Chapter 66 A Brief Infatuation

Sure enough, after taking it out, Lin Yiluo ate much more heartily.

"Another bowl of soup, please."

"No, you've already drunk a bowl."

Ilo touched her belly, which was indeed quite swollen.

"Then I'll drink another half bowl."

Mo Ziyuan: "..."

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After dinner, Mo Ziyuan called Shi Jingsheng, who was still dealing with Lin Yi'an's work.

The moment I answered the phone, I felt utterly hopeless.

"What's up."

"Come to my place."

"Okay! I understand."

Shi Jingsheng hung up the phone, leaned heavily back in his chair, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then slowly got up. He pinched the bridge of his nose and went downstairs, calling out to Uncle Zhang who was passing by in the entryway.

"Uncle Zhang, where's your driver? Take me to school."

"yes."

Normally, Shi Jingsheng drives himself, but today he was really tired.

Pushing open the door, a chilly night wind carrying a drizzle rushed towards him. Shi Jingsheng glanced at the black car parked at the bottom of the steps, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He opened the car door and sat inside, the soft touch of the leather seats and the faint, distinctive leather scent of a new car instantly enveloping him.

"When did your young master buy the car?"

The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said respectfully.

"My young master bought this car half a month ago."

"Oh, it's a new car. It's quite comfortable to sit in."

The more a man looks around and touches things, the more satisfied he becomes.

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When Shi Jingsheng arrived, the two were reading books.

"They have quite the leisure and refined taste."

Lin Yiluo: "Hello, Brother Jingsheng."

Mo Ziyuan: "Let Yi Luo take a look."

Shi Jingsheng looked at Lin Yilu with a big smile.

"Come here, let Brother Jingsheng take your pulse."

After taking the girl's pulse, Mo Ziyuan sent her back to her room.

"Go find Zhixia and Zhiqiu and have them give you a bath."

"good."

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Mo Ziyuan: "How is it?"

Shi Jingsheng: "It's nothing serious. I'm in good health. Just eat the same as usual."

"good."

"As for Yi'an, should I have him come back tomorrow?"

"Whatever." Mo Ziyuan had no idea what Shi Jingsheng had done to him, and he could never have imagined that Shi Jingsheng would lock him up.

"That's good. I'm exhausted from handling his official business these past two days. I'll be going now!"

"Um."

Upon hearing this brief reply, Shi Jingsheng couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

"A cold-blooded and ruthless man is someone you use and then discard."

When they got back to Xinghe Bay, it was already 9 o'clock, and Shi Jingsheng was a little hungry.

"Uncle Zhang, fry me a steak."

"Okay, would you like anything else?"

"This one will do."

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Lin Yi'an lay on the bed watching TV, glancing towards the door every now and then.

It's so late, why hasn't anyone brought him food yet? He's starving. The food he gets every day is tasteless. He only ate a few bites at noon, which made him even weaker than before.

My eyes inadvertently glanced at the table, and wow! There's fruit there too.

Lin Yi'an was troubled when he saw the mango in his hand. How was he supposed to peel it? He couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Was this because they had entered the second stage and were no longer giving him food?

Are they trying to starve themselves for a few days and force themselves to submit?

What to do? He wanted to give in; he was so hungry.

There was a large fruit knife next to it, but it was too weak.

Lin Yi'an tried to pick up the fruit knife to peel the mango, but the mango seemed difficult to peel, and the man didn't hold the knife properly, so it fell and cut his arm.

Blood immediately gushed out and flowed down the man's arm.

"Drip, drip." It was obvious that the injury was quite serious, as the blood was flowing straight down.

He wanted to knock on the door, but he didn't have the strength.

Lin Yi'an had no choice but to pick up a piece of paper from the side and cover himself with it before lying down on the sofa.

Are Shi Jingsheng and Mo Ziyuan trying to kill me? It must be them, it must be. I won't die from bloodshed.

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The man downstairs had finally finished his meal and was playing on his phone when he suddenly remembered something.

Oh right, Yi'an! I haven't brought him his food yet.

He looked to the side and saw that the servants had already prepared the meal.

Shi Jingsheng grabbed the food and strode over.

When you open the door, the room is so quiet you can hear the wind blowing the curtains.

"Yi'an".

In the dim light, a hand is raised high on the sofa.

"here……"

The man immediately turned on the light. Under the blinding white light, Lin Yi'an was curled up on the sofa, her forearm wrapped with a tissue soaked in blood. Crimson blood seeped down the sofa seams, spreading dark stains on the carpet.

"no…"

"What's wrong with you? Trying to commit suicide? That's impossible!"

Shi Jingsheng hurried over and looked at the scene before him. He only understood when he glanced at Mango next to him.

Lin Yi'an said weakly, "Hurry up and save me."

Shi Jingsheng quickly pulled out a few more pieces of paper and had him cover it up.

"I'll go get the first-aid kit."

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The smell of disinfectant mingled with Shi Jingsheng's barely suppressed laughter, filling the room. He knelt as he bandaged Lin Yi'an, his knuckles turning white from the force, yet his shoulders still trembled uncontrollably.

"You actually injured yourself while peeling skin, hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, Lin Yi'an, hahahahaha."

"It's all your fault," Lin Yi'an said weakly, glaring at him.

"Cough cough."

Shi Jingsheng coughed twice, his expression turning serious.

"Lin Yi'an, I don't like you anymore."

Lin Yi'an: "...I've never liked you."

Shi Jingsheng: "To tell you the truth, I didn't lock you up on purpose."

Lin Yi'an slowly raised his eyes and let out a cold laugh.

"Give me an explanation? Otherwise, I won't forgive you."

"No, please forgive me, please forgive me."

Shi Jingsheng kept going over the reasons in his mind, and only when he saw the food that he brought him did he have a reason.

"Ahem, you know you're actually sick? I only found out a while ago. Didn't you find out that the food I've been bringing you these past few days was a little strange?"

"Yes, it has flavor, but sometimes it doesn't even have salt."

Shi Jingsheng's expression collapsed for a moment. What was wrong with this maid? She didn't even have salt in her cooking.

"No, I put some medicine in your food. It'll be good for your health after you eat it."

"Is that so?" Lin Yi'an gave a forced smile.

"yes."

"Then why do I feel so weak all over?"

"Well... that's because I wanted you to get some rest."

Lin Yi'an didn't want to hear his explanation.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"I didn't." Shi Jingsheng's eyes darted around and he started to smile, trying to get away with it.

The man didn't want to say anything more to him; Shi Jingsheng was just a jerk, why should he lower himself to their level?

"When can I go out?"

"Tomorrow," Shi Jingsheng said immediately.

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The next morning, Shi Jingsheng came early to change the man's dressing. Looking at the horrifying wound, Shi Jingsheng said...

"My heart aches so much, Yi-an, it feels like my heart is bleeding too."

Lin Yi'an felt like killing him.

He didn't sleep a wink last night again. Just a few days ago he was saying he liked me, which made me hesitate for a long time. In the end, he said he didn't like me anymore. What kind of person does he take me for? It's really too much.

"Shut up."

"oh."

The man had just finished bandaging his wound.

Lin Yi'an walked out, and Shi Jingsheng quickly chased after him.

Who knew that they would end up in the dressing room with Lin Yi'an.

Why did you come here with me?

Lin Yi'an looked at him as if he thought Shi Jingsheng wanted something from him.