Cen Yu seemed to dislike this newly appointed superior very much. When he occasionally mentioned him, he would describe him as a "rich second generation," "parachuted in," and "arrogant."

This is also why Yu Xinyu, although she dislikes this boss very much, hasn't completely gone crazy yet.

He clutched the shirt in his hand, repeatedly reassuring himself, "It's okay, it's okay."

Cen Yu doesn't like him.

Cen Yu doesn't like anyone.

Yu Xinyu knew, of course, that Cen Yu didn't like her, but it didn't matter. Since Cen Yu didn't like anyone else, he was the only one, the boyfriend he himself acknowledged.

Thinking of this, Yu Xinyu felt a little more at ease.

Looking at the shirt in front of him again, and the perfume scent on it, he no longer felt that nauseous feeling. Instead, he happily rubbed his face against the shirt... Except for the collar and cuffs, which were stained with that annoying perfume scent, the rest of the shirt still smelled like Cen Yu's familiar perfume.

The woody scent is subtle and understated, with hints of bitter basil and damp moss—a fragrance with a cool, aloof feel…

Yu Xinyu buried his face in his shirt until his nostrils were filled with the familiar scent of perfume. The cool woody scent finally overpowered the original patchouli smell. Only then did he look up and carefully smooth out his shirt.

"Honey, I'm sorry," he muttered to himself, "I wrinkled your shirt."

"I'll buy you a new one then."

Cen Yu still doesn't know one thing: Yu Xinyu is not very good at washing clothes at all. Most of his own clothes were ruined by Yu Xinyu's washing—and then he would buy the exact same ones to pretend to be clean.

However, Yu Xinyu couldn't bear to throw away the clothes that were ruined in the wash, so she put them all in the huge wardrobe in her room.

If Cen Yu were to walk into Yu Xinyu's unlocked bedroom one day and open the wardrobe that takes up an entire wall, he would likely find many identical items to those in his own wardrobe—all of them discarded clothes that Yu Xinyu had ruined by washing.

After Yu Xinyu figured these things out, she felt much better and happily went to the shower to clean herself.

He squeezed out some of the same shower gel as Cen Yu, feeling secretly pleased with himself, and a smile appeared on his face. He felt that he and Cen Yu were not only using the same scented shower gel (of course, he bought the shower gel himself), but also wearing the same style of pajamas.

I just felt like Cen Yu's expression was a bit off when he came home tonight...

Yu Xinyu paused for a few seconds, then began to think carefully under the shower.

Could it be that damned boss is making things difficult for Cen Yu?

No, if that person was being difficult, Cen Yu would definitely come back with a dark expression.

Is he sick...?

Thinking of this possibility, Yu Xinyu started taking a shower much faster!

He decided to sneak into Cen Yu's room to take a look.

...

The room was dark and the curtains were drawn tightly.

As soon as Yu Xinyu walked in, he heard Cen Yu's steady breathing... He quietly closed the door behind him and came to Cen Yu's bedside, where he immediately saw the medicine placed on Cen Yu's bedside table.

Upon seeing that it was fever reducer, Yu Xinyu was immediately horrified.

He didn't care whether he would wake Cen Yu or not, and hurriedly reached out to touch Cen Yu's head—

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Cen Yu's forehead.

His body temperature was also higher than before.

Seeing this, Yu Xinyu found a thermometer again... Fortunately, the temperature wasn't too high, and it seemed that the fever reducer was starting to work.

Yu Xinyu lay on the edge of Cen Yu's bed. After a while, his eyesight gradually adjusted to the dim bedroom. Cen Yu, lying on his back, had a slightly flushed face and his breathing was more rapid than usual...

Yu Xinyu just lay there looking at Cen Yu's face.

He reached out, hesitated for a moment, and then slightly lifted Cen Yu's blanket... putting his hand inside the blanket.

Because of the fever and sweating, Cen Yu's pajamas were slightly damp and felt very uncomfortable to the touch, but Yu Xinyu did not dare to change Cen Yu's pajamas directly.

He could only go back and get a hot towel, and slowly wipe the sweat from Cen Yu's neck and forehead.

Yu Xinyu was lying on the edge of the bed. Perhaps because of the heat, Cen Yu's arm was stretched out of the blanket and limply draped over the edge of the bed... Yu Xinyu originally wanted to put his arm back in, but after looking at it for a while...

But she simply pressed her head slowly into Cen Yu's palm.

Her cheek slowly rubbed against Cen Yu's palm.

Because of the fever, Cen Yu's palms were also warmer than before, not the slightly cool temperature he remembered.

Yu Xinyu simply lay on the edge of the bed, looking at Cen Yu's face and the beauty mark under Cen Yu's eye.

The arm that Cen Yu stretched out was the very hand with the tattoo on it... Yu Xinyu lay there, looking at the little angel blowing a trumpet on Cen Yu's forearm.

He reached out and traced the little angel's features, opened his mouth, and finally just gently bit Cen Yu's forearm, leaving no mark on the skin.

Just then, Cen Yu's phone, which was on the bedside table, suddenly received a message.

The screen suddenly lit up.

Yu Xinyu knew he shouldn't look at it, but the little devil in his heart compelled him to take a look... and then, a second before the screen went dark again, he saw who had sent the message.

[Big Star]

Sang Qianshan!

Yu Xinyu immediately knew that the person who sent the message was Sang Qianshan.

Of all the people Cen Yu knows, he's the only celebrity...

At that moment, Yu Xinyu's own phone also vibrated. He didn't want to turn it on at first; he just wanted to lie on the edge of the bed and watch Cen Yu. But the phone kept vibrating... Yu Xinyu finally turned it on impatiently.

Then I discovered that my small group had started sending messages like crazy and tagging me.

[Group Chat: It's an injustice if Sang Gege doesn't become popular (178)]

[Sang Gege's sugar daddy: Holy crap! Gege actually announced she's going to be on a variety show?!]

[Little Fool: Hehe, what happened to the movie stars not coming down to earth (licks lips)? It's because the sponsor ran out of money, so they had to go on variety shows to make money (winks)]

[AA Lao Wang Auto Repair: A reality show featuring ordinary people as friends (questions) (questions) (questions), I'd like to ask, does Gege (Sang Gege) have any ordinary people as friends? Isn't Sang Gege known for praising the powerful and belittling the weak? Ordinary people as friends? Does she even know what "friend" means??]

[Eating a ton a day: What does the group admin think of @Xiaoyu?]

[Sang Gege's sugar daddy: What does the group owner think of @Xiaoyu?]

[Xiao Huhu: What does the group owner think of @Xiaoyu?]

[AA Lao Wang Auto Repair: What does the group admin think of @Xiaoyu?]