Chapter 56: The test lasted thirty-seven days, two hours, and forty-eight minutes. ...
Ye Qishan was nearly driven mad with anger upon hearing those two light words.
He didn't dare to lose his temper with Jiang Xiliu, but he did dare to with Jin Zhao. He sent a string of random curses, but he didn't receive any new messages by the time the bachelor party ended.
In the middle of the night, Ye Qishan felt increasingly uneasy and scrolled back up to look at his chat history with Jin Zhao.
He did say all the things, but it seems that Jin Zhao, that bastard, was leading him. At first, he didn't think of Shen Yu at all. It was Jin Zhao who brought up Shen Yu for him, which is why he said something like letting Shen Yu take care of the child.
No wonder Lu Xinyue said he didn't know how to play tricks.
This simple-minded man was completely fooled by Jin Zhao.
But if he were to talk to Jiang Xiliu now, Jiang Xiliu would definitely ignore him.
Ye Qishan got out of bed and washed his face. Suddenly, he remembered that Jin Zhao didn't know that Jiang Xiliu had entrusted him with the arrangements for their wedding.
He could use the wedding as a way to get revenge on Jin Zhao!
However, this matter needs to be considered carefully. Lu Xinyue will be recording the entire wedding tomorrow, and he can't look bad standing next to Jiang Xiliu.
Ye Qishan lulled himself to sleep again.
...
Jiang Xiliu is a very kind person; she almost never holds grudges. When she saw Ye Qishan in the morning, she didn't say anything to him.
Ye Qishan acted as if nothing had happened yesterday. He started following her again and asked, "Jiang Xiliu, when are you leaving? Let's go together."
Jiang Xiliu thought for a moment and then refused: "No."
She ate her meal slowly and deliberately: "Jin Zhao will wait for me at the airport."
Ye Qishan lost his appetite. He was jealous that Jin Zhao could marry her, and he was also jealous that Jin Zhao's name kept coming up in her mouth.
An unintelligent brain rarely becomes intelligent when consumed by jealousy.
He said, "That's perfect! Didn't you ask me to organize your wedding? I'll just have to discuss ideas with him."
Jiang Xiliu raised an eyebrow.
Last night Ye Qishan was still reluctant, but today he's so proactive?
However, no matter what Ye Qishan's ulterior motives were, they wouldn't affect Jiang Xiliu.
Jiang Xiliu was too lazy to even think about Ye Qishan's purpose; if she actually figured it out, she would feel that her IQ had dropped.
"OK."
Because Jiang Xiliu agreed to leave with him, Ye Qishan was full of energy all day.
He even managed to snatch the bouquet, which infuriated Lu Xinyue, who yelled that she wanted to go back and throw it again.
But Ye Qishan quickly stuffed the bouquet into Jiang Xiliu's hands, and Lu Xinyue immediately changed her expression: "My bouquet looks better when Xiliu holds it."
Most of the people invited by Lu Xinyue to the wedding knew Jiang Xiliu and Ye Qishan.
Among them, some people had long been eager to get close to Jiang Xiliu, but Ye Qishan was like a mad dog; as soon as someone showed any interest, Ye Qishan would bite them in a sarcastic way.
Seeing Ye Qishan snatch the bouquet and hand it to Jiang Xiliu, she understood a little, but quickly realized: Didn't Ye Qishan and Jiang Xiliu clarify before that they would not get married?
So, what's going on here?
The parties involved did not explicitly prohibit taking photos. As a result, within ten minutes, photos and videos of Ye Qishan handing over the bouquet and Jiang Xiliu accepting it spread far and wide.
Shen Yu naturally saw it too, but he handed the tablet to his assistant without much reaction.
He knew better than anyone else that Jiang Xiliu could not be with Ye Qishan, and that Jiang Xiliu accepted the flowers only to give Lu Xinyue face.
Just as the assistant was about to leave, Shen Yu called him back: "Find a way to send these things to Jin Zhao."
The assistant obeyed unconditionally: "Yes."
Jiang Xiliu and Ye Qishan left on the second night after their formal wedding banquet.
Because of the time difference, their flight arrived during the day.
When Jiang Xiliu saw Jin Zhao, she was somewhat dazed: Why did he seem to have changed?
They're clearly only one or two...
[System 0777 reports the numbers for the young lady: Thirty-seven days, two hours, and forty-eight minutes.]
In just one month, the season here has completely changed from autumn to winter.
It looks too cold outside.
Jiang Xiliu, who had been sunbathing on the island for almost a week, was feeling a bit uncomfortable.
She poked Jin Zhao's waist, or rather, that spot. Jin Zhao was wearing many clothes, with a long black coat on top, so she couldn't tell what it was. "Hey, what's with that expression?"
Jiang Xiliu looked at her target warily: "I've already agreed to hold the wedding, you're not going to cause trouble for me again, are you?"
Ye Qishan rolled his eyes. He arrogantly carried Jiang Xiliu's bag and did not push Jin Zhao aside immediately.
Jin Zhao is very fair-skinned; the tan he got in the summer has been restored in just a few months.
But now his whiteness isn't just skin white, it's... pale?
It seems that he hasn't had a very good time in the past month or so.
Jiang Xiliu smiled.
Jin Zhao calmly glanced at Ye Qishan standing beside her, looked down at her, raised his hand to touch her cheek, and said, "You've gained weight."
Jiang Xiliu's lips curled into a smile: "I've been having too much fun lately."
It's time to get various physical training classes back on the agenda; she hasn't been to one for a while.
Neither of them spoke again.
Ye Qishan had no idea what they were exchanging while staring at each other. He endured it for a minute before squeezing through and asking Jin Zhao, "Are you leaving or not?"
Jin Zhao shifted his gaze back to Ye Qishan, or more precisely, to the bag he was holding.
He reached out, his tone even colder than when he spoke to Jiang Xiliu: "You can return my wife's bag now."
My wife? Or...?
Ye Qishan couldn't refute it.
Years later, he once again experienced the humiliation he felt when he went on dates with Jiang Xiliu and Shen Yu.
However, Shen Yu is Shen Yu, and he is indeed better than him in every way. What makes Jin Zhao, this penniless guy, so special?
Ye Qishan's teeth were aching from clenching them.
Jiang Xiliu chuckled and placed her hand on Jin Zhao's outstretched hand: "Let Ye Er carry it."
Ye Qishan was about two or three centimeters shorter than Jin Zhao, but that didn't stop him from pointing his nose at Jin Zhao with a smug look on his face.
Jin Zhao gripped Jiang Xiliu's hand tightly, glanced at Ye Qishan, said nothing more, and led Jiang Xiliu towards the parking lot.
Ye Qishan followed, but when he got close to the car, he realized he was half a step behind two people and was standing in a row with the dull-witted A Biao.
He finally realized: they were treating him like a bag carrier!
Jiang Xiliu was certainly not wrong, so it was all Jin Zhao's fault for deliberately pulling Jiang Xiliu along too fast.
Ye Qishan disliked Jin Zhao even more.
"Mr. Jin, what kind of wedding do you like?" Because Ye Qishan was also there, the driver was driving a seven-seater minivan.
Because Ye Qishan was walking at the back, he was naturally a step behind and could only sit alone in the last row.
Jiang Xiliu noticed Jin Zhao's gaze, put down the hamster she was holding, and casually said, "Oh, Ye Qishan regrets talking nonsense to you that day. To express his apology, he's come to prepare for our wedding. You can tell him what you think."
Jin Zhao had already taken off his heavy coat; he had indeed lost some weight, and even his bulky sweater looked stylish and attractive on him.
Despite the warm breeze, his face remained pale. He must have been extremely unhappy, but he didn't want to argue with Jiang Xiliu about such a matter.
He paused for a few seconds, then said, "Keep it simple."
How stupid! Why not take advantage of Ye Qishan's money?
Jiang Xiliu initially didn't want to hold the event, but since she was going to do it, it couldn't be simple, otherwise the guests would think that the Jiang family was going to be finished.
"Ye Qishan, don't listen to him. I want it to be super luxurious. If it's even slightly unattractive or doesn't meet my expectations, you're finished."
Ye Qishan immediately replied, "I'll listen to you."
See? Although he's not the groom, he has more power than the groom and can easily decide the style of the wedding.
Jin Zhao closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and was eerily quiet.
Jiang Xiliu felt uncomfortable again. Although Jin Zhao was not a talkative person, he could get angry, sad, and happy, not like this dead person.
She picked up the hamster again: "What's wrong with your male lead?"
[System 0777 immediately began detection: He...wait? Why...?]
[System 0777: Based on the physical data, Jin Zhao seems to be sick; his current body temperature is abnormally high.]
His body temperature was nearly 40 degrees Celsius, but he must have taken medication. His vital signs are slowly improving, but he is destined to be in poor spirits for a short period of time.
Jiang Xiliu immediately grabbed an alcohol wipe and started wiping her hands.
[System 0777 hurriedly said: Jin Zhao doesn't have a cold, it's not contagious, it seems to be just a simple fever.]
Jiang Xiliu threw the alcohol wipes she had used to wipe her hands at Jin Zhao's face again.
Jin Zhao reached out and took it, then opened his eyes and looked at her.
Jiang Xiliu turned her head away: "Put it on your forehead."
"Thank you." Jin Zhao glanced at Ye Qishan out of the corner of his eye and added, "Wife."
Ye Qishan cursed inwardly: "Jiang Xiliu, I want your wet wipes too."
Jin Zhao had his eyes closed, but he could see clearly that Jiang Xiliu had only intended to throw him some precious trash at first.
Jiang Xiliu smiled: "Don't go crazy next to me."
She simply tossed a whole pack of wet wipes into the back row.
Under Jin Zhao's indifferent gaze, Ye Qishan confidently stuffed the entire pack of wet wipes into his pocket.
Jiang Xiliu continued her mental conversation with the system, patting the hamster's head: "What did you just say 'Huh?'? You were so startled, were you trying to scare me?"
[System 0777: Of course not, Miss. Do you remember the new mission we just took on?]
After much pleading and cajoling from the system, Jiang Xiliu agreed to help it find out what the World Consciousness had done to cause the destruction of this small world once.
Of course, there are rewards for successful investigations, and nothing for unsuccessful ones.
Jiang Xiliu felt that it would be strange if she, as a minor supporting female character with little screen time in the original plot, could investigate such things. So, although she agreed to System 0777's request, she did not take any action at all.
"Hmm, and then what?"
[System 0777 looked at its data with a troubled expression: "When I was examining Jin Zhao's body just now, the world consciousness capture device that the main system installed for me went off."]
[System 0777 continued: But it only made one sound and then stopped. After checking the detailed data, I think it's very likely that the world's consciousness briefly contacted the male protagonist before the destruction of the previous small world.]
It's still its fault for neglecting its mission. If Jin Zhao hadn't fallen ill this time, it probably wouldn't have bothered to check his physical data at all.
Jiang Xiliu turned her head and glanced at Jin Zhao, who was obediently using her hand wipes to cool down his fever.
"What do you mean? What happened to Jin Zhao and the world consciousness? Is he possessed or something?" Jiang Xiliu had long forgotten what the system had said.
[System 0777: No, world consciousness is just consciousness; it cannot possess a body.] It is even less likely to possess Jin Zhao's body.
[System 0777: I don't know the specifics either. This consciousness capture device can only detect people whose world consciousness has come into contact with; it cannot analyze them.]
But after the small world is destroyed, everything starts anew. Even if it is detected, it doesn't mean that people who have been influenced by the world's consciousness can remember things from their previous life.
It seems like the task is progressing, but in reality, there is no progress at all.
Jiang Xiliu could only say to this: Useless artificial intelligence!
She casually placed the little hamster on her shoulder and leaned back in her chair: "Don't be so startled next time."
Although the reward for this task was very generous, she didn't think she could complete it.
System 0777 was also detecting traces of world consciousness for the first time, so it was understandably excited.
[System 0777: Understood, Miss.]
After a while, the stupid system tried to justify its earlier excitement.
[System 0777: But the world's consciousness is very likely to come back to those it has contacted.]
Jiang Xiliu tossed the fat hamster on her shoulder to the back seat.
Ye Qishan caught it instinctively.
Physical distance does not affect their mental communication.
[System 0777 tentatively extends its foot: Miss, may I examine you?]
Jiang Xiliu's nose was a little itchy.
Although the system said Jin Zhao didn't have a cold, she suspected that she was about to catch one due to the large temperature difference.
"Let's get tested and see if I'm getting a cold." If so, Jiang Xiliu will go home and take some medicine as a precaution.
She hates being sick.
System 0777 was given permission, broke free from Ye Qishan's grasp, and hopped and crawled back onto Jiang Xiliu's shoulder.
Ye Qishan chuckled, "This fat hamster is quite agile."
The testing does not require contact; System 0777 is simply taking this opportunity to return to its most comfortable and familiar place.
Jiang Xiliu opened her eyes and didn't throw it away again: "It has a name."
Ye Qishan leaned his head over: "What's it called?"
Jiang Xiliu stuck a finger against his forehead: "Get lost."
Ye Qishan sat back down angrily: She was definitely scolding him again!
"Spare the rod and spoil the child," Ye Qishan quickly composed himself and, seeing that everyone in the front row had their eyes closed, simply closed them as well.
[System 0777, who inexplicably felt the need for maintenance, whispered: "Miss, shall I begin?"]
Jiang Xiliu casually replied, "Mm."
In an instant, the sound of the World Consciousness Capturer resounded throughout the system space.
Loud, high-pitched, and lingering.
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