Qi Zeyi’s old fans all knew he had climbed from the bottom to the position of a movie emperor, step by step.
During that ti, he had suffered a lot, been cheated by his agent, and harassed by won like Qin Manxiang—he did not seem like soone born into a wealthy family.
And now, he suddenly revealed that he was originally a mber of the Fu Family.
After their initial shock, the fans were thrilled and flocked to celebrate and acknowledge the ’Hehe Couple’ in the CP super talk.
The fervor increased.
Three trending entries related to Qi Zeyi occupied the hot search list.
#QiZeyiClarifiesRumors#
#QiZeyiFuFamilymber#
#AGuiltyBoatIsQiZeyi’sNiece#
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At the hospital.
After seeing that the entry about clarifying rumors had hit the hot search, Qi Zeyi turned off his phone and stopped paying attention to it.
Just then, the door to the hospital was violently pushed open from the outside.
A tall man with disheveled hair, gold-rimd glasses, and a slightly haggard look strode in, emitting a low air pressure.
He walked straight toward Song Shiwei, who was still unconscious on the bed, his eyes filled with red blood vessels.
Qi Yunqian’s eyes were red as he stared intently at the pale-faced Song Shiwei on the bed, and a fierce mix of panic and distress interwove in his chest, making his body tremble.
He had only gone to deal with company matters.
He had only neglected Song Shiwei’s condition for one day.
And she had ended up in such a state!
Qi Zeyi was startled by the sudden intrusion and stood up, asking in confusion, "Sir, are you Miss Song’s friend?"
Qi Yunqian didn’t speak but bent down and placed his hand on Song Shiwei’s forehead.
It was burning hot to the touch.
His pupils darkened, and as he stood up to look at Qi Zeyi, his expression paused for a mont before he nodded and asked hoarsely, "I... am her friend. What did the doctors say about her condition now?"
"She’s still running a fever; the fever should subside after these two bottles of antipyretic injections," Qi Zeyi’s tense body slightly relaxed as he looked at him and sighed, "Miss Song stayed in the sea for too long, then got caught in the rain and the wind. I’m afraid it has damaged her vitality; it will take so ti to recover."
Qi Zeyi’s words felt like Qi Yunqian’s heart was being cruelly gripped and squeezed by a hand, causing him a suffocating pain.
His hands clenched into fists, his breathing grew heavier, and his complexion turned even darker. Almost gritting his teeth and losing control, he asked, "Didn’t the show’s crew prepare proper sea survival equipnt? Why wasn’t soone who couldn’t swim saved imdiately?"
Even though he was losing control, he kept his voice down.
Fearing that he might disturb the people in the ward.
"When the ship sank, Yanhe imdiately sent Miss Song to the life raft," Qi Zeyi understood Qi Yunqian’s emotional outburst as he tried to speak calmly, "Yu Jiao and Miss Song were on the boat at that ti. For so reason, Miss Song fell into the sea, and Yu Jiao told people to sail the boat away."
Qi Yunqian closed his eyes, restraining the panic and rage inside him, his face grim and his eyes carrying a hint of nace: "Where is Yu Jiao?"
"Ward 202."
Qi Yunqian took a deep breath and made a call on his phone, instructing his subordinates to take Yu Jiao away, then he walked over to Song Shiwei’s bedside, pulled over a stool, and sat down, staring intently at her.
Fearful that she might disappear the next second.
Qi Zeyi could tell that his relationship with Song Shiwei was not ordinary. Sensibly, he didn’t linger in the ward. After reminding Qi Yunqian to call the nurse to remove the needle when the dicine in the IV dripped low, he left the ward.
He, too, had been soaked in seawater for no short period of ti while searching for Shen Yanhe and the others.
If it weren’t for the director and Song Shiwei having no one by their side, he wouldn’t have forced himself to stay for a while.
Now that Qi Yunqian had arrived, he could go back and rest properly.
Qi Yunqian didn’t notice Qi Zeyi leaving, he sat by the bed in silence, watching Song Shiwei on the hospital bed.
Her face was still pale, her lips abnormally red due to the high fever within, a few fine beads of sweat seeped out on her forehead, and her breathing was very rapid.
Qi Yunqian took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her forehead.
He also carefully ward her hand, which had beco cool from the IV drip, in his own.
Song Shiwei’s body suddenly shook, as if she had a nightmare. Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and a fine whine spilled from her throat, tears fell from the reddened corners of her eyes, and she murmured softly as if she was saying sothing.
Qi Yunqian quickly reached out and gently patted her body, his voice low and husky, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here."
But Song Shiwei sobbed even more fiercely, her body slightly curled up, her eyebrows knitted tightly, her expression pained, and her muffled murmur beca clear.
She said, "Mom and Dad, I’m sorry... it’s my fault."
She said, "It’s who fell in love with the wrong person, hurting you, I’m sorry, I regret it... I really regret it..."
The hand Qi Yunqian was using to pat her body suddenly stopped.
Regretted.
These simple three words were like an arrow piercing through Qi Yunqian’s chest.
Sour and swelling bitterness and pain spread from his heart to his throat, making him nearly voiceless multiple tis.
Qi Yunqian’s eyes were fixedly staring at Song Shiwei’s face, his breathing deep and rapid, his reddened eyes seed to seep a bit of moisture.
He couldn’t help moving closer to Song Shiwei, his fingertips gently clearing away the strands of hair dampened by sweat on her forehead, the scorching temperature burning through his fingertips and searing his heart.
He murmured bitterly, "I regret it, too."
"But what can I do, Shiwei, I regret it, but I can’t let go."
"I can’t just watch you marry and have children with another man, I’ll go mad, Shiwei."
Qi Yunqian bent over, his forehead touching Song Shiwei’s, his eyes brimming with crazed possessiveness and love, "In this lifeti, I can’t let go of you, Shiwei."
You can only be mine.
The unconscious Song Shiwei was oblivious.
Qi Yunqian patiently waited for Song Shiwei’s IV drip to finish, wrapped her in the blanket from the bed, and easily picked her up, striding out of the ward.
He would take Song Shiwei back under his protection.
He would not give anyone the chance to hurt her again.
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anwhile, in an underground laboratory across the ocean.
A blond man, arms crossed, stood at the doorway watching a tall man silently mixing chemicals, wearing a white lab coat, when he suddenly spoke up, "Hey, have you been following the news in Daxia lately? They say there’s been a sea accident."
"Seems like a famous composer known as ’Lonely Boat’ was swept away by the waves, and is still missing."
Shen Zhong, who was mixing chemicals, twitched his hand, and the solution in the test tube instantly turned into a foul-slling purple liquid.
This batch of chemicals was ruined.
Shen Zhong’s eyes narrowed slightly, calmly poured the ruined chemicals into the disposal sink, his voice indifferent, "I haven’t been following, why ask all of a sudden?"
"Nothing much." The blond man shrugged, "Just a sha. I had finally found a composer who really suited my taste, and then she had an accident."
"They said she went into the sea to save soone before she was washed away." The blond man looked leisurely at Shen Zhong, his words laced with a hint of probing, "Do you think she’s dead?"
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