"Mingyue, I like you, don't go!
I will protect you, take care of you, and never let you suffer any grievance!"
Ji Shiyou was still in a coma, muttering delirious words from his fever.
The silver needles had removed Ji Shiyou's hidden injuries and coldness, but the symptoms of the common cold would not disappear; his body's resistance was needed for recovery.
Listening to Ji Shiyou's delirious ramblings in his coma, Mingyue smiled. Unconscious words were the true expression of feelings.
This should be the first time in her life she had been confessed to, and the other party was in a coma. A warm current appeared in Mingyue's heart.
She carefully examined Ji Shiyou and found that this man was quite handsome.
Sword-like eyebrows, tiger-like eyes, long eyelashes, a high-bridged nose, sharply defined lips, and a sexy Adam's apple.
His physique was perfect, with a well-built chest and chiseled eight-pack abs.
Mingyue blushed, quickly pulled the quilt over, and covered Ji Shiyou's body.
She was truly going mad, what was she looking at?
They say beauty can mislead people, and it seems to be true. This man was faking illness to trick her.
She was originally angry, but how did looking at his body arouse such tender feelings?
No, she had to stand firm. When he woke up, she would use his pretense of illness as leverage.
She would quickly dissolve the hundred-day pact, divorce him as soon as possible, and leave this place.
Mingyue secretly decided in her heart, but the scene she had just seen kept replaying in her mind.
It made her feel hot all over and restless, so she went out of the room, wanting to go to the rooftop to get some fresh air.
"So thirsty, why do I feel so uncomfortable?"
Ji Shiyou, lying on the sickbed, slowly woke up. His strong body allowed him to quickly recover from the fever.
However, the symptoms of his severe cold had not yet subsided. He felt weak in his limbs, his mouth was dry, his nose felt blocked, and breathing was difficult.
He was awakened by thirst and struggled to sit up, wanting to get out of bed to find some water.
The quilt on his body slipped off, revealing his bare chest. Ji Shiyou felt something was wrong.
The memories before he lost consciousness surfaced in his mind, and he remembered.
He had asked Mingyue to bathe him, hoping to gain her favor with his body.
As a result, he was like a piece of laundry, rubbed and tossed around in the bathtub by Mingyue.
Then, then he was knocked unconscious. What happened next?
Where were his clothes? Why was he in bed, and his whole body aching?
Ji Shiyou carefully lifted the quilt and glanced down, wanting to cry but having no tears.
It was over, it was over. Even his underwear had been changed.
It must have been Mingyue who, after knocking him out, was overcome with lust and forced herself on him.
Ji Shiyou held his head, regretting in his heart that he shouldn't have used such a foolish plan.
His body was so excellent, how could Mingyue resist? It was all his fault.
Although he didn't resist and even fantasized about something happening with Mingyue, it was his first time!
It should have been him taking the lead. He had felt nothing while unconscious.
Let alone any beautiful memories. What was the difference from being violated? It was embarrassing to even think about it.
"Boss, are you feeling better? How did you catch a cold?"
Just as Ji Shiyou was pounding the bed with grief and indignation,
Zhen Lu walked in with concern, followed by Jun Hui with a strange smile.
"Cold? Who's cold? Ahchoo!"
Ji Shiyou was confused, asking who was cold, and then let out a big sneeze.
Two streams of snot shot out. Zhen Lu quickly took out a tissue and handed it to him.
"Stop pretending, the pot calling the kettle black, who's cold?
If you can't do it, you can't do it. Just consummating the marriage and you get sick and have a fever, I admire you!
We're brothers, so don't be stubborn. You're mistaken if you think you can hide it from me.
I took off your clothes, and I changed your underwear, and you still won't admit it.
I say, brother, I knew you were impotent earlier, you should have told me, and I could have prepared medicine for you earlier.
You wouldn't have cried so miserably in front of sister-in-law, it's really embarrassing for men."
Jun Hui thought Ji Shiyou was too embarrassed to admit it and was afraid of losing face, so he jumped up to expose him.
"You took off my clothes? You changed my underwear? Wait, are you trying to die?
How dare you say I'm impotent and prepare medicine for me? I'll beat you to death."
The most taboo thing for a man is to be called impotent.
Hearing Jun Hui's words, Ji Shiyou was relieved to know that nothing had happened between him and Mingyue.
His first time was still intact, but why did he feel a little regret?
But when he heard himself being called impotent, he immediately became indignant. It was slander.
He was capable, very capable, extremely capable.
"Ah! I can't do it anymore!
Ah! I can't stand it!
Ah! Let me go!
Wasn't that you shouting? And you say I'm slandering you, you stubborn mule."
Jun Hui, not afraid of death, repeated what he heard in the room.
However, with his tone and lewd expression, it was an eyesore.
Ji Shiyou said nothing, silently stuffing tissues into his nostrils. His nose kept running.
He understood that nothing had happened between him and Mingyue from beginning to end, and Jun Hui had misunderstood.
But he couldn't explain. Being tortured by Mingyue in the bathtub was no more glorious than being impotent.
He just didn't understand why Mingyue had knocked him out, and where had she gone now?
"Not making a sound anymore? But your trick is good, pretending to be weak.
It's also a great move for chasing girls. I haven't taught you yet, and you've already mastered it."
Jun Hui thought Ji Shiyou's silence was an admission and continued to babble.
"Boss, the mark of the Seven Fiends appeared five hours ago.
The person hasn't shown up yet. What should we do next? The brothers can't hold on any longer."
Seeing Ji Shiyou's continued silence, Zhen Lu thought the boss was embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.
"The Seven Fiends are here?"
Ji Shiyou quickly checked his phone and found the message Zhen Lu had sent him. He hadn't received it then because he was in the bathroom.
"Tell the brothers to disengage their alert first. You're all tired, find a place to rest and recuperate.
Jun Hui, you go to the monitoring room. Tonight, you'll be on duty alone.
No sleeping. Keep an eye on the monitors, and notify everyone immediately if you notice anything unusual."
Ji Shiyou thought for a moment and said to the two with a serious expression.
"No, why? They rest, and I'm on duty.
At least arrange for someone to relieve me. Staring at the monitor all night will blind me."
Everyone else rests, but only he is on duty. Jun Hui refused.
"Zhen Lu, what are the rules of Jiuyou?"
"Reporting to the boss, unconditional obedience to orders, only answer 'yes'.
No excuses, no asking for reasons, violators will be punished in the Hall of Punishment, eighty lashes."
Ji Shiyou said with a cold face, listening to Zhen Lu's sonorous recitation, and glanced at Jun Hui.
"Yes, your subordinate obeys, and I guarantee the mission will be completed."
Jun Hui suspected that Ji Shiyou was seeking personal revenge, but he had no evidence and could only go to the monitoring room with a tearful face.
Zhen Lu also went out to arrange his subordinates. In the room, Ji Shiyou was deep in thought.
When Mingyue returned, she saw Ji Shiyou sitting on the bed, wrapped in a quilt.
With tissues stuffed in both nostrils, he, who was originally a cold and domineering CEO, now looked incredibly cute and dazed.
"I have something to tell you."
"I have something to tell you."
Ji Shiyou looked up when she entered. Mingyue walked to the bedside, and they both spoke at the same time.