Chapter 129: Reporter Wen
Chapter 129: Reporter Wen
An Yu was awakened by feeling unwell in the middle of the night.
Vomiting and diarrhea, weakness in the limbs, and rapid breathing.
It is likely alcohol poisoning caused by excessive drinking.
An Yu, who valued her life highly, took a taxi to the hospital.
Emergency intravenous infusion.
It was already past four in the morning.
After finishing her IV drip, An Yu dozed off on the hospital bed for a while until the sunlight outside the window was bright. Then, with a still slightly dizzy head, she got up, grabbed her ID card from the bedside table, and prepared to leave the hospital.
The emergency department is connected to the outpatient department.
An Yu walked along, her phone ringing incessantly.
There were reports that Wen Jin was also concerned about her, and there were also reports that Xu Xiangbai was enjoying the drama.
Scroll up further, and you'll find Xu Xiangbai's video evidence.
"Look carefully, if you have bruises on the back of your hand tomorrow morning, it's because you slammed the door frame yourself."
"The entire process of making honey water is open, transparent, and non-toxic."
"I'm really impressed with you, An Yu. I only took a quick shower and you've already rolled under the bed. Wake up, you're not allowed to sleep here."
"This is the auntie who changed your clothes. The auntie waved to the camera, and I said 'hello,' and she said 'hi~'. And you on the bed, don't play dead, I greeted you and you didn't respond, are you playing hard to get?"
Grass--
Xu Xiangbai, I will never forgive you.
An Yu was so engrossed in watching the horrific videos Xu Xiangbai sent that she didn't notice the road in front of her.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a doctor in a white coat walking towards me. His figure was graceful and aloof, and the faint smell of disinfectant was mixed with a sophisticated woody fragrance.
An Yu's body brushed against the other person's arm.
With just a light bump, the phone slipped from my hand without me even noticing.
An Yu's expression changed, and she caught it with both hands to prevent it from falling and shattering the screen, but the ID card in her palm had somehow slipped out of her hand.
She was completely unaware.
The phone landed safely in her palm. An Yu breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head to apologize, "I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going."
The other person didn't speak.
A young nurse nearby greeted the man warmly, "Dr. Zhou, time to hand over the shift?"
"Hmm." The deep reply came from beside him.
An Yu's back stiffened.
What did she just hear?
week--
doctor.
An Yu seemed to realize something, but dared not look up to confirm, and lowered her head to make a run for it.
"Madam, please wait a moment." But then that voice rang out again.
An Yu straightened her back immediately, frozen in place, not daring to turn around.
After being rejected when he confessed his feelings, now that they meet again, will Zhou Jichen still remember him?
Although he knew he couldn't afford to play games, his pride was hurt by Zhou Jichen's blunt rejection, and he complained to Wen Jin about Zhou Jichen quite a bit afterward.
But it's not illegal to speak ill of others, and you can't even complain a little about not being able to have the one you love?
That was just her immature behavior during puberty.
Although they were in the wrong and spoke with great confidence, they chickened out when they actually met in person.
After all, there's always a feeling of being inferior, which is quite embarrassing.
So An Yu decided to pretend she couldn't hear it in just one second.
There's no rule that says a beautiful woman can't be deaf.
Her feet felt like they were greased; she wanted to slip away as fast as she could.
"An Yu."
His voice deepened a bit.
This also shattered An Yu's illusions; Zhou Jichen really did still remember her.
Admit it, her pretty face is still an advantage.
Although he didn't know why Zhou Jichen had called him over, they didn't have anything to reminisce about anyway.
An Yu cleared her throat, still feeling a little proud, but also embarrassed to stand in front of someone who had rejected her.
So she continued to play dumb.
An Yu happened to have a pair of sunglasses in her pocket, so she took them out and put them on before casually turning her body away.
"You're my fan, right? Wow, you even recognized me! You're a true fan!"
"I'm not feeling well today, so I won't take a photo with you. But I can give you an autograph if you want."
"I didn't bring a photo, so where would I sign it? Signing it on your white coat would probably be uncivilized, since my handwriting isn't very good, hahaha."
I should have listened to my manager and practiced signing my autograph beforehand.
She was rambling incoherently.
Until Zhou Jichen opened his palm in front of An Yu, his cool tone remained completely calm:
"Your ID card."
In that instant, An Yu felt like she was a lunatic.
Zhou Jichen, don't remember her, please don't remember her.
Destroy it all, I don't want to live anymore, hahahahahaha.
She instantly adopted a wooden, numb expression, serious and meticulous.
"Thanks."
Then he politely accepted it, and turned away stiffly.
She walked to the corner of the corridor with the most dignified posture of a female star, and then started sprinting like a 100-meter dash.
It was as if as long as she ran fast enough, she could shake off that memory.
How embarrassing!!!
At the other end of the corridor, Zhou Jichen stood still, watching An Yu's figure walk away until it disappeared.
The nurse had just interrupted his thoughts and was looking in the direction he was lost in with some confusion.
There were many people around, but I couldn't see anything special about them.
"Dr. Zhou, what are you looking at?"
"nothing."
*
That promotional interview eventually ended up back on the shoulders of the marketing manager.
After the interview, a light autumn rain began to fall outside, bringing with it the chill of early autumn.
The crew's car was blocked on Yunxiang Road due to a car accident, so they had to take a detour, which delayed them.
Wen Jin and Xiao Yin sat in the lobby on the first floor waiting.
The receptionist kindly prepared hot tea for us.
In addition to the interview video, Wen Jin also needs to write a summary statement on this part of the content.
Having just had a brainstorming session, Wen Jin didn't want to waste the thoughts that were now flooding her mind.
She took out a yellow work notebook and pen from her bag and started taking notes.
Xiao Yin was scrolling through her phone and came across something interesting. She leaned over and shared it with Wen Jin, saying, "This...this...I'm going to be rich!"
The edge of the phone knocked the pen out of Wen Jinye's hand.
It fell onto the porcelain white floor and rolled forward with a gurgling sound.
Wen Jin lowered her head and followed the pen until it stopped in front of a pair of clean, shiny leather shoes.
Wen Jin looked up and noticed that the private elevator facing the lobby had been opened at some point. Fu Yanjing was in the lead position, with his assistant beside him.
Several men in suits walked out one after another from behind him.
The rolling of the pen made him pause briefly.
The assistant whispered a reminder, "It's Reporter Wen."
"Give it back to her." His indifferent face remained expressionless, and his clear gaze swept over Wen Jinye only once before looking away.
He then walked out of the Henderson Building with an air of superiority and composure.
His car was parked at the entrance, only two or three meters away. The security guard quickly opened his black umbrella to prevent Fu Yanjing from getting wet in the rain.
Everything is normal.
Only the assistant noticed something was amiss.
But I can't quite put my finger on it.
The assistant bent down, picked up the pen, handed it to Wen Jinye, and then chased after her.
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