Take Away My Sickly Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 20

After officially establishing their relationship, the level of clinginess between the two skyrocketed—especially in Ye Wuming’s case. She wished she could be stuck to her wife’s side every single second of the day.

However, her wife was far too busy, and she didn’t want to disturb her work.

“If you’re really that bored, go process these documents.”

An looked at Ye Wuming, who was sprawled across the office desk poking at a crystal ball, and found her eyesore. That look of “springtime romance” plastered all over Ye’s face was simply irritating. The office was reeking with the “stench” of love. Tsk!

“I don’t want to,” Ye Wuming refused flatly.

She was a hands-off boss. She had spent years of hard work to build the Cupid commercial empire and had invested a vast amount of time training high-level management talents. And now she was expected to keep working? Tsk, then what was the point of hiring those executives? Was she paying them high salaries just to eat for free?

“Tsk!” An really wanted to slap her.

But since the other party was her top boss, she didn’t actually dare to strike. However, that didn’t stop her from making trouble for Ye Wuming. Just thinking about how she and her own lover were working themselves to death under this woman while the boss was leisurely enjoying her romance made her blood boil.

“How old are you, still playing with a crystal ball?” An looked at Ye Wuming with disdain. “Do you want ‘big sister’ to buy you a Barbie doll and a little castle to go with it?”

See? A woman lacking satisfaction is truly terrifying.

Ye Wuming tapped the crystal ball in her hand and ignored An. This was the “token of love” her wife had given her back then; it was precious because it came from her. If anyone else gave her one, it wouldn’t mean a thing. She wasn’t a child anymore and had long outgrown such trinkets.

Having successfully annoyed An to the point of jumping in frustration, and after completing her daily routine of parading around the company to “accidentally” show off her wife, Ye—amidst the gritted teeth of the crowd—happily skipped out of work early.

“I was a fool, truly. I knew the boss was a ‘love-brain,’ but I didn’t expect her to be a love-brain who forces everyone else to eat dog food!” So said the deeply victimized employees of Cupid.

However, the wheel of karma turns. The consequence of Ye Wuming’s over-the-top smugness was that she caught a cold.

Lying miserably in bed, a certain someone was humming and whimpering while clutching her wife’s sleeve, trying to bluff her way through. She was determined not to take the medicine!

“Get up and take the medicine,” Chen Jiyu pinched her burning ear, completely unmoved by the act.

“Humph, humph, humph…” The person who loved to throw small tantrums whenever she got sick kicked her legs a few times, grumbling and being difficult.

She was already so miserable, yet Jiyu was forcing her to take medicine. She felt nauseous just looking at the pills, and the thought of putting them in her mouth—so bitter she’d want to vomit—made her feel like Jiyu didn’t love her anymore!

The unreasonably troublesome “Little Boss Ye” sprawled across Chen Jiyu’s lap and started shedding “golden beans” (tears).

Watching this, Chen Jiyu felt both amused and heartbroken, but she was also quite frustrated. She felt for Ye because the high fever made her body burning hot; she was so uncomfortable she couldn’t even eat. The porridge Chen had cooked for her that morning had been thrown up after only a few bites.

It was funny to see her shedding tears and acting like a child. But it was also frustrating that she was being a difficult patient. She was so sick yet refused to go to the hospital, and now she wouldn’t even take the medicine the family doctor had prescribed!

“If you don’t take the medicine and don’t get better, we’ll have to push back the date of the engagement,” the great beauty sitting on the bed said softly. She stroked the “dog head” of the person in her arms and whispered, “I can’t have you getting engaged to me while you’re sick. You won’t be able to hold up.”

In short: if you don’t take the medicine and get well, forget about the engagement.

In deeper terms: you won’t “be able” to do anything if you’re sick and weak.

“!” Could Ye Wuming tolerate this?!

She suddenly lunged like a starving dog, grabbed the pills, and downed them in one go! No one was going to say she wasn’t “able”! Forget a few pills; she could down a whole box in one gulp!

“Urgh…”

Covering her mouth with a dry heave, the little boss, whose eyes were watering from the sheer disgust of the taste, signaled that this was just an accident!

Seeing this, Chen Jiyu quickly raised her hand to pat her back. She knew Ye hated medicine, but she hadn’t expected the reaction to be this violent.

She picked up the warm water she had prepared earlier, which was now at the perfect temperature to drink. With one arm around Ye Wuming’s shoulder, she fed her with the other.

“Come, have some water to wash it down.” Chen Jiyu’s brow was furrowed, her eyes filled with unstoppable worry.

As someone who didn’t have much of a reaction to taking medicine, she couldn’t understand the physical suffering, but that didn’t stop her from worrying about and pitying Ye. If she had known it would be like this, she should have dragged Ye to the hospital from the start, even if it made her angry.

“I’m fine,” Ye Wuming wiped the water from her lips and pushed Chen Jiyu’s arm away. She turned her face to the side, restraining herself from hugging Chen Jiyu.

“Jiyu, stay away from me. I’ll pass it to you,” Ye Wuming said with a hoarse voice.

Actually, her constitution was very good; she rarely got sick throughout the year. But the downside was that when she did get sick, it was very severe. Fortunately, she also recovered quite quickly.

“Impossible.” Hearing this, Chen Jiyu frowned and refused her without hesitation.

With Ye in this state, there was no way she would stay away. Ye inherently didn’t like people entering her room; if Chen left, Ye might not be able to find her in time if she needed something.

President Chen of the Chen family was strong-willed, both in her methods and her personality. Ye Wuming had heard this from others the moment she stepped into the H-City business circle. However, she hadn’t taken it to heart, still feeling that her wife was gentle and kind, certainly not someone stubborn or forceful.

Only today did she discover that her wife could be very firm!

“I don’t want you to get sick too,” Ye Wuming deflated and slumped against the pillow. Her hair covered her face, leaving only one eye peeking out, blinking in an attempt to look pitiful.

“That trick won’t work on me.” Chen Jiyu sighed. She climbed onto the bed and pulled her lover into her arms through the quilt. She brushed the long hair behind Ye Wuming’s ear and touched her burning cheek, whispering, “Sleep. I’ll stay with you.”

When people are sick, they become very fragile. If someone is there to take care of them, their mood improves significantly. Chen Jiyu knew the feeling of being sick with no one to care for her the loneliness, the grievance, the feeling of having nothing to rely on. One couldn’t even shed tears; the heart felt hollow and adrift. She didn’t want Ye to experience that feeling.

“Okay.” Ye Wuming couldn’t win against her, so she finally agreed.

However, she still quietly tucked the quilt between their faces, refusing to let her breath mingle with Jiyu’s.

Chen Jiyu couldn’t do anything about her, but she had to admit that Ye’s actions were very heartwarming. Her heart felt warm, aching yet soft. She began to gently pat Ye’s back rhythmically, trying to help her fall asleep quickly and rest peacefully.

Ye Wuming was truly feeling terrible; after taking the cold medicine, she soon fell asleep. Even in her sleep, her brow was knitted in discomfort, and at one point, she restlessly reached out to pull Chen Jiyu into her arms.

Ye Wuming’s body was burning like a furnace, but Chen Jiyu endured it without moving away. She pressed against Ye Wuming, using the contact to monitor the other’s temperature. Later on, even when she was drenched in sweat from the heat, she didn’t budge. She was afraid that if she fell asleep and Ye’s fever spiked, she wouldn’t wake up in time to notice.

Clinging to this thought, Chen Jiyu eventually fell asleep in that “sea of fire.” She even dreamed she was a nun defying the world, tied to a cross to be burned alive because she had fallen in love with the Holy Maiden whom everyone admired.

In the next second, she was reincarnated as a fish, swimming freely in water that felt pleasantly cool. That refreshing sensation made her forget the feeling of being burned.

Later, she seemed to hear a sound and slowly woke up.

Upon waking, it took Chen Jiyu a moment to realize she had been moved to a different room, and even her clothes had been changed. She was now wearing a set of light blue silk pajamas, and her body felt clean and refreshed she had likely been given a sponge bath.

Chen Jiyu blinked a bit dazed.

Well, whatever…

Anyway, it wasn’t the first time Ye had changed her clothes.

A certain “frog” being boiled in warm water voluntarily laid flat to continue being simmered.

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