Bai Zhou had a complicated expression on his face upon hearing the answer.
Ji Fanyin tried to analyze it from a professional standpoint, and her conclusion was that it was a look of disdain and disbelief.
So, she shrugged casually and said her farewells to Bai Zhou before going on her own way.
Barely a few steps later, her feet started feeling uncomfortable once more, so she decided to simply take them off. Her heels were a little red, but they were fortunately not bleeding.
While leisurely making her way out of the amusent park along with the crowd, she reached for her phone in her bag and switched it on.
She was intending to hail a cab, but she noticed that she had quite a few missed calls from Song Shiyu.
Three of them were made at around 8 P.M., and the most recent one was just ten minutes ago.
It was unusual for Song Shiyu to drop her so many calls, so she decided to return the call to check on him. After all, it was important to maintain good ties with loyal custors.
Song Shiyu didnt pick up the call right away, so Ji Fanyin patiently waited and waited. It was when she thought that the call was going to be automatically hung up that Song Shiyus hoarse voice finally sounded through the speaker, Hello?
You called? asked Ji Fanyin.
There was a long pause before he finally said,
Im ill.
Do you need
to call an ambulance for you? Or should I relay your condition to Ji Xinxin? asked Ji Fanyin.
His fever must be really getting to him for him to actually call .
Song Shiyu mumbled sothing, but Ji Fanyin wasnt able to hear him clearly. However, the rustling of bedsheets coming from the other side clued her in that he had been lying on a bed and was just getting up.
Only the last few words from him were comprehensible. Co over.
Question marks popped up in Ji Fanyins head. Song Shiyu, do you know who you are calling?
You are Ji Fanyin. Even though Song Shiyu sounded a little out of it, it seed like he wasnt delirious yet. Im asking you to co over right now to take care of .
There was suddenly a loud clang on the other side. It sounded like sothing heavy had fallen to the ground.
It was also with this that the call ended.
Ji Fanyin: ?
Staring at her phone screen, she hesitated for a single second before tossing Song Shiyu to the back of her head. However, shortly after she got into a cab, she suddenly received a money transfer from Song Shiyu.
She looked at the sum she received and thought that she could at least spare a bit of her free ti to him in view of his sincerity.
So, she changed her destination and began heading for Song Shiyus ho.
Song Shiyu thought that he could easily tank a small cold, but his condition only ended up worsening with ti. The day after he returned from the movie premiere, he was down with a high fever.
His assistant was particularly vulnerable to catching colds, usually being the first one to get infected and the last one to recover. Understandably, upon hearing that Song Shiyu was sick, he imdiately began begging and crying and threatening him with his life. It took a great deal of effort before he finally convinced Song Shiyu not to co to work.
His assistant did get so dicine for Song Shiyu, but the latter refused to eat it. He fell asleep at noon and woke up with a growling stomach.
He should have called his assistant to get him to deliver food over, but he found himself dialing Ji Xinxins number instead.
Ji Xinxin declined his call but sent him a ssage: Sorry, Shiyu! Im in the middle of a class right now >
With a groggy mind, he slowly typed out a response to Ji Xinxins ssage: Its nothing much. Im ill. I just wanted to hear your voice.
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