Late at night.
In the dream world, Shenhe was diligently studying the language of another world, while Xia Ci was flipping through the calendar on a computer screen.
"Cousin!"
"What is it?"
"Co look at this!"
"What?"
"The almanac!"
"Why are you looking at that?"
"Keqing said she's heading to the construction site tomorrow and breaking ground the day after, but the almanac says it's an inauspicious day for digging."
"Seriously? You're the God of Wisdom, and you believe in this stuff?"
"I think it makes sense!"
"The calendars of two worlds aren't even the sa."
"They're close enough!"
"Just admit it—you're planning sothing, aren't you?"
"Cousin, how could you accuse of such a thing?"
"Really?"
"I'm doing this for the school's success!"
"So?"
"So, I think we should all go tomorrow to pray for the Geo Archon's blessing for the project!"
"You an… bring Zhongli along?"
"He's the vice principal, of course he has to go."
"Hmm… you might have a point."
"Right?"
"Alright, tomorrow we'll go to Yiyan Temple to offer incense."
"Are we still opening the shop?"
"Half-day off. Write a notice."
"Got it."
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In another room.
Ying'er was still awake, working with alchemy tools on her desk.
Having the boss around was such a blessing.
In the past, when she tried to replicate a certain balm, she'd fail countless tis and waste so many materials.
Now, with just a few casual pointers from the boss, she had the perfect formula.
It was amazing.
Thanks to his advice, she had successfully created a lip balm. All that was left was the final coloring step.
The boss had even taught her how to extract pignts from materials using alchemy tools. Though her technique was still a bit clumsy, she had managed to extract several colors over the past two days.
Now it was ti to test the final product.
Ying'er took out the finished lip balms from the alchemy tools—red, blue, purple… all of them looked exquisite.
She tried applying so herself. Looking in the mirror, her lips appeared soft and rosy, with a faint sweet fragrance.
The effect was excellent!
Tomorrow, she'd show it to the boss!
He'd definitely praise her, right?
Ying'er's expression was full of joy!
But monts later, her smile vanished, replaced by a pained grimace.
She bent over, clutching her stomach, her brows furrowed tightly.
This familiar pain…
Judging by the timing, her "monthly visitor" had arrived.
Ugh…
Maybe she should take the day off tomorrow…
The boss would definitely approve, right?
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The next morning.
Ying'er woke up a bit late. When she ca downstairs, her complexion didn't look great.
Zhu Zi noticed and asked curiously, "Ying'er, did you stay up late again?"
"No… I just didn't sleep well last night…"
"What happened?"
"Well, you know… it's that ti, and it hurts a bit…"
"Oh! So you have that problem too?"
"You do?"
"I used to! It was awful every ti!"
"Used to? What about now?"
"It's fine now! The boss gave so dicine, and after taking it a few tis, I was completely fine. Last month, I didn't feel any pain at all."
"!!!"
"Diona had the sa issue. The boss gave her dicine too. You should ask him to take a look."
"Uh, um…"
"Feeling shy? Want to ask for you?"
"No, no! I'll do it myself."
Blushing, Ying'er walked into the kitchen, where Xia Zhi was making breakfast.
There were leftovers from last night, so he was making golden fried rice this morning.
Ying'er hesitated for a mont before softly calling out, "Boss."
Xia Zhi "noticed" her presence. "Oh, Ying'er. Good morning."
"Good morning, boss. Um, I…"
"Is sothing wrong?"
"I heard from Zhu Zi that you treated her…"
"Oh, that? Yes, I did."
"I'm having so stomach pain today. Could you… take a look at too?"
"Of course. Just let finish this fried rice."
"No rush! Take your ti."
Xia Zhi plated the golden fried rice, each grain perfectly coated in egg, then washed his hands and walked over to Ying'er.
"Let see your wrist."
"Okay."
"It still hurts a lot, doesn't it?"
"It's… manageable."
"Did it start this morning?"
"Last night."
"You endured it all night? You must not have slept well."
"Mm…"
"Lift your shirt a bit. I'll massage it for you first."
"Huh?"
"Co on, don't be shy. I've already touched your back during massages."
"Oh…"
Blushing, Ying'er lifted her shirt slightly and turned her head away.
Xia Zhi gently massaged her abdon.
"Ah…"
"All done."
"It doesn't hurt anymore!"
"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. It's mainly because your diet hasn't been very regular, and you're a bit malnourished. I'll write you a prescription later. Take it seven tis, and you'll be fine."
"Thank you, boss!"
Ying'er lowered her shirt.
"For breakfast, skip the fried rice. I'll make you so porridge instead. Take it easy today and don't work."
"Mm…"
Ying'er pressed her lips together, feeling a warm sense of gratitude.
The boss is amazing.
Oh, right!
Ying'er suddenly rembered—Ningguang had the sa issue as her.
It was probably because she hadn't been eating properly either.
As her friend, should she give her a little help?
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