Chapter 27 You Have to Sleep with Me

Shen Jingni originally wanted to endure it, after all, in this manor, no one could spoil her and take care of her like her father and mother did.

She didn't want to trouble others.

But after waking up in the morning, her stomach kept hurting. She asked Chu You to find some stomach medicine, but it didn't help much.

It must be because I ate too many barbecue skewers and drank alcohol last night.

In addition, she hasn't been taking any medicinal diets lately, and her eating habits are not very regular.

So, having no other option, I had to call Zhao Zonglan.

Zhao Zonglan came with a doctor.

After describing her symptoms and medical history, the doctor prescribed some medication and instructed her to maintain a light diet, focusing on easily digestible foods, keep regular sleep patterns, and eat small, frequent meals...

Shen Jingni had heard these medical orders since she was a child, but she didn't want to listen. She nestled in Zhao Zonglan's arms, lazily yawning.

Unexpectedly, he pinched the soft flesh of her cheek.

Listen carefully.

His voice was deep and somewhat fierce.

Shen Jingni pouted in dissatisfaction and grumbled, "I'm in pain and sleepy, I can't remember~"

Although Zhao Zonglan knew she was being clever, he let her be.

He just pinched her cheek again as punishment.

Shen Jingni suddenly had a stomachache, which terrified Chu You.

If President Shen finds out, she'll be fired!

In order to help Shen Jingni recover as soon as possible, Chu You pulled Chang An aside and said, "Our boss usually takes care of her stomach with medicinal diets. Can we find an old Chinese medicine doctor to take a look?"

Shen Jingni glared at her when she heard this.

Who wants to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor? The medicine is so bitter.

Chu You sullenly shrank back and dared not speak.

Zhao Zonglan didn't indulge her.

He asked Chang An to bring over the traditional Chinese medicine doctor that Song Yanting had found.

The elderly doctor, with a full head of white hair, spoke sparingly, and after observing, listening, inquiring, and feeling the pulse, he began to write a prescription.

As he wrote, he spoke in a very serious tone: "This young lady suffers from spleen deficiency, a congenital weakness that she has had since childhood. She needs long-term tonification and cannot stop taking her medication arbitrarily."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Shen Jingni, his eyes sharp, "Did you remember?"

"oh."

Shen Jingni responded obediently, which was rare for her.

Because she felt guilty.

I haven't been taking my medicine properly lately.

Just like a student caught making a mistake by the head teacher, they wouldn't dare to misbehave anymore.

A faint smile flickered across Zhao Zonglan's eyes.

The person in his arms was so well-behaved that they were almost adorable.

After taking the medicine, Shen Jingni's stomach gradually stopped hurting.

During this time, Song Yanting had someone deliver wild crucian carp soup, saying that he had added a few Chinese herbs to it, which could nourish and warm the stomach.

She had no appetite and let Chu You drink it all.

Zhao Zonglan leaned against the headboard, reading documents to keep her company. He thought the little thing would calm down and go to sleep, but she seemed to have become energetic, pestering him with questions.

And they are all about other people.

"You didn't answer me properly last night. How did Sister Wen get into a car accident?"

Shen Jingni lay on the bed, tugging at his hand and playing with it. "And another thing, she and Mr. Song are not young anymore, why aren't they married yet?"

The barrage of questions began to annoy Zhao Zonglan.

He frowned slightly, looked up from the computer screen, and glanced at her with a cool gaze. "You care about them a lot?"

Shen Jingni didn't know why he was angry again.

What a capricious tyrant.

"No."

She lowered her eyes and simply shut up, but then she couldn't resist touching the ring on his hand.

This man has very beautiful hands.

Her fingers were long, with well-defined and symmetrical bones, and the veins on the back of her hands were winding, exuding an indescribable sexiness.

The ring is worn on the index finger of the right hand.

The understated wide silver band is inlaid with dark green jadeite, its serene color suggesting it has been around for some time.

Upon closer inspection, she noticed that there seemed to be characters carved inside and outside the ring, resembling Sanskrit from Buddhism, which she couldn't understand.

Shen Jingni couldn't help but ask curiously, "What character is this?"

His eyes were blank and confused.

She had only ever seen rings engraved with the recipient's name.

I've never seen this kind of writing before.

Zhao Zonglan placed the computer in front of him on the bedside table with an indifferent expression, put his strong hand around her waist, and said in a deep voice, "Go to sleep."

Shen Jingni had no desire to take a nap.

But there was nothing they could do; the tyrant was too powerful, leaving no room for negotiation.

She could only lie down, feeling wronged.

Okay.

If I could touch his abs while sleeping, that wouldn't be a bad idea.

Thinking this, Shen Jingni's hands began to secretly "do evil" again.

To satisfy her own desires, she even sweetly pleaded, "Then you have to sleep with me, okay?"

"Um."

Zhao Zonglan grabbed her unruly hand and held it firmly.

Hey, this is no problem for Shen Jingni.

If I can't touch it, I'll just use it as a pillow.

She struggled to shift her position, resting her head on his body and closing her eyes contentedly.

Noticing that Zhao Zonglan wanted to correct her sleeping position, she puffed out her cheeks and acted like a rascal: "Ugh, don't move, or I won't be able to sleep."

Zhao Zonglan sighed silently, and considering that she was a sickly girl, he let her go.

But she talks a lot even when she's sleeping.

"Zhao Zonglan, it's Christmas Eve today. You need to prepare a gift for your girlfriend."

"I really hope my room will be full of gifts when I wake up tomorrow morning."

"No, I can't sleep until tomorrow morning. I made plans to play with Song Yu and the others tonight."

"Zhao Zonglan, I want to see Santa Claus."

...

Her little mouth was babbling as if she were making a wish.

Zhao Zonglan was so angry he laughed.

-

Yes, today is Christmas Eve.

Zhao Zonglan stayed with Shen Jingni for a while, then went out after receiving a phone call.

All the guests invited by Song Yanting have arrived, making the hot spring resort exceptionally lively today.

In the evening, Wen Shuyi and Song Yu went to see Shen Jingni, but she was still asleep, so they didn't disturb her.

Tonight is an open-air party at Wangyuetai.

The Moon Viewing Platform is located at the highest point on the west side of the villa. It was originally used for stargazing, moon viewing, and enjoying the night view, and it is also a good place for couples to go on dates.

After renovation, an outdoor cocktail bar and an open-air barbecue area were added. Tonight, the lighting was specially arranged, and a band was invited to perform.

Xie Chengsui brought a female companion.

His female companion was pretty and wore a black pencil skirt underneath a camel coat. She had a curvaceous figure and nestled sweetly in Xie Chengsui's arms for warmth.

Xie Chengsui was never stingy with his sensible female companions.

Give them everything they are entitled to.

Just as the two were getting all lovey-dovey, Zhao Yueling came over arm in arm with a handsome guy who was 1.95 meters tall, and teased with a smile, "Third cousin has a sharp eye. The people around him are all in great shape. I'm so jealous."

Xie Chengsui raised an eyebrow with a nonchalant air. "Your taste is rather poor."

The one Zhao Yueling brought along wasn't particularly good-looking, except for his height.

At least among this group of people, they would be inconspicuous.

They've really fallen from grace.

You don't understand.

Instead of being angry, Zhao Yueling smiled meaningfully and said, "You can only know how good he is by experiencing it yourself."

Then Xie Chengsui understood.

After the two left, the woman in his arms took his hand and asked, "Do you understand?"

His tone was questioning; it was unclear whether he was feigning ignorance or genuinely didn't understand.

Xie Chengsui patted her face, and although he was smiling, the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Baby, I don't like pretending to be innocent."

His women were either pure or promiscuous.

It's meaningless if it's faked.

The woman reacted quickly and cleverly, immediately wrapping her arms around his waist and acting coquettishly, "I just wanted to tease you."

Then she stood on tiptoe and breathed sweetly into his ear, "Your place is also very, very good."

Xie Chengsui took a puff of his cigarette, leaned down and whispered something in her ear, laughing smugly.

Rong Zaiyi finally got to see Zhao Zonglan.

He came alone as before, without Miss Shen.

For some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a gathering of friends.

If she didn't bring her along, it means she's still just an outsider, not even a female companion.

She picked up her wine glass and went over to chat with Zhao Zonglan.

“I visited the old lady before I came here, and her illness has improved a lot.”

Rong Zaiyi looked at the aloof and indifferent man in front of her, smiled gently and dignifiedly, and mustered up her courage to take a step closer to him.

"She also invited me to go to Fuze Temple to offer incense in a few days. I wonder if you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sweet, soft female voice.

"Zhao Zonglan".

The slender figure stood not far away, smiling brightly and freely.

Rong Zaiyi heard Xie Chengsui and the others call her sister-in-law.

Zhao Zonglan, who had been standing beside her, strode towards the girl.

Once again, she gazed at his retreating figure, her smile freezing in the cold night.

Rong Zaiyi had seen Zhao Zonglan's back before.

On the contrary, she had seen it far too many times.

It didn't matter before, because he was someone who was always worthy of respect.

But things are different now.

It seems he has someone he cares about.