Chu Wuyang gently picked up the bread with her slender hands, parted her pearly teeth slightly, and slowly chewed it, her movements elegant and serene.
A moment later, she slightly raised her eyes, her gaze carrying a hint of insight and mockery.
Her crimson lips parted slightly, uttering a question that struck straight to the soul:
Are you a histrionic personality?
The tone was neither too high nor too low.
Zhou Chen's body suddenly stiffened, and the exaggerated smile that was originally hanging at the corner of his mouth instantly seemed to be frozen, becoming extremely stiff.
His eyes widened, filled with disbelief, as he stared intently at Chu Wuyang, his mouth slightly agape, barely managing to utter a sound.
"Uh...uh..."
Such a dry, monosyllabic sound left no room for a response.
Seeing his expression, Chu Wuyang couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
Zhou Chen noticed this, his face flushed red, and he hurriedly tried to explain:
"I... I was just worried that you would also be worried about Jingmin, so I was thinking of easing the tense atmosphere."
As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, a hint of anticipation appearing on his face.
"Don't you think my acting skills are superb?"
Chu Wuyang glanced at him, her eyes full of disdain, and casually replied:
"Really? I didn't notice."
Zhou Chen looked like a wilted eggplant, somewhat dejected, and complained:
"I am, after all, the owner of an entertainment company, with many top-tier actors under my management,"
"Even if I've never eaten pork, haven't I at least seen pigs run?"
After saying that, he leaned forward again, persistently asking:
"Is it really that bad? How did you see through it so easily?"
Chu Wuyang simply nodded perfunctorily at his pointless questioning.
Zhou Chen initially showed a hint of joy at being recognized, but in an instant,
His expression changed to one of sighing, this time the sigh was clearly from the bottom of his heart.
He slowly shook his head, his face full of worry, and said:
"How could I not be worried? I just hope this road can be cleared away soon."
Chu Wuyang lowered her head slightly, seemingly lost in thought. After a moment, she parted her lips slightly and softly echoed in a leisurely tone:
"Yes, with the heavy snow and poor communication, it's truly worrying,"
"I don't know the specifics of the situation on their end."
As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the silvery-white world outside the window.
A hint of worry and concern was evident in his eyes.
Zhou Chen took in the worry in Chu Wuyang's eyes, and after a moment's thought,
His eyes lit up, and he suggested:
"Should we make another call and ask again?"
After speaking, he quickly reached for his phone on the table, his long, slender fingers swiping rapidly across the screen.
It seemed to be searching for a familiar number.
Then, he held the phone to his ear and started making a call.
Chu Wuyang looked up and saw Zhou Chen's brows gradually furrowing, forming a deep "川" (river) character between his eyebrows.
As time went on, the wrinkles became more and more pronounced.
He dialed two numbers in succession, but all he received in response was endless silence and a cold busy tone.
Zhou Chen shook his head helplessly.
She sighed softly at Chu Wuyang, her expression full of frustration and disappointment.
Suddenly, as if remembering the bodyguard from last night, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
They then brought the person over and called the person accompanying them.
Chu Wuyang stood at a distance, her gaze fixed intently on Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen was seen anxiously asking questions over the phone, his words coming out rapidly, his tone full of concern and worry.
She would occasionally glance up in Chu Wuyang's direction.
A moment later, he hung up the phone and strode towards Chu Wuyang.
"don’t worry,"
Zhou Chen's tone was light, and a smile returned to his face.
"That guy named A-Long who's always with Jing-Min said that Jing-Min's phone broke when he rushed out last night,"
"After a night of observation, Yunyang's fever has subsided, and both of them are safe and sound."
Zhou Chen bowed slightly, moving closer to Chu Wuyang.
He gently reached out his hand, as if to pat Chu Wuyang's shoulder to offer comfort, but then paused slightly in mid-air.
Instead, she gently swayed, her voice soft and soothing:
"Don't worry, the snow won't keep falling forever. As soon as the roads are open, we'll head to the hospital to visit them."
"Jingmin is very lucky, and Yunyang is also blessed by the heavens. They'll be fine."
Chu Wuyang nodded slightly.
The two were thus trapped in the hotel for two days. By the third day, the roads were mostly clear.
During those nearly three days, Chu Wuyang only learned from the bodyguards that they were all doing well.
Jingmin had not given a single word of contact.
After a long and arduous journey, Zhou Chen and Chu Wuyang finally arrived at the hospital.
At that time, the sunlight poured down, bathing the hospital buildings and courtyard in a golden glow.
In the distance, Yunyang, carefully supported by a caregiver, was slowly moving towards the garden.
Her face was slightly pale, and her steps were unsteady, but she persevered, as if trying to absorb as much of this rare sunshine as possible.
Zhou Chen, who was already concerned about Yun Yang, instantly locked onto his target with his sharp eyes.
In my anxiety, I almost lunged forward, but thankfully I managed to regain my balance in time.
But his urgency was still palpable; he leaned forward.
It was as if he was about to rush to Yunyang's side at any moment.
Chu Wuyang followed behind at a leisurely pace, his expression calm.
However, a hint of inquiry was faintly revealed in his slightly narrowed eyes.
Just as they were getting closer, a series of rapid and powerful footsteps suddenly came from behind them.
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