Feng Yaoyao, carrying a plate of fried rice, went from floor to floor calling out, "Xiao Bai, where did you go, Qin Bai..."

Hearing the shout, Feng Bin came out of his office.

"Girl, who are you looking for?"

"Qin Bai, have you seen him?"

"I saw it, didn't you tell him to leave?" Feng Bin began to feign ignorance.

"Oh dear, when did I let him leave? Why didn't you stop him?" Feng Yaoyao stamped her feet anxiously.

"I don't know."

Feng Bin glanced at the fried rice on the plate: "Did you make this?"

"Well, I was thinking of letting him try it." Her tone was full of disappointment.

"It seems he's not going to have the chance to taste it. Why don't we let Dad try it for him?"

"Have your concubine make it for you."

"Then this would be a waste. You can't just send it to Qin Bai, can you?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yaoyao's eyes lit up.

"That's right, I'll go find him now."

Seeing his daughter running all the way, Feng Bin's heart almost broke.

I wish I could slap myself a few times.

I just said it casually; I really didn't mean to give her any advice.

Now look what happened, I lost my daughter and my fried rice.

What a terrible thing to do.

......

Wanzhou was lying in bed, looking at her phone with a big, aunt-like smile on her face.

Qin Bai glanced at him in surprise as he walked in.

Judging from his current state, he must have found a couple he's shipping.

I really didn't realize he was actually in the industry.

Who are you bowing to?

Upon seeing him, Wanzhou immediately sat up.

"You."

"What the heck?"

Qin Bai never dreamed that this would happen to him one day.

Wanzhou circled around him and said, "You're all better so quickly? I thought you were going to be in the hospital for a while."

"It's just a muscle strain, it'll be fine in a few days."

"No wonder people with good health are in high demand."

Qin Bai took his phone: "What do you mean by 'in high demand'? Let me see what's going on."

A few minutes later.

"Holy crap, who the hell is spreading rumors about me?"

Wanzhou just kept chuckling to himself.

This couple is so much fun to ship! Most of the stuff online is so boring; it's all just acting.

Those around you are different; you know them inside and out.

Qin Bai's head was buzzing as he looked at the title of the post.

"The student council president suffered comminuted fractures in both arms while saving his counselor. The woman burst into tears on the spot and expressed her willingness to take care of him for the rest of his life."

Pictures don't lie.

The first picture shows Feng Yaoyao lying on top of Qin Bai.

The second picture shows Qin Bai with a pained expression.

The third picture shows Qin Bai being carried into the car.

In the fourth picture, Feng Yaoyao is facing Qin Bai, her face covered in tears, while Qin Bai forces a smile and says something.

The fifth one...

The title and picture alone are perfectly reasonable and well-founded.

Even if I were here, I couldn't explain it clearly.

Below this was a large group of sarcastic and sarcastic comments.

"Sexy Motor Butt: If I had this opportunity, I'd be happy to sit around picking up rich women, let alone drive a Ferrari."

"Dribbling past an 8-year-old: Is this a script? What are the chances of such a coincidence?"

"My grandma often slaps Zhao Zilong: What script? It's all Qin Bai's doing. Wasn't he walking with School Beauty Shen just a few days ago? What a scumbag."

Qin Bai turned and glared at Wan Zhou: "I have no grudge against you, why would I harm your godfather?"

"It's a misunderstanding. I didn't post this. You've forgotten, I've always been by your side."

He thought back and realized that he had indeed wronged this naive person.

Come to think of it, Wanzhou couldn't produce something so literary.

Could it be Feng Yaoyao?

Impossible. She was telling me stories at the hospital at that time; she wouldn't have had time for this.

This must have been done by some bored bastard; it's really gotten me into trouble.

Just then, Qin Bai's phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and his head nearly exploded.

Just what I feared most came to pass.

"Hey, Shen Muyao, what made you think of calling me?"

"Um."

Then... nothing happened.

No, ma'am, just ask me whatever you want. You can't expect me to ramble on and on about everything.

Thankfully, we heard a sound coming from the other end.

Are you alright?

"Oh, it's nothing, just a muscle strain."

Don't play dumb at this point; it's already quite impressive that Shen Muyao even asked that question.

"Feng Yaoyao..."

"She's fine, just a few minor scratches, nothing serious."

"Um."

"You two..."

Qin Bai immediately sensed a dangerous aura.

Ask this, then ask that, it's all fine.

However, asking the two questions together is not a good omen.

He wasn't narcissistic enough to think that Shen Muyao would fall for him in such a short time.

How could such an abstract word like "like" appear on a large block of ice?

It was only for the sake of the Shen family's reputation. It's not that it's unacceptable for one's fiancé to have an affair with another woman in a wealthy family, but it can't be made public.

Qin Bai cleared his throat and began a ten-minute self-clarification.

"At 8:30 in the morning, we took a bus to the suburbs, and then...blah blah blah...at this time, blah blah blah."

"That's roughly how things are, so our relationship is purely that of advisor and student."

Shen Muyao sat on the bed on the other end of the phone, her face still cold.

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