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Chapter 66 If you keep pretending, it'll be too much.

Song Qianyi suddenly opened her eyes and saw Ji Jingshen, which calmed her down a little.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Ji Jingshen asked.

Song Qianyi nodded vigorously.

He bent down to tuck the blanket around her, and when he looked up, he met Song Qianyi's bright eyes.

While maintaining the bent-over posture, one forgets the actual movement.

"Are you concerned about me?"

Song Qianyi's eyes were smiling, and her voice was soft and languid, as if she had just woken up.

"No."

Ji Jingshen wanted to withdraw.

Song Qianyi was quicker; she grabbed Ji Jingshen's arm and pulled him back.

In order not to crush her, Ji Jingshen had to support himself with his hands on either side of her.

With just a slight tilt of her head, Song Qianyi's red lips could reach Ji Jingshen's lips.

"Honey, I feel terrible, my head hurts."

Song Qianyi knew that Ji Jingshen didn't have the patience to argue with her right now, and she was afraid that if they kissed, they would really have to get a divorce certificate.

Therefore, she suppressed her impulse and spoke in a soft voice.

Ji Jingshen didn't want to pay attention to it. He looked down and saw Song Qianyi's face, which was red from the fever, and her chapped lips. His originally hardened heart finally cracked a little.

He tried to get up.

This time, Song Qianyi didn't pull him back.

He poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Song Qianyi: "Go back when things get a little better!"

Song Qianyi was indeed thirsty and took a big gulp of water. When she heard Ji Jingshen's words, she tried to retort, but a mouthful of water went down her trachea, and she coughed violently and incessantly, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Ji Jingshen patted her back to help her catch her breath.

Once she felt a little better, Song Qianyi straightened up, her eyes still red from coughing: "Am I bothering you here?"

After that one sentence, Ji Jingshen fell silent.

Song Qianyi threw off the covers and got out of bed: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bothered you. I'll go back now."

She stepped onto the ground, swayed a few times, and barely managed to stand by holding onto the bed.

Seeing her appearance, Ji Jingshen's heart skipped a beat.

He shouldn't have been in such a hurry to get rid of people.

"that……"

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't bring myself to say them.

Song Qianyi almost fell again, and Ji Jingshen stepped forward to support her: "You can rest here first."

"really?"

Song Qianyi leaned into Ji Jingshen's arms and looked up at him.

Ji Jingshen didn't dare to look her in the eye, as if sending her away just now was a huge mistake. "Mm."

Song Qianyi finally lay back down on the bed, not forgetting to say, "Wouldn't this be too much trouble for you?"

"You're finding this troublesome now?" Ji Jingshen straightened up, his sharp gaze falling on Song Qianyi, clear and sharp, as if he could see right through her.

Song Qianyi quickly lowered her head, shrank into the blanket, and dared not speak again.

If you keep pretending, it'll be too much.

Ji Jingshen looked at the small lump that had bulged on the bed and ultimately said nothing more.

Given Song Qianyi's current situation, even if she went back, there would be no one to take care of her.

He really shouldn't have turned a patient away.

Ji Jingshen picked up his phone, dialed a number as he walked out, and said, "Shen Chen, bring some clean clothes for the girls."

"Whose size could it be?"

As the sound faded into the distance, Song Qianyi dared to peek out from under the covers and cautiously look towards the door.

Ji Jingshen has already come downstairs.

Song Qianyi immediately rolled over on the bed, spread out in a starfish position, and swung her legs comfortably.

Although her mind was still a little foggy, it didn't dampen her good mood of being able to stay at Ji Jingshen's house.

Feeling content, Song Qianyi began to think about what had happened the night before.

That homeless man was probably also someone Song Qianyu brought over.

Despite being sisters, Song Qianyu was willing to ruin her reputation.

It's likely that the person Shen Chen was referring to waiting downstairs was Song Qianyu.

Even if Song Qianyu had hesitated or softened her heart for a moment, she would have had a glimmer of hope.

But Song Qianyu just waited downstairs.

Let's wait and see what happens.

These are not sisters at all, they are enemies.

My heart is at peace.

This wasn't the first time Song Qianyu had done something like this.

Although Tang Wanwan was behind the kidnapping last time, how could the other party have dared to be so bold without Song Qianyu's authorization?

If she hadn't escaped in time, something even more terrifying might have happened.

The previous warning was completely ignored.

Song Qianyi closed her eyes and calmed her fluctuating emotions.

When I opened my eyes again, my gaze was sharp.

Song Qianyu, don't blame me for being impolite.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and Song Qianyi quickly rolled herself back into bed, leaving only her head sticking out.

Ji Jingshen pushed open the door and came in, followed by Shen Chen.

He glanced at the scene inside the door and stopped.

Shen Chen was caught off guard and almost bumped into Ji Jingshen.

"Wait downstairs." Ji Jingshen took the bag of clothes and the tray of food and gave a brief instruction.

Shen Chen responded, not daring to look around, and turned to go downstairs.

Ji Jingshen came in, put the clothes at the foot of the bed, and placed the food on the table: "Let's eat."

"Okay." Song Qianyi got up and coughed weakly twice.

Seeing her supporting her upper body to hold the bowl, Ji Jingshen picked up the bowl before she could.

Meeting Song Qianyi's surprised gaze, he remained expressionless: "I was afraid you wouldn't be able to hold it properly and would spill the porridge on the bed, which would require the nanny to go through the trouble of changing it."

How come she never noticed before that Ji Jingshen was so considerate of the nanny?

Song Qianyi pursed her lips, but didn't expose him. She leaned against the headboard and accepted Ji Jingshen's feeding with a clear conscience.

A spoonful of steaming porridge was brought to Song Qianyi's lips, but she didn't open her mouth; she just looked at Ji Jingshen.

Ji Jingshen clicked his tongue and moved the spoon forward even further, almost touching Song Qianyi's lips: "Eat."

"It's hot!" Song Qianyi turned her face away, her tone helpless.

Ji Jingshen then realized what was happening, withdrew his hand, and stirred the porridge with a spoon: "Sorry."

When I fed her again, the porridge was just right.

The congee is made with fritillaria cirrhosa and goji berries, and it melts in your mouth with just the right amount of lightness and flavor.

Song Qianyi watched Ji Jingshen's clumsy yet careful movements, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

The atmosphere is just right; perhaps we can take this opportunity to bring up the topic of not getting a divorce.

Before she could speak, her phone rang, interrupting her.

It was Xu Fengnian's phone call.

Song Qianyi had no choice but to accept.

"I heard you didn't go to work today?" Xu Fengnian asked bluntly.

“Yes.” Song Qianyi didn’t want to tell Xu Fengnian about the unpleasantness between her and Song Qianyi, and was thinking about how to say it.

Xu Fengnian's incessant chatter came from the other end of the phone: "You've only been working for a few days, and you're already giving up? I thought you were so determined."

"No, I..." Song Qianyi felt a mix of emotions and wanted to defend herself.

Suddenly, her hand felt empty; Ji Jingshen had taken her phone.

"Hey, Mom."

As Ji Jingshen spoke, he gestured for Song Qianyi to hold the bowl herself.

The room was quiet. Xu Fengnian's voice came through after a few seconds of pause: "Ji Jingshen?"

With a touch of surprise.

"It's me." Ji Jingshen's voice was steady: "Qianyi wasn't feeling well. She had a fever last night and hasn't recovered yet."

He paused, glanced at Song Qianyi's face, and added, "I forgot to ask for leave for her. I guess she'll need to rest for a few more days."

"He caught a cold?" Xu Fengnian was also surprised: "This child is always a worry. I'm going over now."