Fang Miaomiao took the thermometer out of Wen Zhiyan's mouth after looking after him for most of the night.
She breathed a sigh of relief after checking his temperature.
He had finally broken his fever, making her night of care worthwhile.
Thinking of this, Fang Miaomiao bent down with a mischievous glint and patted Wen Zhiyan's still pale face. "I've taken care of you all night. If you find out later that I tricked you, I hope you'll forgive me this once, considering tonight's effort."
Wen Zhiyan's tightly furrowed brow relaxed considerably.
"You're not talking, but your brow has smoothed out. I'll take that as your agreement, and you can't call me out for cheating later."
After saying this, Fang Miaomiao found herself chuckling.
What was she even thinking?
Shaking her head with a wry smile, Fang Miaomiao turned to leave. To her surprise, the sleeping Wen Zhiyan tightly gripped her wrist.
Fang Miaomiao blinked and looked down at the hand holding her. She felt a sense of helplessness. Why was this person like Wen Yan'an, both liking to grab people's wrists?
And they were always so good at it.
Fang Miaomiao tried to pull her hand away from Wen Zhiyan's grasp, but the harder she tried, the tighter he held on.
Seeing that force wouldn't work, she decided to try gentleness, but Wen Zhiyan wouldn't let go.
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
She really felt like she owed this person from a past life.
Resigned, she sat on the edge of the bed, awkwardly propping herself up to sleep on the bedside table.
Fang Miaomiao had no idea that shortly after she fell asleep, a shocking scandal had exploded on the trending searches.
"Holy crap, holy crap. Why did I click on this video so randomly late at night?"
"I wish I had a pair of eyes that hadn't seen this. My imagination wasn't vivid enough; I never would have thought of such twisted practices."
"I was just about to put my phone down, but now my sleepiness is completely gone. What did I do in my past life to deserve seeing something so disgusting?"
"I have a feeling the entertainment industry will go crazy tomorrow."
The next morning.
Wen Zhiyan suddenly opened his eyes and caught sight of the bedside table out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head in surprise.
There, a head was propped up, fast asleep, her body half-bent over the edge of the bed.
Last night?
Wen Zhiyan picked up his phone from beside the pillow and learned everything from Xin Xuanlai.
She had taken care of him all night?
This realization sent a warm current surging through him, a profoundly comfortable feeling.
So, everything Fang Miaomiao had said to him was a dream, and the current Fang Miaomiao hadn't left?
Had fate finally taken pity on him?
He looked at Fang Miaomiao, who was asleep on the bedside table with her back to him, and for a moment, he dared not call out to her.
He was afraid. He was afraid he was overthinking things, afraid that fate deemed him unworthy of another person's affection.
Just then, Fang Miaomiao, sleeping on the bedside table, sneezed. A phone vibrated with a buzzing sound.
Wen Zhiyan's heart leaped, and he instinctively closed his eyes.
Fang Miaomiao, still half-asleep, fumbled for her phone and answered it.
A sinister voice came from the other end of the line.
"Fang Miaomiao, you did that on purpose, didn't you? You bitch, what good does it do you to ruin me?"
"Do you believe I can blacklist you right now? I'll make you rot in my company."
Fang Miaomiao had finally managed to fall asleep a little after dawn, only to be woken by a phone call where someone was practically yelling at her.
Her temper flared instantly. "What does your life or death have to do with me? Has no one told you it's incredibly immoral to disturb someone's sweet dreams so early in the morning?"
With that, Fang Miaomiao hung up the phone.
Then, her sleepiness vanished.
She discovered her entire arm was numb. Before she could even process it, a tingling sensation shot from her arm to her brain, instantly waking her up.
That feeling was enough to make anyone as alert as possible.
Fang Miaomiao clutched her numb arm and crouched on the floor for a long time before she recovered.
She stood up and touched Wen Zhiyan's forehead.
Feeling that his temperature had completely returned to normal, she was about to relax when her phone rang again.
This time, it was Sister Li.
Fang Miaomiao realized that the furious voice from earlier belonged to Wang Jiahui, the protagonist of last night's scandal.
So, he was calling to vent his anger?
Fang Miaomiao chuckled.
Without even answering the call, she opened the trending searches.
The trending searches seemed to be deliberately taunting Wang Jiahui.
#Entertainment Company Boss's Private Life Is Shockingly Wild#
#Exposing the Little-Known Secrets of an Entertainment Company Boss#
#It Turns Out the Rich and Powerful Play This Way#
None of the headlines directly named Wang Jiahui, but they were all about him.
She clicked on them.
The hottest was a video lasting over ten seconds.
The video showed a woman receiving a call about her husband's indiscretions. She, along with her bodyguards, rushed to a hotel and, disregarding the staff's protests, forced open a room door.
What she saw inside left her frozen in shock.
Her useless husband was pinned down by two men, audibly moaning shamelessly.
In just over ten seconds, the faces of the two people on the bed were clearly captured.
"OMG, I'm going to throw up my dinner from last night."
"They're playing way too rough. I wish I had eyes that hadn't seen the original video."
"I often feel I'm not perverse enough to watch such perverse videos."
"By the way, can someone explain who the three people in this video are?"
"I think I recognize one. Wang Jiahui, from Fang Miaomiao's company."
"Fang Miaomiao? Disgusting. Why is Fang Miaomiao's name everywhere?"
Fang Miaomiao happened to see this comment, and her eye twitched. She had been wondering the same thing, why were there so many people who disliked her?
After watching for a while, she understood that for something to trend for so long, someone must have paid a hefty price behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, Fang Miaomiao's heart warmed, and a smile couldn't help but spread across her lips.
So, to thank him, Fang Miaomiao decided to make him a breakfast as a token of her gratitude.
Without delay, she set her phone to vibrate and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After getting ready, she went straight to the supermarket to buy ingredients.
Considering Wen Zhiyan was still recovering, Fang Miaomiao decided to make a lean pork and vegetable congee.
After studying the kitchenware, Fang Miaomiao began to cook, completely unaware that the moment she left the bedroom, the person on the bed opened his eyes.
"Master Wen, Tenue Hotel is suspicious."
Xin Xuanlai's face on the other end of the line was grave.
"Go on," Wen Zhiyan said.
"After I returned last night, I've been investigating Tenue Hotel's account books. I also arranged for some people to check into the hotel. We discovered that not only are they charging customers under various pretexts, but also..."
"Also what?" Wen Zhiyan asked in a deep voice.
"Some VIP rooms and presidential suites have secret cameras installed."
The cameras were installed so discreetly that it took them considerable effort to find them, and there was more than one.