"so… ?"
"Don't leave in a hurry, come in and help me persuade him. His fever has reached 40 degrees."
"… What's the point of my persuasion?" Besides, what right did she have to persuade him? Didn't Wen Xin already go in
"It's only your persuasion that works. I heard from Jian Qing that he stopped last time you told him not to kill anyone. He will definitely listen to you about this injection."
"I won't go. I believe you can handle it on your own."
"Then you really overestimated us." Tang Song said: "Tang Jue is as stubborn as steel. If we had a way, we would not let him burn to this extent."
Qiqi stood at the door holding the phone, pondering for a while, and finally said that she was powerless. She hung up the phone, saying that the car had arrived.
Tang Song listened to the beeping sound on the phone and wailed for himself in his heart. It was terrible! His laboratory was gone! Even his bedroom was gone!
Thinking of this, he yelled downstairs in annoyance, "Brother, you are really too unattractive! She doesn't care whether you live or die, and she doesn't want to come back at all."
Tang Jue didn’t know what tricks Tang Song used, but he was originally somewhat expectant downstairs, but when he heard these words, his expression suddenly darkened.
He lifted the thin blanket off his body, stood up with a stern face, and went back upstairs.
"Master, a guest has arrived."
At this moment, the housekeeper came in from outside the hall. Tang Jue paused, is she back
But, the next moment...
The figure he saw made him lower his eyes.
"why you?"
"Are you waiting for someone else?" Wen Xin was a little confused by the question.
Tang Jue shook his head, "No. Why are you here?"
"I've been calling you these past two days, but you didn't answer, so... I went to find Jian Qing, and Jian Qing said you were sick. I was worried and wanted to come and see you."
Tang Jue had the urge to throw Jian Qing out as well.
"You've seen it, go back early." Tang Jue replied lazily, and his attitude was even more indifferent.
Turning around and preparing to go upstairs, Wen Xin chased after him, "I'll go upstairs with you."
———
Qiqi was standing outside the door.
A taxi drove over. She opened the door, but the image of Tang Jue leaning on the sofa in a daze just now kept appearing in her mind.
He did have a bad fever.
If I don't get the injection, I'm afraid...
Is he someone who is afraid of injections
She was suspicious, but Tang Song had no reason to lie to her.
However, can he listen to what I say? With Wen Xin around, he would probably listen to Wen Xin.
All kinds of thoughts popped up in Qiqi's mind.
"Miss, are you going to leave or not? If not, I'll leave." The taxi driver was getting impatient and urged her to leave.
She came back to her senses and closed the door, "Sorry, I'll leave later."
After saying that, she sighed and turned back. She didn't even dare to think about the reason why she turned back.
Since she didn't dare to think about it, she didn't think about it.
Qiqi walked in, and without waiting for the housekeeper to inform her, she went straight to the hall. She stopped walking as she entered. Wen Xin was holding Tang Jue's arm in the hall, and the two seemed to be going upstairs, looking very intimate.
She looked at him in a daze for a moment, said nothing, pursed her lips slightly, and turned and left.
She felt ridiculous. Knowing that his girlfriend was here, she came back to persuade him to get the injection. This was really stupid and a bit too self-satisfied.
She was reflecting on herself the whole time. The more she thought about it, the more stuffy her chest felt and she felt a little uncomfortable.
——
Tang Jue was really in no mood to entertain Wen Xin, so he pulled his arm out of her hand and told the butler to send the guest away in a calm voice.
Wen Xin was filled with loss.
When Tang Jue rejected someone, he was calm but ruthless. However, this still made people unable to stop and flock to him.
Some people are like poison. Once you get addicted to them, it's fatal and you can't get rid of it.
When the housekeeper came in and asked Wen Xin to leave, he mentioned intentionally or unintentionally: "Young Master, Miss Qi came back just now, but I saw she left again."
Tang Jue paused as he was walking upstairs and looked back at the housekeeper, "Qiqi?"
"Um."
Tang Jue opened the thin curtains and looked outside. There was no trace of her.
He pursed his lips, took out his cell phone from the coffee table and made a call.
——
When the phone rang, Qiqi had already got into the taxi.
She glanced at the number on it. She didn't save this number, but Tang Jue's number was unique and easy to remember. She had glanced at it before and now remembered it.
She looked out the window and didn't listen.
However, the phone kept ringing.
finally…
She put the phone to her ear.
Before she could speak, Tang Jue's voice came from the other side, "Did you come back just now?"
"… Um."
"Find me?"
"… no."
"…" He was silent for a moment, and then asked after a long while, "What?"
"..." Qiqi looked out the window and almost immediately found a perfect excuse for herself, "I want to find your girlfriend, Miss Wen Xin. Our magazine has a goddess theme recently, so I want to invite her..."
Qiqi's words came to an abrupt end here.
Because, on the other end, Tang Jue had already decisively hung up the phone without saying a single extra word.
Qiqi was stunned for a moment, sighed, and put the phone back.
———
Qiqi returned home just in time for lunch. As soon as she opened the door with the key, she heard a warm voice.
"Qiqi, are you back?" It was Mo Xun's mother, Wu Songling. She was busy in the kitchen and came out to greet her.
"Mom, why are you here?"
Qiqi responded and saw that Mo Xun was there too.
"Aren't you going to the company today?"
There was a strange light on Mo Xun's face, and he lowered his voice, "My mother brought me back."
"Is everything okay?" Qiqi also lowered her voice.
"You'll find out in a moment."
Qiqi was full of curiosity.
Putting down the bag, she turned and went into the kitchen. Wu Songling saw her coming in and hurriedly said, "Get out quickly. Mo Xun, why are you still standing there? Help Qiqi out. Mom heard from Mo Xun that you sprained your ankle a few days ago. This kid just doesn't know how to take care of people. He actually let you go shopping in the supermarket."
"I didn't go to the supermarket today. I had something urgent to do." Qiqi replied. Mo Xun hurried in and helped Qiqi out like a filial husband.
"What is mom cooking?" Qiqi asked Mo Xun. The whole room was filled with fragrance.
“Great tonic soup.”
"Um?"
Just as she was about to ask in detail, Wu Songling came out with two large pots of food. Qiqi wanted to help, but Mo Xun stopped her, "If you go again, my mom will scold me again. I'll go and help, you sit down."
Qiqi sat down at the dining table, Mo Xun was diligently setting the table, and Wu Songling was preparing the dishes.