Chapter 57 Online Romance with a Bad Beta: Bringing a Cake
Tan Yicheng felt that Xi Congshuang had been acting increasingly strangely lately.
She became trustworthy, but at this point Tan Yicheng would rather she not be.
I told her in the morning that she would come in the afternoon, and she really did. She was followed by her smiling assistant, and behind the assistant was a younger, more immature-looking girl.
She was dressed in a neat and formal suit, but she exuded youthful energy; one look at her eyes and you could tell she had just graduated not long ago.
She was impeccably clean, had a straightforward personality, and smiled much more than her assistant.
Tan Yicheng suspected that after that night, Xi Congshuang not only had some mental problems, but also some facial nerve problems. She herself didn't like to smile, but she kept attracting some smiling employees to hang around her.
Just then, Gloria beckoned to the intern and called her over. The two of them huddled together and whispered to each other for a while.
The intern turned around and greeted her with a bright smile: "Good afternoon, Ms. Tan."
Tan Yicheng: "...Hmm."
She stopped looking and turned to go into her hospital room.
Xi Congshuang leaned back on the sofa, looking down at the smart screen. As she heard footsteps fading away, a barely perceptible smile flickered across her lips.
Tan Yicheng wasn't the only one with this idea; the nurses who frequently made rounds also noticed it.
Employers and employees are two extremes; one doesn't like to smile, and the other loves to smile. You should mix up the amount of smiles from these people and then divide it equally, and it will look like a normal person.
Soon, Tan Yicheng had no time to worry about having an extra person in the hospital suite. She kept going in and out, taking advantage of the time when her pheromone levels were nearing stability to undergo various examinations.
Then I went to the doctor's office, listened to a bunch of medical jargon I couldn't understand, and my eyes turned into mosquito coil-like eyes.
She didn't quite understand or comprehend the terms like "medicine," "stabilizing," or "postponing surgery."
As a patient seeking medical treatment, she only follows the doctor's orders; she does whatever the doctor tells her to do.
Professor Wei said, "Considering practical reasons, I will try to shorten the recovery period to within three months, and restore the patient to the previous level in about six months."
Tan Yicheng's spirits lifted, her blurry eyes cleared, and she understood what he meant.
Professor Wei smiled gently, his blue eyes deep: "I remember you're a mecha student, right? You don't need to worry about not being able to pilot mechas anymore, I'll cure you."
Tan Yicheng returned to the ward in a daze, still feeling a bit dizzy from hearing the assurances she'd received.
She couldn't stay idle after returning home. The nurse brought her a handful of medicine, which she swallowed with water without even looking at it.
Unable to calm her emotions, she wandered around the ward, trying to process them.
Before they knew it, they had wandered to the door of Xi Congshuang's room.
Her room door was ajar, and from this angle, you could just see the silhouette of someone sitting on the sofa.
He was still wearing the black suit he wore that morning, and his profile, now without his frameless glasses, was serene. Long eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes as he intently looked at something.
The two assistants had already finished their shifts, leaving the employer alone in the suite to continue the work she hadn't completed during the day.
Future Pharmaceuticals is a large-scale company with a wide range of businesses. Even though Xi Congshuang doesn't easily understand everything, she is used to taking things into her own hands before making any further plans.
She was unaware of how strange she appeared to others, while those immersed in a vast amount of complex information found it all quite ordinary.
He exudes a rigorous and elite aura, and is much more reliable than before.
Tan Yicheng stared at the person inside with a strange look in her eyes. She found it hard to connect the person in front of her with the person in the private room who had gone so far as to inject omega hormones to disguise himself.
It seems that, given her rationality, she wouldn't do such a thing.
Unconsciously glancing at the AI on his wrist, he noticed that the person who used to reply to messages on the StarNet, which he used to be eager to live on every day, was now replying sporadically, and his tone was completely different.
If Xi Congshuang hadn't personally admitted that she was Xi Congshuang, Tan Yicheng would have doubted whether she had mistaken someone for someone else, or whether there was something else going on.
In fact, no, she is Xi Congshuang, the Xi Congshuang who has a dark room in her home filled with fake medicines.
Immediately afterwards, Xi Congshuang started casting the screen, and the screen on the left side of the sofa lit up, continuing to play the TV series she hadn't finished watching.
In the scene, the famous tearful omega in the interstellar world is crying to the handsome alpha, her voice melodious and poignant, her tears falling like raindrops.
"So everything you said before was a lie. You didn't believe me at all, but you were willing to believe what others said..."
Faced with such a genuine outpouring of emotion, the other person's grief was merely superficial, and their opening line was curt and monotonous: "I've always believed you, you've been lying to me all along, I can't help it... I'm in so much pain, torn between my family and my lover..."
As the omega's voice gradually revealed a heartbroken and devastated expression, even the most hard-hearted person couldn't help but sympathize with her.
Xi Congshuang shook her head: "What a pity."
Tan Yicheng thought that she had finally stopped being hostile to omegas, had changed her ways, and was going to be more considerate of women.
Then she said, "Such good acting skills, but this alpha can't keep up with the scene. His emotions go up and down, it's painful to watch."
The person sitting alone on the sofa sighed, then suddenly raised her hand and checked on her smart device: "So it turns out she brought her own funding to the production, and the lead actress even had to do the director a favor. What a waste of this script."
Tan Yicheng: "..." Take back the feeling from just now.
How is she reliable?
Red Apple, standing next to Xi Congshuang, exclaimed in shock: "What! No wonder I felt so uncomfortable watching it! So she brought her own investment to join the cast!"
"This alpha is a second-generation rich kid. His persona is that of a wealthy heir who doesn't want to act properly and just wants to go home and inherit the family business. This kind of hype is really timeless, and it always works well, gaining him a lot of fans." Xi Congshuang continued reading and shared the gossip she found with the system.
She had previously invested in film and television companies and had some understanding of the hype surrounding this type of event.
Red Apple paced back and forth angrily: "It's one thing to bring your own funding to the production, but why add scenes for me? Isn't that like pulling a millstone naked—utterly humiliating?"
Xi Congshuang: "A person's self-confidence is as immeasurable as the sea."
Red Apple flaps its wings: "Next, I'm going to blur out that alpha's face as I watch."
Bad acting isn't a big deal; you can usually forgive it if you watch it alone. But when you put it next to superb acting, it becomes extremely unpleasant, like biting into chocolate and then biting into shit.
"Miss Tan?" A voice came from behind.
Tan Yicheng was startled.
Firstly, it seems that Xi Congshuang wasn't lying; she has a split personality and is suspected of discussing the plot with her second personality.
Secondly, she was so engrossed in what she was looking at that she didn't hear anyone approaching her.
She turned around and met the gaze of the puzzled young woman. The woman had a name tag hanging in her coat pocket, indicating she worked in the hospital's finance department.
finance:"?"
Confused, she asked, "What's wrong with me?"
A few seconds later, Tan Yicheng gave up the spot in front of the door, and the accountant came forward with his things and knocked on the door.
The first time, there was no response from the people inside, so the accountant patiently knocked again.
Because of her seating position, Xi Congshuang's right side was facing the door. She was a beat behind when she heard the sound coming from the door, so she paused the projection and turned her head to look in the direction of the sound.
Tan Yicheng, who was in charge of finance, met her gaze. The other woman blinked, her eyes flickered, and she looked at the young woman.
Tan Yicheng then remembered that Xi Congshuang was deaf in her right ear. She couldn't hear anything on her right side and could only rely on her left ear, which had perfect hearing.
A new question arose: I had never heard of her having hearing problems before. Could this also be related to the personality disorder she mentioned?
"Did you need something?" Xi Congshuang asked.
The finance officer stepped in, handed the things in his hand to Xi Congshuang, and said something. Tan Yicheng originally wanted to leave, but he felt that Xi Congshuang was watching him out of the corner of her eye.
Realizing this, Tan Yicheng paused, as if leaving would make her feel guilty, and walked in without changing her expression.
The finance person said, "These are the documents that need your signature today. Please take a look."
Xi Congshuang took the stack of bills and saw that it was a thick, square stack of white papers. She fell into a subtle silence when she saw the numbers in the corner.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the hesitant figure by the door.
For some reason, the figure that was about to leave actually stopped, as if it had made up its mind, and walked this way.
"..."
The finance person said, "These bills were all generated today. Please check if there are any omissions, and I will explain them to you on the spot."
Xi Congshuang responded, opened the drawer, took out a pen, and looked through the bills one by one.
She said she would spare no expense to bring in a doctor, and she knew that good doctors were hard to come by, but the cost still exceeded her expectations.
The amount of bills generated in just one day and one night was almost equal to the total amount of bills signed by Xi Lianghan over the past three years, but Xi Congshuang did not feel cheated and removed the cap from her pen to sign.
Ultimately, Tan Yicheng's glands were damaged because of Xi Congshuang, and settling the matter with money was the simplest solution.
Compared to Xi Lianghan's gloomy expression in the meeting room, Xi Congshuang was all smiles and spent money like water.
The word "bill" caught Tan Yicheng's attention. She pretended to walk to her side casually and looked down at it.
I was immediately drawn to the handwriting she produced; it was a real eye-opener.
Xi Congshuang was signing each and every bill with a flourish, her handwriting flowing like dragons and phoenixes, making the act of signing bills feel like signing contracts.
To be honest, Xi Congshuang has the best handwriting she has ever seen, truly deserving the evaluation that "the handwriting reflects the person".
Nowadays, paperless offices are everywhere, and with a smart brain, all basic operations can be completed. Who still picks up a pen to practice calligraphy? Most people are already good at spelling out their own names, and it's hard to achieve both fluency and beauty like Xi Congshuang.
Then she noticed the accumulated amount in the corner of the bill, a long string of numbers she couldn't even count.
"..." A lot of money.
Professor Wei Lin always appeared relaxed and offered gentle comfort, which almost made Tan Yicheng forget that she was a top-tier doctor in the field of glandular diseases, and that her hiring fee alone was staggering.
Not to mention the subsequent treatment costs, which add up to a considerable sum.
After learning how much medical expenses she needed each day, Tan Yicheng fell silent. In comparison, Dr. Wei, who took the initiative to suggest ending the rehabilitation period within three months, seemed to have exceptional medical ethics.
If she were to rely solely on herself... she might not even have the chance to see Dr. Wei.
"Honkai value -4, current Honkai value 81.95."
Xi Congshuang paused as she signed, dragging out the last stroke.
"Okay, I'll take the bills back right away. I won't bother you any longer." The accountant bent down to collect the bills from the table and quickly left.
Xi Congshuang finally had a moment to herself and spoke to Tan Yicheng, who was standing behind her: "Did you need something from me?"
As evening approached, the lights inside the house were already on, and her eyes shone brightly in the lamplight.
She seemed to be in a good mood.
Tan Yicheng pointed to the window: "It's dark."
It means you should go home.
Xi Congshuang understood: "I forgot to tell you, I'm not going home these days, I'm staying at the hospital."
Tan Yicheng had a bad feeling, but couldn't figure out why: "Why?"
Xi Congshuang: "Your condition is unstable very frequently, and I'm worried about you. It takes a lot of time to come and go every day. In order to avoid being unable to take good care of you, I've decided... What's that expression?"
"..."
Tan Yicheng took a few steps back: "What expression am I making?"
Xi Congshuang blinked and looked at her a few more times with great curiosity.
That gaze was so intense it made Tan Yicheng's heart skip a beat, and he felt inexplicably short of breath.
Tan Yicheng turned and left with a stiff face. She left quickly: "Anyway, you paid for the room. It's your freedom to stay as long as you want. It has nothing to do with me."
With a click, the door that the assistants had forgotten to close was shut completely by Tan Yicheng.
Red Apple exclaimed excitedly, "Major progress! Major progress! Four points of Honkai value were deducted! Four points!"
It kept repeating the same number, its electronic voice excitedly proclaiming, "You're only 71.95 points away from completing the mission! Victory is just around the corner!!"
Xi Congshuang: "..."
Red Apple recalled what had just happened, and the strategist reappeared, suggesting, "Since she saw the bill before the Honkai points were deducted, why don't you give her more money?"
Perhaps if the female lead is in a good mood, she'll deduct another "collapse value," making it possible to complete the mission in three years.
After thinking it over calmly, Xi Congshuang said, "Okay."
It's clear that the protagonist is suffering greatly from the high corruption value and is trying to spend money to defy fate and reduce the female lead's corruption value.
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Red Apple thought that since that night, the task speed would increase by leaps and bounds. Not to mention deducting ten every three days or halving every five days, it would at least deduct one point every day. It would be willing to do some elementary school subtraction.
But no, the Honkai value froze, and Tan Yicheng, who was gradually focused on treatment, had no mood to think about too many things. Her ward was sealed off, and almost no one was allowed to visit her.
The doctor said her pheromones were unstable and that she should rest. Xi Congshuang could only peek through the observation window and see...
Nearly a month has passed, and the Honkai value remains at 80.
It was still a terrifyingly high number, but having gotten used to collapse values of over 90, and with Xi Congshuang's nonchalant demeanor, Red Apple actually felt it was alright.
So, after much painful reflection, he advised himself not to slack off and passed this advice on to Xi Congshuang.
Xi Congshuang said innocently, "But I took your advice and have been spending money on Tan Yicheng every day. Look at this bill. Some executives have already asked me if I've gone too far lately."
Red Apple: "..." True.
Every day the bills were thick, and money was being spent like water, but Xi Congshuang signed them without batting an eye.
If this doesn't work, what else can we ask her to do? Are we going to have to resort to offering help and support again?
No, no, no! Last time, after delivering warmth, I was so love-struck that I refused to leave. But this time might be different. The female lead doesn't seem to be Xi Congshuang's type...
This is really too difficult to unify.
Both were too busy to know that rumors about them were rampant. For example, the major shareholder was spending a fortune to treat his beloved alpha's illness and never leaving him. Or the alpha only loved betas and not omegas, was sensitive to all omega hormones, and only allowed the major shareholder to stay by his side.
The real reason is that Tan Yicheng reacts to pheromones from anyone other than her, whether they are from an alpha or an omega. It just so happens that the person she smelled was an omega.
Furthermore, Xi Congshuang's consistently cool hands are indeed a good way to cool down; they are neither too cold to cause glandular pain nor too hot to have any cooling effect.
No one thought to explain anything to outsiders—nor did anyone dare to gossip in front of the person in question.
During this period, Xi Congshuang investigated a major event that occurred three years ago, namely the unexpected death of her parents.
The parents, who were traveling, were kidnapped by space pirates on their spaceship. During the kidnapping, the parents' behavior was textbook-worthy in terms of self-rescue. They were very careful not to reveal their identities, so as to prevent the space pirates from making a big fuss about it, either by demanding exorbitant prices or by killing them.
But they still died; the ship and its crew were blown to smithereens, along with the space pirates on board.
Such heinous incidents have occurred before, nor are they isolated cases. Space pirates are inherently inhumane, frequently plundering Federation resource ships and omegas.
It seems that the couple simply embarked on a whim trip, and unfortunately encountered space pirates during their jump, thus dying as a result.
Therefore, the Federation has always deeply abhorred these unscrupulous space pirates. These people have long since deviated from the original spirit of resisting the White Tower and have instead fallen into more extreme practices. The true rebels have long since died over the years, and what remains are only desperate and scheming outlaws.
A few days after investigating the matter, Xi Lianghan sent a message to Xi Congshuang, reminding her that the anniversary of her parents' death was approaching and asking if she wanted to go visit them together.
Xi Congshuang agreed; it was the right thing for her to do, both morally and logically.
The night before she left, she went to Tan Yicheng's hospital room and asked at his bedside, "I'm going out for a while. Is there anything you want? I'll bring it back for you."
Tan Yicheng sat on the bed, thinking for a long time. It was rare for her not to react much to Xi Congshuang's appearance. She only said, "My birthday is the day after tomorrow. Bring me a cake when you come back. It's blueberry flavored."
Xi Congshuang was taken aback, as if a hidden memory deep in her mind had been touched.
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