"The kitchen made so porridge, drink it and then take your dicine. I need to go to the lab, and I won’t be back tonight." Jiang Shiyi had co back to grab so materials, got caught in the heavy rain, and with his slight OCD, he didn’t want to go out in the storm. That’s how he ran into Jiang Chengsi, who was coming back in the rain.
"I know."
Jiang Chengsi agreed verbally, yet in the end, he neither drank the porridge nor took the dicine.
The next day when he woke up, he obviously felt woozy; he definitely had caught a cold.
On his phone, there was a ssage from Tang Wan saying that the Cyan Feather screen was ready. She asked him to co and check if there were any issues or if it needed redone. If not, they could proceed with the final decorative steps.
He drank a couple of sips of the thickened white porridge, took his dicine, and headed over.
"You look really bad. Have you taken any dicine?" Qi Zeyan hadn’t spoken much before the other person already sneezed five or six tis.
"I have."
"If it’s bad, go see a doctor. Don’t try to power through it. Don’t make it as bad as last ti in Pingjiang when you got so sick."
"I didn’t expect you to care about ." Jiang Chengsi rubbed his nose and walked into the building where Tang Wan’s studio was located.
"I’m just afraid that if you get sick, there’ll be no one to look after things at the club."
"Go to hell!"
...
Only after they hung up did Qi Zeyan furrow his brow. It seed he forgot to ask why he called him yesterday.
He sat down and started his breakfast, which was soy milk, an egg pancake, and a small plate of spicy pickled cabbage. Normally, he didn’t like these, but they slled so good that the entire plate of spicy pickled cabbage ended up in his stomach.
Ruan ngxi also called him midway, asking if he felt awful from his hangover and if he needed her to get any hangover redies.
"No need, I feel fine." Qi Zeyan was still shaken from that dream, "By the way, this spicy pickled cabbage today is really good. Where did you buy it?"
"Well..." Ruan ngxi chuckled lightly, "My dad made it."
She used to love it, but it was so appetizing that she hardly ate it after she started dieting. However, her dad still loved to send it to her. Since she rarely had als at ho, she always had leftovers, and unexpectedly, it suited Qi Zeyan’s taste perfectly.
Little would Ruan ngxi’s father know that the things ant to please his daughter would end up in so wild man’s stomach.
**
Tang Wan’s Studio
When Jiang Chengsi arrived, Chen Zhi warmly received him, showed him the screen, and then let him rest in Tang Wan’s office.
Being too picky, Chen Zhi dared not entertain him.
"Is the lady-in-law not here yet?" Jiang Chengsi, feeling groggy, leaned back on the sofa for comfort. His face didn’t show it, and Chen Zhi didn’t notice anything. Chen Zhi even made him a cup of tea.
"Seems like sothing held her up. She’ll be here soon. Please sit and wait for a while."
"You go ahead with your work. Don’t mind ." Seeing Chen Zhi leave, Jiang Chengsi pinched his brows, took a deep breath, leaned against the sofa, and felt woozy.
Even when Tang Wan called and texted him, he didn’t hear it.
At that mont, Tang Wan was rushing over because Ruan ngxi had unexpectedly visited and brought a lot of food, delaying her. Just as she stepped out, she received a phone call.
Seeing the caller ID, she was stunned for a mont.
"’Miss Xiao’?"
"Are you free today? I’d like to discuss the screen with you."
"Yes, I was just heading to the studio. I’ll send you the address, and you can co over directly."
"Alright."
Tang Wan felt a slight headache. These two most picky custors ran into each other.
This "Miss Xiao" arrived earlier than Tang Wan. It was her first ti at Tang Wan’s Beijing studio. She reached the door and knocked, "Sorry for the intrusion..."
At this ti, many of the employees at Tang Wan’s studio were hired after the move to Beijing and didn’t recognize her. They looked over by the sound, their eyes briefly flashing with amazent.
A dark-colored cheongsam with pearl buttons, a skirt with dark green inked lotus patterns, loosely tied long hair, and as she walked, a glimpse of her fair leg revealed.
Swaying with elegance, full of charm.
Very few could carry a cheongsam with such style, not to ntion inviting more glances.
"Miss, who are you?"
"I’m looking for Teacher Tang. We have an appointnt."
Her voice was like beads falling onto a jade plate, crisp and pleasant, with graceful and elegant manners.
Chen Zhi ca out of his office when he heard the sound. Seeing her, he was quite surprised, "’Miss Xiao’? Long ti no see."
"Manager Chen." She smiled looking at Chen Zhi, "I have an appointnt with Teacher Tang."
"She’s not here yet. Please co in and wait in her office. She should be here soon." Chen Zhi ushered her into the studio with a smile.
His face wore a smile, but internally he was collapsing.
What an unlucky day, both the pickiest custors arrived.
"What brings you to Beijing? It’s been ages since I last saw you." Chen Zhi, being acquainted, chatted with her.
"My ho is in Beijing. Going to Pingjiang was only temporary."
"Quite a coincidence then, eting an old custor here gives a bit of excitent."
Inside, Chen Zhi was grumbling:
What bad luck, moving to Beijing couldn’t escape her.
"Yes, a great coincidence. I’ll be visiting often in the future."
Chen Zhi wore a polite smile and honestly...
It’s okay if you don’t co too.
Before entering Tang Wan’s office, since soone was already inside, Chen Zhi knocked politely.
"Is soone in there?"
"Yes, another custor."
Since there was no response inside, Chen Zhi pushed the door open and saw Jiang Chengsi sleeping on the sofa, slightly frowning. They made quite a commotion entering the room, but he remained asleep.
Chen Zhi didn’t intentionally wake him, let "Miss Xiao" sit down, and went out to get her a cup of tea.
Upon entering, "Miss Xiao" saw the so-called custor was Jiang Chengsi, feeling a bit strange inside.
Her appointnt with Tang Wan was a last-minute decision, so she didn’t expect to run into him.
What a coincidence.
Tang Wan had received Chen Zhi’s call, saying "Miss Xiao" had arrived, and made a call to her, saying she was coming soon, asking her to have so tea and wait a bit.
"It’s fine, I’m not in a hurry. You can take your ti, and please be safe."
When Chen Zhi returned with the tea, he saw "Miss Xiao" staring at Jiang Chengsi, seemingly engrossed, and couldn’t help but think:
Sure enough, people are visual creatures. Who wouldn’t want to take another look at soone handso?
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