Su Li’s brow twitched sharply, Mo Si Huang went ho to recuperate with a high fever?
If he hadn’t jumped into the river to save her, he probably wouldn’t have suffered such an undeserved disaster.
Celebrities, especially top movie stars like Mo Si Huang in the entertainnt industry, have bodies that are incredibly valuable, with almost every part requiring insurance.
[Lin Moli: Huh? Persistent high fever? Wow, isn’t big brother always exercising? He hasn’t caught a cold in two or three years.]
[Rong Chu: I suspect it’s because of over-dieting to maintain his figure. Big brother, you have to eat the nutritious als I prepared for you on ti.]
Su Li’s forehead was starting to sweat, thinking that if they found out Mo Si Huang’s persistent fever was because of her...
Seeing the lively discussions in the group, Su Li was overwheld with a strong sense of guilt, feeling quite uneasy.
Su Li imdiately opened her WeChat chat window with Mo Si Huang and sent a ssage, but there was no reply from the other side.
Su Li’s face turned gloomy, and Feng Huaijin, sitting beside her, raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you ssaging right in front of ? Don’t tell it’s another senior brother?"
Su Li: "Yes."
Feng Huaijin: "..."
Her senior brothers are really like Huluwa, how co there are so many?
Su Li held the phone with a face full of distress. A nurse ca in to take her temperature and smiled, saying, "Young lady, you have a good physique. You didn’t catch a cold or fever after being in the river for so long in winter; keep it up."
Su Li touched her forehead, feeling her body temperature was normal.
Su Li gave an awkward smile, truthfully, she didn’t much like sports because she focused on studying...
Maybe it was because Feng Huaijin rescued her in ti and she was lucky not to catch a fever.
Su Li looked at her phone again; Mo Si Huang still hadn’t replied.
Su Li felt a bit worried, could the fever be so severe that he’s lost consciousness while lying in bed?
Su Li thought for a mont and instead of calling Mo Si Huang directly, she found his manager, Brother Hao’s, number through the studio.
Brother Hao was frustrated, looking at the person in front of him tearfully, "Little Si, what are you doing? Can you get back to bed?"
Mo Si Huang stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Another call ca in, and as Brother Hao answered, he heard a slightly familiar, raspy voice: "Brother Hao, is Mo Si Huang feeling better? I’m Su Li, his junior sister."
"Su Li? Junior sister? Aren’t you Liu Weiyang’s assistant? Since when did you beco an artist at Star Emperor Entertainnt?"
Hearing Su Li say "junior sister," Brother Hao automatically assud it was an industry term within the company.
The man standing by the window turned his head towards Brother Hao, who felt sowhat excited. Until now, no matter what he said, Little Si was like a ditating monk, paying attention to nothing.
Brother Hao imdiately understood that this Su Li might actually be so sort of "junior sister" figure. His eyes began to light up, and he imdiately complained to Su Li: "Can you help persuade Little Si? Since he went ho and changed his clothes, he’s been standing by the window. I almost thought he wanted to jump!"
Su Li was startled, what, what’s going on?
Brother Hao eagerly handed the phone to Mo Si Huang, who gave a cold glance, turned, and walked toward the bedroom, leaving a sentence: "Don’t tell anyone about my address."
Huh?
Brother Hao scratched his head, sowhat bewildered, and said, "Has he... has he burned himself silly?"
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