Li Yuheng stared at Shu Bai's back, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind—this back was like a large white soap bar with dents, narrow in the middle and gradually widening towards both ends.
He picked up the spray and sprayed it a few times onto the rash: "Bear with it."
Shu Bai's back muscles tensed instantly, but he didn't utter a sound.
Li Yuheng suddenly noticed several old scars on his shoulder blades, as if he had been cut by some sharp weapon.
"Your injury..."
Shu Bai's voice was indifferent: "It's from filming."
Li Yuheng's fingers gently traced the scars, his brows furrowing slightly: "What kind of drama could cause such injuries?"
Shu Bai turned his head to the side, a hint of warning in his eyes: "Teacher Li, your curiosity is a bit too strong."
Li Yuheng withdrew his hand and shrugged: "Fine, I won't ask." He picked up the spray bottle and sprayed it twice more. "But you're too delicate. You get like this from just a little coffee. Who will dare invite you for afternoon tea in the future?"
Shu Bai sneered: "No need for you to bother."
Looking at his stubborn back of the head, Li Yuheng suddenly found it somewhat amusing.
This person was clearly so weak he looked like he could collapse at any moment, yet he was as stubborn as a rock.
He deliberately mischievously dipped his fingertip in the ointment and lightly scratched it on Shu Bai's back.
Shu Bai shuddered and turned around to glare at him angrily: "What are you doing?!"
Li Yuheng looked completely innocent: "Applying medicine, why is Teacher Shubai reacting so strongly?"
Shu Bai gritted her teeth: "...Do you need to draw on my back with your finger to apply the medicine?"
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow: "Oh? What did I draw?"
Shu Bai: "..."
He can't exactly say that he feels like this person has written "turtle" on his back.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Yuheng smiled and withdrew his hand: "Alright, the medicine is done. Teacher Shubai, please rest well. I'll be going now."
Shu Bai stared at Li Yuheng's retreating figure and suddenly asked, "Did you orchestrate the trending topics?"
Li Yuheng paused, then turned around with a nonchalant smile on his face: "What did Teacher Shubai say? I don't understand."
"The seventeen minutes you disappeared from the amusement park today," Shu Bai's voice was hoarse yet sharp, "is enough to contact the public relations team."
Her pale fingers gripped the corner of the blanket tightly, her knuckles turning white: "If you did it, then you'd better get out of here right now."
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow: "Why? Don't you want to clear your name?"
His pale fingers unconsciously clenched the bedsheet, his knuckles turning white: "This circle has never operated on 'justice'."
He raised his eyes, his gaze calm as still water. "The video can clear my name, but it can't change the fact that I've been abandoned by capital."
Li Yuheng stared at him, then suddenly sneered: "So you're admitting it? Willing to leave the entertainment industry carrying the stigma of 'violent maniac'?"
A mocking smile curled at the corners of Shu Bai's lips: "It's been three years. I don't care what others say about me anymore."
He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, "And... that actress from back then is still in the industry."
Li Yuheng was taken aback.
Shu Bai lowered her eyelashes, her voice so low it was almost inaudible: "She's finally made it this far, and now that the video has been released, her Weibo account is probably already flooded with criticism."
Li Yuheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly strode back to the bedside and grabbed Shu Bai's wrist: "Shu Bai, listen carefully—" He leaned closer, his eyes sharp as knives, "First, I didn't put the video on, but I think it was a good thing."
Shu Bai struggled for a moment, but couldn't break free.
“Second,” Li Yuheng sneered, “do you think you can protect everyone by quietly retiring from the industry? If that actress really had any backbone, she should have stood up for you three years ago!”
Shu Bai's pupils suddenly contracted: "What do you know! She was only nineteen years old then, just starting out—"
"So you deserve to be the sucker?" Li Yuheng suddenly let go of him, took out his phone from his pocket, swiped it a few times, and shoved it in front of Shu Bai's eyes. "Look! She just posted a statement two minutes ago!"
The screen prominently displayed the Weibo account of popular young actress @迎清禾:
"What happened three years ago, I owe @Shubai a thank you and an apology. Thank you for standing up for me when I was most helpless, and I'm sorry for remaining silent out of cowardice. The truth may be late, but justice should not be absent. #ZeroToleranceForWorkplaceBullying#"
The accompanying image is a handwritten letter, with neat yet powerful handwriting.
Shu Bai's breathing froze.
Li Yuheng put his phone away, his tone unusually serious: "Shu Bai, not everyone in this world is as fragile as you think." He turned to walk towards the door, then stopped. "By the way, those scars on your back—"
Shu Bai suddenly looked up.
"Was it from being cut by a prop while filming underwater scenes for 'Dark Surge'?" Li Yuheng turned around and winked at him. "I've seen the behind-the-scenes footage; you can hold your breath for quite a while."
Shu Bai stood there stunned until the door clicked shut, then he clenched his fists as if waking from a dream.
...Just who is this person?
Outside the door, Gong Yu was raising his hand as if to knock, but when he saw Li Yuheng come out, his face stiffened: "Teacher Li, how is Teacher Shu Bai?"
Li Yuheng glanced at him and said coldly, "You won't die."
Gong Yu forced a smile: "Can I go in and see him? After all, it's because of me..."
Li Yuheng interrupted directly: "He's asleep, don't disturb him." After saying that, he took a long stride, walked past Gong Yu, and went downstairs.
Gong Yu stood still, staring at Li Yuheng's back with a sinister look, his fingers gripping the door frame tightly.
Downstairs, the guests had resumed their meal. Seeing Li Yuheng come down, Zhao Wen was the first to stand up: "Is Professor Shu Bai alright?"
Li Yuheng pulled out a chair and sat down: "It's okay, I'll be fine after taking the medicine and sleeping for a while."
Yu Keke asked softly, "Um... is a coffee allergy very serious?"
Li Yuheng picked up a piece of pork rib and said casually, "It depends on the situation. In severe cases, it can lead to shock."
When Gong Yu came downstairs, her face was a little pale.
You Keke immediately went over to him with concern: "Gong Yu, are you alright? You look terrible..."
Gong Yu forced a smile: "I'm fine, I just... feel very guilty."
Without looking up, Li Yuheng stuffed a piece of pork rib into his mouth: "It's right to feel guilty. Remember to stay away from coffee next time."
Gong Yu's expression froze: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know that Teacher Shu Bai was allergic to coffee..."
Zhao Wen slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "Hey, hey, hey, why is the atmosphere so heavy? Come on, let me give you an impromptu stand-up comedy performance!"
She cleared her throat, mimicking Gong Yu's tone: "'I'm sorry, I really don't know~'" Then, suddenly switching to Shu Bai's cold expression, she said, "'Get lost.'"
Yu Keke spat out a mouthful of soup and hurriedly grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth.
Jiang Wei raised an eyebrow: "Zhao Wen, are you trying to start a war?"
"No way!" Zhao Wen turned to Gong Yu with a grin. "Teacher Gong, don't mind me. I just think your apology was so rhythmic, it's perfect for making jokes."
Just kidding, she personally witnessed how Gong Yu "accidentally" did it.
How dare they mess with her idol like that? I'll make them pay with my sarcastic remarks.
Gong Yu's face turned pale and then flushed, and he forced a smile, saying, "...Teacher Zhao is really humorous."
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