Chapter 47: 0 points for reading comprehension?

[Inside the ward]

Fan Shengmei sat cross-legged on the bed, the table in front of her was covered with flower petals that she had just destroyed, and she was holding a wilted flower in her hand, doing the most stupid thing in an idol drama.

Like, dislike, like...

Andy handed her the peeled apple, took the bare flower stalk from her hand, and said helplessly,

"Just let them go."

She raised her eyes to look at Fan Shengmei, "If you want to know so much, go ask yourself."

Fan Shengmei's voice was still a little hoarse, and she pretended to be stupid.

"What are you asking?"

Andy raised an eyebrow and smiled, "You know what I'm talking about."

Fan Shengmei took a bite of the apple and said vaguely,

"I want to ask, he does all sorts of inexplicable things all day long, changing hospitals for me, sending people to deliver things, and even greeting me on time every day..."

She paused, feeling unsure, "It's hard not to think too much."

Andy nodded. "I support you."

Fan Shengmei suddenly said seriously: "But not now, we have to wait a moment."

Andy frowned, puzzled. "Is there any explanation? And we have to pick an auspicious day?"

Fan Shengmei swallowed hard and said seriously, "My salary was only paid on the 25th. His commission from the fund hasn't arrived yet; it's still going through the process."

She said seriously, "I can't end up with nothing, right? I'll lose face and money."

Andy: “…”

She shook her head helplessly and patted Fan Shengmei's shoulder.

"Be more confident."

Just as Fan Shengmei was about to say something else, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

Qu Xiaoxiao rushed in, holding a glittering golden bracelet in her hand, and said breathlessly,

"Sister Fan! Hurry! Put it on!"

She pulled Fan Shengmei's hand and put the lucky charm bracelet on her hand without saying anything.

"This is pure gold. I specially asked a high monk to bless it!"

She patted Fan Shengmei's shoulder and said, "After this ordeal, the scumbag and the illness are all gone. Your future will be bright!"

Andy smiled and asked, "Are you back from your trip?"

Qu Xiaoxiao nodded, "That's right! I came to see Sister Fan as soon as I got back!"

She patted her chest exaggeratedly and said, "I heard you were in trouble outside and was scared to death!"

She turned to Fan Shengmei and said, "Lanlan prayed for herself to attract romance, so I'll pray for you to be safe and have good luck!"

"Thank you." Fan Shengmei smiled.

"How is Lanlan?"

Andy asked casually, "Before, you said she was heartbroken, so you accompanied her on the trip. Now that the trip is over, are you feeling better?"

Qu Xiaoxiao waved her hands carelessly, "How can that be considered a broken heart? She's just suffering!"

She rolled her eyes and said, "She just took one look at Meng Yanchen at the dinner party and was completely bewitched by him. She had to ask her mother to find out."

She curled her lips and said with disdain, "But who are the Meng family? And who is Fu Wenying? The whole family is so arrogant that they even look down on our Qu family, let alone..."

"Little song!"

Andy noticed Fan Shengmei's increasingly stiff expression and immediately scolded her.

Qu Xiaoxiao finally reacted and quickly moved closer to Fan Shengmei, saying cautiously,

"Sister Fan, I, I don't mean anything else, it's just..."

She paused, not knowing how to explain, and simply asked directly,

"You and Meng Yanchen, are you still in contact?"

Fan Shengmei pursed her lips and forced a smile.

"No, we haven't been in touch much."

She stood up and pretended to be relaxed, "I'm going to wash my hands. This apple is so delicious..."

She walked quickly into the bathroom and deliberately turned on the faucet to the maximum.

But the sound outside the door is still so clear...

Andy lowered his voice to educate Qu Xiaoxiao,

“You…”

Qu Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue: "How could I have imagined that they were still in contact?"

She glanced towards the bathroom and muttered softly,

"I'm not talking nonsense. It's better for Sister Fan to face reality sooner."

She curled her lips. "Even if she wants to marry a rich man, she can't really set her sights on Meng Yanchen, right? What's the threshold for the Meng family? Meng Yanchen's mother is so powerful, will she agree?"

Andy frowned, "You better stop talking."

In the bathroom, the sound of water was rushing.

She placed her hands on the sink and looked up at the mirror.

This beautiful but no longer young face.

His eyes looked dull and he was a little swollen after lying down for a few days.

She took a deep breath and scooped up a handful of cold water to splash on her face.

Cold water droplets slid down her cheeks like tears.

She stared at the mirror and whispered to herself,

"Yes, be realistic, Fan Shengmei. You're past the age of dreaming."

Fan Shengmei came out of the bathroom and saw her cell phone screen light up.

There's no need to look, at this point, most of the news is from Meng Yanchen.

As expected——

Meng Yanchen: [What are you doing? Have you had lunch?]

She took a deep breath and tapped her fingers on the screen, as if she wanted to vent all her emotions in this message:

I took the medicine! I had lunch too! The chicken soup was good! The cucumber and pork slices and okra were both delicious! Your aunt said we'd have fish, meat pie soup, and steamed eggs for dinner! I also had fruit after dinner! I had an apple! The orange was a bit sour! I took a nap and took the medicine! I drank water! I drank mineral water! The doctor said to drink more hot water! The air is great! The flowers are ugly! Don't send it!!!"

The last three exclamation points almost pierce the screen.

Meng Yanchen paused as he loosened his tie in the office, staring at the sudden long message. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes behind his glasses, and then he raised the corners of his lips slightly and muttered to himself,

"So proactive today?"

Turning to Qin Yu, he instructed: "Pick some sweeter oranges and send them over tomorrow. Also, ask the florist to send lilies, as she doesn't like the roses today."

After a pause, he added, "Send a thermos over. The doctor said you should drink more hot water. Ask Auntie to make some pear soup tonight."

Qin Yu was no longer surprised. He calmly accepted the fact that his boss was in a one-sided relationship and wrote it down one by one.

Meng Yanchen replied with his slender fingers on the screen.

[Okay, I'll send someone to adjust it.]

When Fan Shengmei saw this reply, she was so angry that she threw her phone on the bed.

"Who is this?! 0 points for reading comprehension, right?"

—

At the same time, in a dim room.

The only light came from the computer screen, on which a secretly filmed video was playing.

In the picture, Meng Yanchen and Song Yan are fighting with each other.

Song Yan's voice came clearly:

"You still know she is your sister?"

"Then put away your dirty thoughts!"

"Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Admit it, you've been coveting your sister for years—"

"You are just a rat in the gutter, never seeing the light of day."

The video freezes on Meng Yanchen’s instantly pale face.

In the darkness, a black-gloved hand pressed the pause button and uttered a meaningful chuckle.