Chapter 183

To be honest, waking up in the morning and not seeing your loved one, but instead seeing a man...This could be considered Shen Huaichu's most horrifying incident of the year, especially since that person was Jing Zeqian - this horror story was second to none!

Shen Huaichu accepted the breakfast made by Jing Yi, "Thank you, Yi Yi." He sat dazedly on the sofa, trying to calm his nightmare-like panic.

Jing Yi looked amusedly at the smug Jing Zeqian and explained to Shen Huaichu: "My second brother heard you were sick and was very worried, so he came over late last night."

Shen Huaichu didn't know what expression to make. "...Thank you." He had every reason to believe that Jing Zeqian came to check if he was dead yet or not.

Actually, even Jing Yi didn't quite believe what she just said.

[That's all I can say, I tried my best.]

Jing Zeqian sat on the nearby sofa with his coffee, making himself at home like he owned the place.

He even showed concern: "How are you? Feeling better? You don't know how worried I was yesterday!" Afraid he might miss the moment Shen Huaichu kicked the bucket.

"I rushed over overnight, and last night I was worried you'd burn yourself stupid or kick off your blankets, so I had to keep checking your temperature throughout the night. Touching, isn't it?"

Jing Zeqian said through gritted teeth.

He had no choice - Jing Yi was worried Shen Huaichu might develop a fever again at night and said she wanted to check on him. How could he possibly let Yi Yi go to such a dangerous place?!

That was Shen Huaichu's dangerous territory! The place most saturated with Shen Huaichu's presence!!!

Jing Yi: ...Why are you making Shen Huaichu sound like some wild beast?

The final solution was for Jing Zeqian to take over this task.

Shen Huaichu shuddered, forcing a smile, "...Thank you for your concern, Second Brother."

Touching? How could he not be touched? He was so touched that he thought Jing Zeqian must be mentally ill!

Thinking about how it was Jing Zeqian who covered him with blankets in the middle of the night made Shen Huaichu feel even more uncomfortable.

This was exactly the effect Jing Zeqian wanted; his eyes grew even more smug as he calmed down and elegantly took a sip of his coffee.

Jing Yi usually didn't get involved in their 'battles,' and now was one of those usual times.

She looked at Shen Huaichu who was eating breakfast and reached out to feel his forehead temperature, immediately prompting a cough from Jing Zeqian.

Jing Yi looked helplessly at Jing Zeqian, "Second Brother, I'm just checking if his fever has gone down?"

Jing Zeqian wouldn't accept this excuse. He asked Shen Huaichu with a stern face, "Where's your thermometer?" Don't try to take advantage of his sister!

Shen Huaichu thought seriously for a moment, "Second Brother, I don't have a thermometer." Then he looked up at Jing Yi, eyes filled with mirth, seemingly anticipating something.

Jing Zeqian: ...Why didn't you just die from the fever?!

"Then I'll do it!"

Jing Zeqian stood up, looking solemn as if he was about to 'make a heroic sacrifice.'

Both Shen Huaichu and Jing Yi were stunned. Seeing Jing Zeqian approaching, Shen Huaichu immediately leaned back and said seriously, "Thank you, Second Brother, but I feel much better now, no need to trouble yourself."

Jing Zeqian snorted coldly. Did this kid think he couldn't handle him?

Jing Yi shook her head helplessly; these two were truly born to be at odds with each other.

...

Seeing that Shen Huaichu was mostly recovered, Jing Yi was 'dragged' home by Jing Zeqian. Even until they walked through their front door, Jing Zeqian was still endlessly lecturing.

"Don't think he's weak just because he's sick. Men are very cunning - what if he's just pretending? Even if you know self-defense, you can't guard against him playing weak. I'm telling you, you need to be more careful. Don't just believe whatever others say..." S~eaʀᴄh the nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Jing Yi's ears were going numb; she could feel Jing Zeqian's words swirling around her.

"Did you hear me?!"

Jing Yi snapped back to attention, responding helplessly, "...Yes, I heard."

[Please, spare me!]

When she saw Jing Zeyou, Jing Yi felt like she'd found her savior. She quickly walked over to him.

"Big Brother! You're home!"

[Thank goodness! Thank goodness! Big Brother, please save me!]

Jing Zeyou didn't even need to hear her voice; the 'plea for help' in Jing Yi's eyes was clear enough.

He smiled, "Is Mr. Shen feeling better?" Jing Zeqian snorted coldly, "How could he not be? After being taken care of all night, any virus would have been killed off."

[The way you say it makes me sound inhuman.]

"Next week is Jun Jun's awards ceremony. Yi Yi, are you planning to enter through the red carpet or backstage?"

Jing Zeyou changed the subject with a smile. Jing Zeqian had already said what needed to be said many times, so there was no need to repeat it.

Besides, this was something he had planned to ask Jing Yi about. The huge success of "Nineteenth Floor Campus" had led to nominations for both the drama and its lead actors.

This awards ceremony was quite important, and Jing Yi had been insisting on going to the audience seats to witness it firsthand.

According to reliable information from Jing Zeqian, barring any surprises, the Best Actress award would likely go to Jing Zejun.

Hearing Jing Zeyou's words, Jing Yi's expression became animated again.

"Can I go?"

She definitely wanted to watch from the audience seats, but could she even receive an invitation to these film and television awards ceremonies?

Jing Zeqian lounged on the sofa like a young master, "Invitation? If they knew you were coming, the organizers would arrange multiple cameras for you - who needs an invitation?"

He hadn't expected that Jing Yi's set visit would quietly lead to her getting a role, and she performed quite well too, becoming quite a hot topic during the drama's promotion.

But Jing Yi disappeared after filming, with no information about any roadshows. If people knew she would appear at the awards ceremony, the media would surely swarm in.

Jing Yi smiled, "Big Brother, let's go quietly! Give Jun Jun a surprise!"

Since there was no need to worry about invitations anymore, there was nothing else to consider. She didn't like making a grand entrance on the red carpet anyway - just thinking about it felt troublesome!

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Jing Zeyou also preferred going through the backstage. This was an important awards ceremony, and going through the red carpet would probably waste a lot of time.

Their only purpose was to witness Jing Zejun receiving her award.

"Second Brother, what about you? How will you go?" Jing Zeqian's status was different from theirs, as he was also the owner of Startrack.

Jing Zeqian yawned. He had trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds, and with checking on Shen Huaichu throughout the night, he hadn't slept well at all.

"I have to enter first."

He was a presenter at the ceremony, so naturally he would enter openly. Of course, this presenting role was something he had 'fought' for.

Jing Zeqian looked smugly at Jing Yi, "Can't help it, I'm just part of the entertainment industry, aren't I? This presenting job is rightfully mine."

Jing Yi rolled her eyes at him.

[At least I don't have to listen to his preaching anymore, he's like Tang Seng.]

Jing Zeqian: ...Jing Yi is really like an uncontrollable monkey!