Qu Linyuan didn't reply to any of the comments, but instead, blushing, shut down his computer.
She got up, stretched, and was about to check if Si Jin was awake when she saw him lying on his side, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, intently looking at something.
Her eyes were full of interest, and the tips of her ears were slightly flushed.
Qu Linyuan was startled, as if he had realized something, and immediately walked nervously to Si Jin's side to snatch his phone: "What...what are you looking at?"
Si Jin sat up, using Xiao Yao's pain shield to avoid his movements, and replied, "It's my own fanfiction."
Qu Linyuan's face turned completely red, and his already poor speech became even more disordered: "Don't...don't look..."
"You used my inspiration to write this, and now you won't let me see it?" Protecting her phone, she raised an eyebrow threateningly, "Then why don't you find another editor?"
Qu Linyuan finally stopped what he was doing, his eyes showing a hint of grievance, and awkwardly changed the subject: "I...I'll go get you...some water."
When delivering water, she was worried that it would be inconvenient for Si Jin to drink, so she put in a small straw. While Si Jin was drinking, she stole a glance at his phone screen: "Still...still looking at it..."
“Of course, I have to analyze it carefully…?” Before Si Jin could finish speaking, Qu Linyuan reached out and touched his forehead.
"Jingjing." Qu Linyuan became serious: "You sound a little nasal, do you... have a cold? But it seems... you don't have a fever. Wait for me."
After saying that, he went to find a thermometer.
Hmm, 37.3℃.
I still have a slight fever.
"I brought medicine with me when I came out." Qu Linyuan blushed and felt sorry for her, and quickly took out the first-aid kit from her suitcase.
No one knew that his small suitcase didn't contain clothes and daily necessities, but rather a pile of tools and medicines to prevent Si Jin from getting injured or sick at that time.
Since you're going to see him, it's inevitable that other thoughts will arise.
I don't want to be caught off guard later, so I need to prepare everything in advance for Jinjin's sake.
After administering the medicine, Qu Linyuan was forced to read the so-called 6,000-word fanfiction with Si Jin, and the more he read, the more upset he became.
But even with Jinjin by her side, she can't eat.
Finally, she got annoyed with herself, turned around, and hugged the plush dog that had been dried for the second time into her arms, looking aggrieved.
"Jinjin, you're deliberately...bullying me."
… …
Si Jin caught a cold, so she simply took a two-day leave to rest.
However, Yu Siqing and Yu Simiao were not in the mood to rest.
"Brother~~~ Look, I can't even play the victim online, and the trending topics I spent so much money on to smear Yu Sijin have been taken down. Why is that?"
At the Yu family villa, Yu Simiao ignored He Ping, Yu Siqing's wife who was ironing clothes downstairs, and rushed directly into Yu Siqing's bedroom, crying and whining.
"When have I ever suffered such injustice? Please think of a solution, please think of a solution!"
Yu Siqing patted her hand and put on his shirt: "Are you stupid? Yu Sijin is an employee of Qu Jing's company. If you smear him, you're smearing the company too. Do you think Qu Jing won't care?"
"Qu Jing called me yesterday and threatened me, telling me to shut up. She's the richest man in China, and our Yu family is only the third among the four major wealthy families. What can I do?"
Yu Simiao sniffed, on the verge of tears, "Then what can I do? Are you just going to watch me suffer like this?"
"Alright, my little darling, stop crying." Yu Siqing turned his head and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from Yu Simiao's eyes: "Didn't Yu Sijin want to go home? Now that she's here, she's completely at our mercy, isn't she?"
"When he comes back, I'll give him a hard time and get revenge for you, okay?"
Yu Simiao stopped crying and casually hooked Yu Siqing's belt, saying, "You said it yourself."
"Okay, I said it." Yu Siqing reached out and, seeing how pitiful she was crying, couldn't help but want to hug and kiss her.
But with his hand stuck in mid-air, the bedroom door suddenly opened.
His wife, He Ping, stood outside the door, watching him quietly.
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