"After being hospitalized, it’ll be even harder to hide his illness. When others find out he’s suffering from such a disease, won’t the Gu Family fall into chaos?"
"Although I never dare to ddle in Shaocheng’s affairs, I often overhear Brother Baihao and Brother Wuqing discussing things with Shaocheng. From the snippets of their conversations, it’s clear that many in the Gu Family are already secretly spreading rumors that Shaocheng is ill. They’re all desperately trying to find out if he’s really sick and what kind of illness he has, with no good intentions, of course."
As she spoke, she propped her chin and gazed through the window, troubled and deeply concerned.
These matters, though Shaocheng never deliberately disclosed them to her, she could still gather a few clues from their casual discussions.
Even Tian Buyu, though resting in the sanatorium, seed to have so insight into these matters.
Especially after the Fifth Master was suddenly "exiled," the Gu Family had grown even more restless and full of sches.
So many thoughts swirled in her mind.
Finally, she sighed deeply.
Being the head of the household is no easy task.
"Several experts with more experience than have repeatedly suggested having him hospitalized. No matter how tough the situation is, health cos first. Otherwise, if his body truly collapses one day, it might be too late to salvage him then."
Chenxing bit her lip, waves of deep sorrow overwhelming her.
After a long ti, she nodded.
"I understand. Here’s what I’ll do—I’ll persuade Shaocheng to move into the small villa permanently and set up his sickroom there. I really don’t like this place, and I’m sure Shaocheng dislikes it too."
This place felt oppressive and hopeless, while the small villa was a completely different story—it felt like ho, filled with warmth and comfort everywhere.
When the ti cos, she’ll carefully select a few wedding photos and hang them all around the house to fill the space with love, wrapping Shaocheng in an atmosphere of affection.
Having made up her mind, Chenxing began pondering how to convince Shaocheng.
The man, though he occasionally complained in private and had a bit of a temper, was incredibly responsible. He worked tirelessly for the Gu Family, striving to maximize its benefits, often neglecting rest in the process. Persuading him to set aside work and focus on recuperating wouldn’t be an easy task.
Fortunately, she wasn’t alone—Shaocheng’s loyal brothers were there to help.
Taking advantage of a quiet mont, she decided to log into Shaocheng’s WeChat and share her thoughts with Brother Baihao, Brother Wuqing, and Brother Fengchi in their group chat. Together, they could brainstorm ideas—after all, three humble strategists could outsmart Zhuge Liang. Surely, they’d be able to make Shaocheng agree in the end.
In the group chat, Brother Baihao’s stance was the first: "Hospitalization! He has to be hospitalized! If he keeps hesitating, I’ll knock him out and lock him up in the small villa myself. Chenxing, just tell what to do, and I’ll make it happen!"
Chenxing raised an eyebrow, startled by his words.
Locking up Shaocheng—wasn’t this crossing the line?
"Don’t be so extre! Just help persuade him to stay in the small villa, handle fewer work duties, and get more rest—that’s all I’m asking!"
Yan Fengchi said, "That’s not a problem. But security at the small villa needs to be top-notch. Baihao, you handle the arrangents. My guess is that so of Big Brother’s personal guards might already suspect that Shaocheng is sick. Their job is to protect him, so it’s impossible for them to miss those subtle clues. The external rumors probably originated from the personal guards."
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