He glanced at the time and said, "Zhou, I'll be going now. My dad has arranged a position for me at the branch factory, and he has someone supervise me to clock in every day. I only took half a day off, and I have to go back to my post this afternoon."
Zhou Zhou: "Okay."
Wang Kunxiang nodded, looked at Fu Hengzhi who was standing to the side staring at him, stood up and pursed his lips, but after all, they were brothers and legal partners, so he extended his hand to the other party and said, "Hello, President Fu."
Fu Hengzhi stared at the other person's hand that had just been wiping away tears and snot for a few seconds, then glanced at Zhou Zhou, who was slowly moving onto the hospital bed and looking in their direction. He reached out and gently shook hands with the other person, nodding in response, "Young Master Wang."
"Don't call me that, it's annoying." Wang Kunxiang put his hands in his pockets, looked at Fu Hengzhi but didn't say anything. He just turned to Zhou Zhou and said, "Zhou, don't worry about the matter. I'll let you know if there's any news. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he left the ward without looking back.
Fu Hengzhi didn't show much emotion. He first went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then set up the small dining table. His expression was fairly easygoing. Noticing Zhou Zhou's head covered in brand-new bandages, he asked, "Changed your dressing?"
Zhou Zhou hummed in agreement and was about to grab some tissues to wipe the table when she realized that the tissues were almost empty thanks to Wang Kunxiang's abuse of them.
"I can handle this." Fu Hengzhi took a pack of tissues from the bottom shelf of the bedside table and casually asked, "Why was he crying just now?"
"Maybe seeing the wound on my head moved him to tears." Zhou Zhou looked helpless, but his eyes still held the gentleness he had shown when facing Wang Kunxiang earlier.
To be honest, Wang Kunxiang is a person you can get along with. If you have a problem, he'll really cry, crying so hard he'll almost pass out.
Fu Hengzhi was taken aback upon hearing this, his gaze lingering on the other person's head. He suddenly realized that he had missed an opportunity to gain favor, and he secretly wondered why the dressing change could not be done in the presence of the injured person's partner.
[Author's Note]:
Brother Wang is helping out!
Using practical actions to facilitate a couple's relationship, hahaha.
Wang Kunxiang hopes his childhood friend is doing well.
Zhou Zhou is easily manipulated because she responds to gentle persuasion but not force.
What bad intentions could Fu Hengzhi possibly have? He just wants to win back his wife.
Looking forward to everyone's feedback and suggestions. As for adding more chapters... emmm (because I'm really busy with school starting soon QAQ)
Chapter 42 Atypical Illegitimate Child & Atypicality
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Zhou Zhou ate until he was very full. He rubbed his stomach with a hint of distress. He had been eating and not exercising for several days. Even with his good natural endowment, the original owner couldn't withstand such self-torture.
Zhou Zhou turned her gaze to the window; the weather was clear and accompanied by a gentle breeze.
Yes, it's a good place for a walk.
Zhou Zhou slowly moved herself off the bed, and before her feet had even touched the ground, she made eye contact with Fu Hengzhi, who had just entered the room.
When Fu Hengzhi saw that the other person was about to get down, he rushed forward to help, but was pushed away before he could even touch the other person.
Zhou Zhou: "I feel like I'm fine again. I don't need your help. I'm going to go for a walk."
Fu Hengzhi stared at him for a while, then the hand he had been trying to use to support the other man fell naturally to his side. He hummed in agreement, "Then I'll go with you."
"No need, no need." Although she was the injured one, given the awkwardness of their current relationship, Zhou Zhou felt uncomfortable doing everything together. "You should rest. You're under a lot of work pressure, running back and forth between the hospital and the company every day is already tiring enough."
Zhou Zhou tried to take a couple of steps, his steps were unsteady and a little shaky, but at least it wasn't as difficult as the previous two days.
Fu Hengzhi was still worried, "I'll go down with you."
Seeing that the other party was unwilling to back down, Zhou Zhou checked the time, waved his phone and said, "Half an hour. I'll be up in half an hour. Don't follow me."
Half an hour is neither a long nor a short time, and Fu Hengzhi said he could accept it, "Okay."
Zhou Zhou slowly took the elevator downstairs to stroll in the hospital's small garden. Because of the bandages on her face, she didn't even need to wear a mask. And since it was afternoon break time, there weren't many people in the garden.
Leisurely mood and leisurely pursuits.
Zhou Zhou walked slowly along the cobblestone path surrounding the artificial lake at the hospital. The service environment of this private hospital was commensurate with his medical fees. Just looking at the group of colorful koi carp, each as thick as an adult's forearm, gathered under the artificial hill in the center of the lake, Zhou Zhou could almost hear the sound of money clattering.
Zhou Zhou stopped and leaned against the railing by the lake, staring blankly at the shimmering water. Suddenly, he frowned, turned his head to look behind him, and saw a patch of bushes, nothing unusual.
Zhou Zhou turned her gaze back to the lake, lightly touched the tip of her nose with her fingertips, and twitched her nose.
Why does he feel like someone is watching him?
Zhou Zhou thought he had been injured by a heavy object, and that he was also a little nervous because he hadn't been out and about for a long time. So he moved to a different spot, from the lakeside to a pavilion in the bushes. There was no one in the pavilion, and before he could even sit down, Zhou Zhou stopped right there.
The feeling of being watched persisted and grew stronger; he could even hear footsteps coming from afar.
More than one person; the chaotic footsteps were so fast they created a gust of wind.
"!" Zhou Zhou turned around quickly, swinging his head so violently that it hurt his head, which had just had its dressing changed at noon, causing him to gasp in pain.
Squinting, he could vaguely see three people fighting by the lake where he had just been standing. Upon closer inspection, one of them looked so familiar.
Zhou Zhou shouted to the person from a great distance, "Ye Misheng!"
"Huh?" Ye Misheng looked down at the pavilion and waved warmly to Zhou Zhou, who was standing at the entrance. "Brother Zhou~~"
Then, turning his head with a fierce expression, he ruthlessly kicked the man who had just gotten up from the ground and was trying to escape in a panic.
"..." Zhou Zhou's eyelids twitched. He looked at the two people in front of him who had squatted down under the threat of force, and asked in a daze, "What's going on?"
What happened just now was less of a fight and more of a one-sided beating by Ye Misheng.
Ye Misheng, who was sitting next to him, shrugged when she heard this, indicating that she did not know. "I came to see you and saw that you were followed by these two people after you went out of the gate. I was afraid of alerting them, so I followed them all the way. When you went to the pavilion, I saw that these two people were about to rush up, so I attacked them directly."
As the saying goes, "the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind," Zhou Zhou broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing his description. He took out his phone and muttered, "I'll call the police."
"No, don't call the police!" The man in the black baseball cap, who had just been kicked by Ye Misheng, hurriedly clarified when he heard that the police were going to be called, "I'm not a bad person, I'm just your fan! I like you so much!"
“…Huh?” Zhou Zhou paused upon hearing this, his pupils dilating as he scrutinized the other person’s attire, which he found highly suspicious. “I don’t believe it. What normal fan would act like this? You should go explain to the police.”
Seeing the other person pick up their phone again, the man in the black baseball cap became anxious and hurriedly said, "I'm really your fan! I've liked you ever since you risked your life to save someone! I've liked you so much that I've been camping out near the hospital for days! In the past few days, I've even read through all the novels you've written, and I can even recite a couple of lines from them. I'll recite them for you if you don't believe me!"
Then she began to recount, "When I was six years old, I became a fan of my first celebrity. Coincidentally, our names both consist of two characters..."
"Okay, okay, I believe you!" Zhou Zhou always felt a strange sense of shame when others read his novels aloud, but he couldn't help but be surprised. "You're a sasaeng fan."
"Hmm..." The man in the black baseball cap blushed strangely, giving Zhou Zhou goosebumps all over.
Why are you blushing like a teapot?
As the younger brother of a famous movie star, Ye Misheng naturally knew a bit about the concept of sasaeng fans. He squinted and reached out to the man in the black baseball cap, "You've taken quite a few pictures, haven't you?"
"Really not! My idol hasn't left the hospital these past few days. The hospital room is very private, so I couldn't take any pictures. I just took a few pictures of his back and side profile." The man in the black baseball cap knew that the other party wanted to check his phone. Looking at Ye Misheng's arrogant appearance, he also knew that he couldn't afford to offend him, so he obediently opened his phone's photo album for the other party to see.
Ye Misheng scrolled through his phone, and Zhou Zhou leaned over to look. When he saw the photo, he exclaimed, "Wow, that's a great photo!"
"You're still the most handsome idol!" The man in the black baseball cap took the opportunity to stand up and step forward, but was stunned by Ye Misheng's raised eyes, and could only squat back down in his original position.
Zhou Zhou watched as Ye Misheng deleted the pictures and then went to the recycle bin to completely erase the records of these photos.
Zhou Zhou: "This is... Wen Luo?"
Ye Misheng raised an eyebrow slightly, "And Yang Xiao too."
Judging from the angle, it was clearly a candid shot, and the other three people present all turned their attention to the man with the black baseball cap.
"I used to be a fan of Yang Xiao, but then I went to the set of Zhu Guan and fell in love with the rising star Wen Luo..." As he said this, the man with the black duckbill patted his chest and said with great confidence, "Idol, don't worry, they are all in the past. Now I only support you!"
Zhou Zhou's lips twitched: "You change your allegiance really fast."
The man in the black baseball cap blushed again, and then Zhou Zhou said, "I've deleted all the photos you took secretly. After all, what you did was seriously illegal. Your choice of F-value and angle for taking the photos was pretty good... professional?"
"I studied photography."
"That's amazing!" Zhou Zhou praised.
The man in the black baseball cap took the phone, looked at the blank photo album with some regret, then looked up at the other person, his expression slightly surprised and his eyes lit up.
Afternoon sunlight filtered through the leaves, gathering into a ray of light that shone precisely on the young man's left chest from an angle above. Despite being injured, the white gauze made his complexion appear rosy, and the light even reflected the dust particles floating in the air, making him seem like a divine messenger fallen to earth.
I habitually pick up my phone.
Seeing this, Ye Misheng narrowed his eyes dangerously. Just as he was about to raise his fist, Zhou Zhou asked from beside him, "Are you going to take a picture of me?"
Seeing the man in the black baseball cap nod vigorously, she hesitated for a moment before asking, "May I take your picture?"
Zhou Zhou smiled gently, "Of course."
The man in the black baseball cap couldn't wait to go back and make detailed modifications and renderings after taking the photos. After seeing off the stalker, Ye Misheng looked at Zhou Zhou with an ambiguous expression.
She said with a smile, "Brother Zhou, you have such a good temper!"
"It's alright," Zhou Zhou chuckled, and the two turned their gaze to another man.
The other person had long hair, a camera around his neck, and a bruise on the corner of his mouth from the fight. When he saw the two looking over, especially Ye Misheng, he conscientiously handed over his camera and cell phone from his pocket.
He couldn't afford to offend the second young master of the Ye family.
After looking at a few of the candid photos, Zhou Zhou frowned. "Are you a stalker too?"
"No way, I'm way more advanced than them," the long-haired man said nonchalantly.
"I'm a paparazzi."
Zhou Zhou: "..."
Ye Misheng: "..."
You're quite proud of yourself?
Chapter 43 Let's date, little brother, I'm a loli.
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The camera and phone album contained only a few photos, all of which featured unfamiliar faces. The two men simultaneously cast suspicious glances at the paparazzi who was squatting on the ground, clutching his head and grinning foolishly.
Ye Misheng: "Where are the hospital photos?"
Paparazzi man: "I didn't take any pictures."
Zhou Zhou: "You didn't take a single picture?"
Paparazzi man: "Yeah."
"..." Zhou Zhou remained silent. These stalker fans didn't seem like stalker fans, and these paparazzi didn't seem like paparazzi either. What was going on with them all? "Why didn't you take any pictures?"
“What am I supposed to photograph? You can’t photograph anything inside the hospital, except for you coming out right now.” The paparazzi looked at Zhou Zhou with a surprised expression. “Want to photograph you strolling leisurely with your head wrapped in gauze? Or to photograph you looking down at a 45-degree angle as you watch the fish swimming around in the lake? I want to photograph something that will get exposure.”
Zhou Zhou: "..." That seems to make sense?