After Flirting with the God-Tier Beautiful Tycoon - Chapter 77.1

But Shen Xiaojiang didn’t even have the strength to tease her. She waved her hand and gave a weak “Mm.”

Sun Jiabao grabbed her phone. Her first thought was Chen Xingnan, but she felt that guy was unreliable. She muttered, “Oh dear, what should I do? Should I call 120 (Emergency Services)?”

Shen Xiaojiang glanced at her, panting slightly. “No… it’s not that dramatic.”

“Huh?” Sun Jiabao gripped her phone tighter. “But your face looks really bad.”

Shen Xiaojiang shook her head like a rattle. “Don’t cause a scene. This has been going on for two months. As long as I take my medicine on time, I’m fine. I forgot to take it yesterday. Help me get it.”

“What medicine? Where is it?” Sun Jiabao rummaged around for a long time but couldn’t find it.

“Forget it, I’ll do it.” Shen Xiaojiang stood up with difficulty and took her bag from Sun Jiabao.

She pulled out a white box, took a blue pill, and swallowed it dry. Because it had no sugar coating and was quite large, she had a hard time swallowing it.

“Weikangling?” Sun Jiabao asked. “Did a doctor prescribe this?”

Shen Xiaojiang looked listless. “No, I bought it at the local pharmacy. My dad occasionally has stomach pains, and I saw him taking this.”

“What?! Everyone’s condition is different! You should go to the hospital and get a proper diagnosis from a doctor!” Sun Jiabao was worried sick.

Shen Xiaojiang had intended to go to the hospital, but she was truly too busy. Whenever she did have a spare moment, the pain would be gone, so she naturally kept putting it off.

“Fine,” she said. “I’ll go after I finish this busy streak.”

As the medicine took effect, her complexion improved slightly.

Sun Jiabao packed her things and linked arms with her. “Come on, come home with me for dinner. You can’t just eat anything when your stomach is acting up.”

Thinking about her work, Shen Xiaojiang declined. “I know, but I really don’t feel well. I won’t go.”

“Ginger!” Sun Jiabao pouted. “My mom really wants you to come too.”

Shen Xiaojiang smiled and intentionally messed up her hair. “Thanks for the offer. Tell your mom I said thanks, but I really can’t make it this time.”

Realizing that Shen Xiaojiang couldn’t eat much anyway and wasn’t in the state to be traveling around, Sun Jiabao didn’t insist.

Tonight, Liu Wei had taken leave to go back to her hometown, and Chen Xingnan was out for a “Script Murder” game and wouldn’t be back until late. After Sun Jiabao left, Shen Xiaojiang was the only one left in the dorm.

She had no appetite. After drinking half a bowl of plain porridge from the canteen, she went to the library to borrow some books. She returned to the dorm to study, looking for a breakthrough for Bai Shuhua’s new ideas.

On the other side, in the courtyard of the Sun family, a white Bentley cut through the silence of the night.

Once the car was parked, Chen Yi stepped out of the driver’s seat. Unusually, she was not wearing a qipao today.

Sun Jiabao, who had also just arrived home, looked at the person at the door with curiosity and said to Chen Fangru, “Mom, who’s that?”

Due to the distance, Chen Fangru couldn’t see clearly either. As she stood up, she realized it was Chen Yi.

“Oh, it’s your aunt! What, you haven’t seen her for two days and you don’t recognize her?” Chen Fangru tapped Sun Jiabao’s forehead.

“Ouch, that hurts!” Jiabao pouted, rubbing the spot. “It’s my first time seeing Auntie in such casual clothes. I really didn’t recognize her.”

“Also, Mom, you didn’t mention you invited Auntie today,” Sun Jiabao said, puzzled.

Chen Fangru smiled. “She happened to be doing business nearby, so I invited her over.”

“It’s not like she hasn’t done business near our house before, but she always refused to come,” Sun Jiabao noted, even more confused.

Chen Fangru: “I told her you were coming home and bringing a friend. She probably felt it would be rude to refuse, so she agreed.”

“Uh, why would that be embarrassing…”

Before Sun Jiabao could finish, Chen Yi had reached the electric door.

“What, you don’t want your aunt to come?” After saying that, Chen Fangru went to greet Chen Yi.

Sun Jiabao clicked her tongue. “No, I’m just curious.”

Chen Yi was wearing an ice-blue spaghetti strap dress with a milk-white ultrat-hin knit cardigan over it. Her silver flat shoes were simple and chic. She didn’t look like a successful woman in her thirties at all rather, she looked like a scholarly university student in her early twenties. Her wavy linen colored hair was dry and fluffy, making her skin look very white and her face very small. She looked gentle and soft, and her smile was incredibly beautiful.

“Sister.”

“Ah, you’re early! Dinner isn’t on the table yet.”

Amidst the laughter, Chen Yi and Chen Fangru entered the living room. After a brief greeting with Sun Jiabao, Chen Yi instinctively looked around as if searching for someone.

Among the elders, Sun Jiabao liked her aunt the most. She asked with a grin, “Auntie, what are you looking for?”

Chen Yi smiled thinly, her voice soft and charming: “Are we the only ones eating tonight?”

Sun Jiabao put down her phone and rested her chin on her hand. “Yeah. My dad has a social engagement and will eat out. Also, my best friend the Shen Xiaojiang you know she was supposed to come, but her stomach was acting up, so I couldn’t force her.”

The rest didn’t matter. When Chen Yi heard the words “stomach was acting up,” the smile on her face froze instantly.

“What happened?” Her voice turned serious.

Sun Jiabao thought for a few seconds. “I’m not entirely sure of the details. She told me it’s been going on for two months. But she took some medicine, so she should be fine soon.”

“Two months?” Chen Yi’s voice rose significantly.

“Yeah,” Sun Jiabao nodded.

“Is it serious? Did she see a doctor?” Chen Yi didn’t even realize how urgent her concern sounded.

Even the helper bringing food to the table glanced at her. Sun Jiabao blinked, caught off guard.

“Uh… it shouldn’t be serious? She said it was no big deal. But she hasn’t seen a doctor. She said she’s too busy and will go after this busy period.” Sun Jiabao’s voice grew smaller as she watched Chen Yi’s face darken.

Although she liked her aunt best among the relatives, the reputation of “Seventh Master Chen” preceded her. When she wasn’t smiling, she was quite intimidating. Sun Jiabao was still a bit afraid.

“If she hasn’t seen a doctor, how can it be ‘no big deal’?” Chen Yi’s voice was cold and heavy. A hint of ruthlessness crept into her expression, looking much like she was interrogating a debtor.

Of course, years ago when she dealt with desperate gamblers, she was far more terrifying than this. Seeing the helper scurry away from the living room in fear, Chen Yi realized her slip in composure.

She changed her expression in a second, relaxing her brow and smiling faintly. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have raised my voice. As long as she’s okay, it’s fine.”

“Don’t just sit there, eat!” Chen Fangru, wearing thick oven mitts, personally brought out the star of the night: the “Yellow Wine Stewed Chicken.”

The meal suited Chen Yi’s taste perfectly, but she seemed to have lost her soul, hardly touching her chopsticks. Claiming a reason that didn’t quite sound like a reason, she left the Sun house early.

The white Bentley drove out of the courtyard. It didn’t go to the Venus Bar, nor back to the Xinghui Hotel. Instead, at the designated intersection, it turned right onto the elevated highway, racing toward South City University.

Chen Yi never drove for speed “stability and progress” was her consistent style. But today, for the first time, she drove with a reckless abandon.

Sun Jiabao: Is it my imagination, or is Auntie more nervous than me about my bestie feeling unwell?? Does she want a bestie too??

Author: With your IQ, you deserve to stay single.