, grabbed his pajamas, and went into the bathroom.

When Qin Weijin brought him dinner, he found only an empty guest room.

Mo Ningzhi took a quick shower and came out. When she finished, the cleaning lady had already arrived and was cleaning the guest room and changing the bedding.

Qin Weijin brought out dinner from the kitchen. Mo Ningzhi was about to walk over when she suddenly remembered something, stepped back in front of the mirror, and raised her hand to press down the hair sticking up on her head.

But after a few seconds, his movements slowed down.

Having just experienced what seemed like a confession, he was now unsure how to face Qin Weijin. Should he act the same way as before? He couldn't, but if he were to take it a step further, Mo Ningzhi felt it was better to stay the same as before.

Qin Weijin has a special status and so many fans. If he were to discover that his handsome and unparalleled superstar had been stolen away by a mere assistant, who knows what kind of sensation it would cause.

Although the current social environment is not so restrictive towards same-sex relationships, Mo Ningzhi still doesn't want to see Qin Weijin embroiled in scandals.

He tried hard to clear his head for a long time, but as soon as he got to the dining table and saw Qin Weijin, he lost all his rationality and his mind was filled with the image of being pinned against the wall.

Yes, Qin Weijin likes him.

Qin Weijin's gaze fell on his half-wet hair. "You took a shower?"

Mo Ning nodded knowingly, yet deliberately, as if committing a crime.

"It's already been washed, there's no point in settling accounts now." Qin Weijin frowned and took his temperature again. "It's alright, the fever hasn't gone back. Let's eat first."

Before Mo Ningzhi could react, she had already obediently sat down.

Qin prepared three dishes and a soup for Jin, and also cooked porridge. All of them were light in flavor and looked bland at first glance, but they tasted very fresh.

The porridge tasted great too.

"Have some soup, your lips are very dry." Qin Weijin ladled him a bowl of soup, his movements extremely natural. At this moment, Mo Ningzhi even felt that he was the guest who should be restrained in this house.

"oh."

Mo Ningzhi's tone was a little low. How could someone confess their feelings and then act like nothing had happened?

"What's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?" Qin Weijin looked up at him.

Mo Ningzhi paused for a moment, then buried her head in her porridge. "No."

"That's good," Qin Weijin said.

Mo Ningzhi slowly ate her porridge, and the next second, she heard Qin Weijin suddenly say, "Do you remember what I just told you?"

Mo Ningzhi paused for a moment: "I remember."

Qin Weijin glanced at his ear and smiled, "I thought you'd forgotten after taking a nap."

Mo Ningzhi looked up and stared at him blankly.

Qin Weijin's expression remained unchanged. "I'm prepared to say it again."

"..."