Chapter 41
As an important guest at the gala, Shen Jingshao had his own private dressing room.
Because Shen Jingshao had mysteriously disappeared, his assistant was anxiously standing at the door of the lounge trying to call him.
I called several times, but no one answered.
Worried that something might have happened to Shen Jingshao, the assistant was about to notify the bodyguards when he heard footsteps in the corridor.
Looking up, the assistant saw that it was Shen Jingshao who had returned, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Shen..." The assistant went up to him, his gaze paused, and he belatedly realized that Shen Jingshao was holding a woman in his arms. Compared to Shen Jingshao's tall figure, the woman in his arms looked petite.
She wore a white shirt and denim skirt, her neck was fair and slender, and her back view looked somewhat gentle.
Judging from their attire, they are probably not celebrities attending this event.
It's a pity that her head was resting on Shen Jingshao's shoulder, so her face couldn't be seen from the assistant's angle.
Whether she looks good or not is not important; what matters is that this woman is actually in their CEO's arms.
Although many heiresses from large corporations wanted to marry President Shen, and female celebrities in the entertainment industry flocked to him one after another, President Shen had never been so close to any woman before.
The assistant was inwardly turbulent, but outwardly remained calm. He went to meet Shen Jingshao, who said in a deep voice, "Call Dr. Zhao over."
Dr. Zhao was Shen Jingshao's private doctor for many years. Shen Jingshao used to have frequent headaches, and Dr. Zhao would prescribe medicine for him and examine him.
Although he didn't understand what was going on, as a competent subordinate, the assistant immediately replied, "Okay."
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Wen Yixing had a very long dream.
At first, her dream was beautiful. She dreamed of her secret crush that summer and the first New Year she spent with Fang Shiyan.
But later, she dreamed that she was depressed and self-harmed, that she was emaciated and lying in a hospital bed, that her father was crying at her funeral, and that his child was in prison at the prime of his youth.
In the very end, she dreamt that Fang Shiyan and Jiang Ruyue held a wedding, and they embraced and kissed happily.
Wen Yixing felt trapped in this dream, unable to escape it for a long time. This dream was like a cycle, and she had seen it many, many times.
She struggled to break free from the dream, but to no avail.
Until she felt someone hold her hand, a deep voice comforting her: "It's okay, I'm here, don't cry."
These words completely calmed Wen Yixing down. She held the person's hand tightly and refused to let go.
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Not knowing what nightmare she had, Shen Jingshao sat by the bed and used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
She gripped his hand tightly, her nails digging deep into his palm.
Shen Jingshao remained motionless, without even frowning, and gently coaxed and comforted her.
Even Dr. Zhao, who was standing nearby, couldn't bear to watch.
However, Shen Jingshao seemed not to feel any pain at all, and stubbornly did not resist. Instead, he tightened his grip on the woman's hand on the bed.
As Shen Jingshao's private doctor, Dr. Zhao had known for a long time that Shen Jingshao had someone he liked, but he only met the person in person today.
The woman lying on the bed looked to be at least twenty-six years old, with an oval face and a gentle appearance.
Dr. Zhao glanced at it a few times, put away the equipment beside him, and said, "There's nothing seriously wrong. It's probably because he's been too busy lately and hasn't had enough rest."
"I'll prescribe some medicine for her to regulate her body."
Shen Jingshao's gaze never left the woman, and when she heard him speak, she replied, "Okay."
The warmth emanating from her palm helped Wen Yixing gradually break free from her dream. In the distance, she vaguely heard someone speaking.
Wen Yixing struggled to open her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a blinding white light.
She loosened her grip, and Shen Jingshao knew she was awake.
Seeing that she seemed uncomfortable and closed her eyes again, Shen Jingshao dimmed the room lights.
When the lights in the room dimmed, Wen Yixing opened her eyes. She didn't speak, but just stared blankly at the ceiling.
Shen Jingshao knew she hadn't recovered from the nightmare yet, so he helped her sit up, fed her some water, and then gently patted her back to comfort her.
She was sweating profusely, her cheeks were flushed, and the stray hairs on her forehead were soaked with sweat.
Shen Jingshao was worried that she had a fever, so after hesitating for a moment, he reached out to touch her forehead.
Fortunately, the temperature was normal, and there was no fever.
Touched by his palm, Wen Yixing gradually came back to her senses. She stared at him blankly, her voice a little hoarse, "Chen Jingshao."
Shen Jingshao paused for a moment, then replied, "I'm here."
Wen Yixing calmly withdrew her hand from his grasp, her eyes still somewhat vacant. She said slowly and expressionlessly, "Please don't tell Fang Shiyan about tonight's events."
Her reaction in the corridor was so strange, and she didn't want Fang Shiyan to misunderstand that she hadn't let go of him yet.
She remembers the feeling very clearly at the time. She clearly wanted to leave, but her body was completely out of her control, and she even felt very sad and upset.
This wasn't the first time she'd felt this way. If Shen Jingshao hadn't blocked her view, she wouldn't even know what she might have done.
Seeing her absent-mindedly lost in thought, Shen Jingshao knew that she must be recalling the scene in the dimly lit corridor just now.
Shen Jingshao's voice softened slightly: "Okay, I won't tell him."
Hearing him say that, Wen Yixing looked up at him again.
Her eyes remained fixed, and Shen Jingshao, naturally, did not move, letting her look at him.
Shen Jingshao's temperament was completely different from Fang Shiyan's. He always had an aura that kept strangers at bay, making him seem unapproachable.
Yet this kind of person always helps her time and time again.
Wen Yixing wasn't an oblivious girl; she understood everything in her heart.
When Shen Jingshao saw that she was lost in thought again, he was about to speak when she suddenly leaned in and rested her forehead on his shoulder.
Shen Jingshao's body stiffened for a moment.
However, he quickly realized that she might just not have recovered from the dream and just needed comfort.
He slowly reached out and hugged her, gently patting her back, as if to soothe a child, and softly coaxed her, "It's okay, dreams are all fake."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt her move in his arms. She reached out and hugged his waist, snuggling into his embrace.
Her body was very soft, and she had a unique, faint fragrance.
Shen Jingshao's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't say anything more.
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[Most of the deletions are done. Now it's one-sided on Shen Jingshao's mind; the female lead neither initiates nor rejects him. They won't kiss or have any physical relationship before the divorce.]
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[To clarify, the original version didn't have any explicit content; it just involved a small plot point. We changed it to avoid being reported for morally questionable content.]
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