Chapter 35: 034: Fang Jiyin was so angry that he became sick.

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Chapter 35: 034: Fang Jiyin was so angry that he became sick.

When Wen Changling woke up the next day, the butterfly knot on her finger was still there. She was in a single ward, and by the furnishings, it was in the VIP building. Her glasses and hearing aid were placed within her reach, and she put them on.

Xie Shang was not in the ward; she heard Jiahui’s voice at the door.

“Jiahui.”

After Jiahui had finished applying for leave, she ended the call, “Have you woken up?”

Wen Changling felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, and after a while, she slowly sat up, “Where’s Granny Zhu?”

“She went for a check-up.”

“Is she okay?”

“Her symptoms are milder than yours. It’s nothing serious.” Jiahui touched Wen Changling’s forehead with the back of her hand, no more fever, “How are you feeling now?”

Wen Changling had suffered quite a bit last night. After emptying her stomach, she had been running a fever the whole time.

“A little dizzy.”

Wen Changling’s complexion was not good.

“Then you should lie down again.” Jiahui helped her lie back down and sat beside the hospital bed herself, “Do you remember what happened last night?”

Wen Changling nodded and ruefully removed the butterfly knot from her hand. If she had known the poisoning was so severe, she would have shared half the soup with Xie Shang.

“Where’s Xie Shang?” she asked Jiahui.

“He just left not long ago.” Jiahui rested her chin on her hand, her expression carrying deep meaning, “Changling, I have a feeling that Xie Shang will be yours sooner or later.”

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Wen Changling was still regretting her actions from last night, continually reflecting on herself.

“Last night you vomited all over Xie Shang, and he didn’t mind at all. He wiped your face and your hands.”

Originally, Tu Qizhen had instructed Jiahui to stay and take extra care, but she ended up not being much help. Xie Shang personally took care of administering the medicine and inducing vomiting.

Except when it came to changing clothes.

Jiahui had helped with changing the clothes, and Xie Shang had even expressed his thanks for it.

“Is Xie Shang pursuing you?”

Wen Changling denied it: “No, we are just neighbors.”

Jiahui didn’t see it that way. Although she wasn’t familiar with Xie Shang, she could still tell; Xie Shang was definitely not the type to be ambiguous with the opposite sex. He had firm boundaries, yet he allowed Wen Changling to cross his social limits – in other words, he allowed a territorial invasion.

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Fang Jiyin was also in the VIP building.

“Fourth brother.”

Running into Xie Shang here, she was surprised and delighted.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, approaching quickly, “Are you here to see me?”

Xie Shang was waiting for the elevator.

He hadn’t slept at all last night and was not in a good mood, turning his back to Fang Jiyin and watching the slowly changing numbers on the elevator panel, he replied succinctly, “No.”

“Fourth brother, can we talk, please?” Fang Jiyin’s tone was pleading, her face pale from her poor health, with bandages around her head, sickly and pitiable like a frail willow needing support.

Xie Shang had no intention of being alone with her, stood still, with people passing by: “What do you want to talk about? Personal or business matters?”

The incident yesterday had happened so abruptly that when Wen Changling climbed the Sweet Osmanthus Tree, Xie Shang had just finished showering and didn’t have time to change. He hastily grabbed a jacket. Wen Changling had vomited on the jacket, and he had thrown it in the trash. The long sleeves he wore were thin, beige, made from a soft, knitted fabric, giving him a more relaxed, homely look.

“It’s about business.” Fang Jiyin was cautious in her speech and demeanor, “The person in charge at Huadi contacted me, saying it was your idea to change the endorser.”

Xie Shang was very direct, “It’s what I want.”

Fang Jiyin’s eyes reddened slightly, “Is it because I didn’t do well enough? I can work hard to meet your standards.”

Xie Shang turned around, “Do you really not know why I replaced you?”

She didn’t speak, her eyes growing wetter.

Previously, at a certain gathering, he overheard one of Gu Yihuan’s fair-weather friends talking about women, saying that a woman’s tears are a weapon that can render men helpless.

Xie Shang thought this was too absolute.

He found tears annoying.

“You know, you’re so smart, you can’t be unaware that there are boundaries that must be respected when people interact with each other.”

What he meant was that you crossed a line.

After the rumors of his contract renewal with Huadi Group came out, Fang Jiyin sought a cooperation with Huadi as well, and from that moment, she had already crossed a line, because she was trying to encroach on territory that wasn’t open to her.

“Yingying,” they had grown up together, but after becoming adults, Xie Shang rarely called her that anymore. It wasn’t an endearment, but a warning, “Don’t overstep your bounds.”

Xie Yanli, who was coming from the hospital ward, happened to hear this.

“How can you speak to Yingying like this?”

Xie Shang glanced at the elevator’s floor indicator; the elevator hadn’t arrived yet.

Xie Yanli walked in front of Fang Jiyin, scolding Xie Shang, “If it weren’t for Yingying saving you back then, would you still be alive today?”

“Mom!” Fang Jiyin stopped her, “Don’t say anymore.”

Xie Yanli was adamant, “Which word I said isn’t true?”

“Mom, I—”

Overcome with emotion, Fang Jiyin found it hard to catch her breath and clutched at her chest, gasping heavily. She started coughing and became increasingly short of breath.

Xie Yanli immediately reached for her pocket, but it was empty, “Yingying, where’s your medicine?”

She crouched down, struggling for air.

Xie Yanli shouted, “Doctor, doctor!”

The elevator doors opened; Xie Shang didn’t linger and as he entered, he pressed the button to close the doors.

Fang Jiyin had asthma.

When Xie Shang was born, Xie Jingxian had a fortune teller predict his future. The Xie family’s fortune was deemed shallow that generation, with two passing away early, and even Xie Shang had frail health as a child, raising concerns within the family about his survivability. At thirteen, he nearly drowned but was saved by Fang Jiyin who happened to pass by.

After that, Xie Shang’s health gradually improved, while Fang Jiyin suddenly developed asthma.

Fang Jiyin was the daughter of Xie Yanli’s second husband.

Xie Yanli was somehow confused. Initially, for the sake of a family alliance through marriage, she did not marry well and had a difficult time. Old Master Xie Jingxian, feeling sorry for her and believing he owed her, indulged her after her divorce and never mistreated her stepdaughter Fang Jiyin. However, Xie Yanli couldn’t see the situation clearly and always used the drowning incident to obligate Xie Shang, claiming that Fang Jiyin’s asthma was a disaster she took on for him, firmly intending for Xie Shang to marry Fang Jiyin.

Xie Yanli often said that people should have a conscience and repay kindness.

Ms. Su Nanzhi, Xie Shang’s mother, did have a conscience. On Fang Jiyin’s eighteenth birthday, Madam Su prepared a list of dowry items and formally recognized her as her goddaughter, promising that when Fang Jiyin got married, the entire dowry would be provided.

In the afternoon, Yan Cong’s grandfather made a trip to Dihong Hospital and personally apologized to Fang Jiyin, saying he would compensate and discipline as necessary, yet he never scolded his own grandson. Throughout the conversation, Old Master Yan was very protective.

The Yan Family was not ordinary; they had significant influence in the sports arena, and with Old Master Yan making a personal visit, Fang Jiyin had to gracefully accept the gesture.

The traffic police held Yan Cong fully responsible. Hospitalization costs, car repair costs, compensation for emotional distress, lost wages… Old Master Yan actively compensated. And then… there was no aftermath. The incident ended just like that.

Behind every unruly child, there is always a parent who spoils them excessively.