"You can’t be serious? One of us transmigrated into a book, the other reincarnated... In any story with such a setup, in the end, one’s gotta go, huh!" Yan Yueqing fell silent, "So, by bringing over here, do you an I have to PK Qin Youran or even fight her to the death?"
The system gave a light laugh but didn’t answer.
Yan Yueqing probed slyly, "System Big Shot? Can you give a hint?"
The system remained silent.
"System Boss?"
...
"System Immortal?"
...
"System Darling?"
Only then did the system slowly speak up, "You didn’t transmigrate into a book."
"Huh?" Yan Yueqing was taken aback, "But that book—"
"That’s Qin Youran’s self-fantasy. The discrepancies between the book and the reality are huge; it should only serve as a reference." the system explained, "What you need to do is to correct all this and bring the narrative back to its original course."
"How can I correct it back to the original course when I don’t know the plot that follows?" Yan Yueqing requested. "How about Tong Bao gives so spoilers on the plot?"
The system, acting like a little tsundere, clearly liked the nickna but replied with seriousness and mystery, "The fact that you have returned here ans you’ve already corrected the story back to its original plotline. The rest is for the Host to develop on their own."
"Huh?!!!" Yan Yueqing grasped the key point, "Returned here? Could it be... I really am the forr Yan Yueqing?"
System: !!!
Imdiately fell silent and played dead!
"System Darling? Tong Bao? Say sothing, will you!"
System: Can’t hear, can’t hear, can’t hear...
Yan Yueqing called out for a long ti, but to no avail as the other side acted as though the internet was cut off, without emitting a single sound...
Helpless, she had to put the matter aside for now.
Internally grinding her teeth.
You little rascal, you won’t talk, huh! Later I’m going to madly increase the Cute Baby’s Favorability—I don’t believe you won’t show up to broadcast it!
System: Helpless, vulnerable, but sticks to the principles!
Morning.
Yan Yueqing woke up very early (actually, she had barely slept), and had specially prepared a rich breakfast for everyone. Xu Li was the second to wake up, dressing her two little girls before coming out.
"Yueqing, you’re up early?"
Yan Yueqing smiled and said, "You had a tough ti with the kids last night; today’s breakfast is on ."
Xu Li, looking at the large spread on the table, her eyes lit up with joy: "Haha, that’s quite a feast, then I’ll just enjoy what’s ready."
After breakfast, the group set off for the hospital to visit Song Xiaoyu.
The little girl had been in a car accident the evening before last, and it wasn’t until one in the morning that she ca out of the surgery room; she really had a tough ti, so Yan Yueqing did not co to disturb her yesterday.
When they departed today, she had specifically chosen a few staff mbers. Other than the two who were filming and the two assistants, all the rest were left to rest in the suite.
Everyone was very considerate, knowing that Xiaoyu needed a peaceful recovery. A big crowd would only disturb the little one’s rest, so no one opposed this arrangent.
The live broadcasting room had quite a number of viewers join early in the morning.
"Good morning Yueqing, good morning Li Li, good morning to all you little treasures~ Are you heading out to visit Xiaoyu?"
"I watched Qin Youran’s livestream. She spent the whole night at the hospital, far more dedicated than the Song couple."
"Youran is really great, so patient and attentive. Xiaoyu, with her care, will surely recover quickly! Unlike so people, who didn’t even go to the hospital yesterday, and only rembered to head out today."
"Hey, don’t go overboard upstairs! Are you dragging my Mother Yueqing into your rhythm? Are you brain-dead?"
"Qin Youran should be taking good care of Xiaoyu! She’s the one who caused Xiaoyu’s car accident, so even if she stayed there 24 hours a day, it would only be right! Moreover, she handed Tiantian over to Mother Yueqing to take care of, so she could look after Song Xiaoyu. Why don’t Qin’s fans ntion that?"
"Even though Yueqing didn’t visit the hospital yesterday, she accomplished a great thing! Once the foundation officially launches, how many children with serious illnesses could it help?"
Amidst the noisy online comnts, Yan Yueqing had already entered the hospital room.
The family rest area in the VIP section was inhabited by the Song couple, along with Xiao Hua and Xiao Ye.
Qin Youran had been caring for more than twenty hours and was utterly exhausted; it was inconvenient for her to rest here, so she took the crew’s car back to the hotel this morning and planned to return in the evening.
Song Xiaoyu lay quietly in the inner glass room.
Once Tian Xiaoe saw Yan Yueqing, she paused from feeding Song Xiaoye, her face blooming into a sunflower-like smile: "Yueqing, you’re here! Co, co, have a seat here."
Xiaoyu, who underwent surgery the day before, needed to fast for 24 hours and could start eating liquid food today. The hospital VIP ward offered three als a day, all of which were conducive to the patient’s recovery. The breakfast brought in was a thick, easily digestible rice porridge—very warming to the heart and stomach.
Song Xiaoye had reached the age for eating solid foods, so Tian Xiaoe placed him in a baby seat, pinched so minced at with her fingers, and tore up so vegetables, mixing them into the porridge to make a mixed bowl.
Song Xiaohua, nibbling on a bun nearby, saw the group co over and managed a greeting: "Hello, are you here to visit my sister?"
Yan Yueqing stepped forward and, before speaking, first noticed a small bowl of porridge that had been separated from the rest.
Calling it porridge was a stretch, it was more of a rice soup.
Apart from the milky bowl of soup, one could hardly spot any rice grains with the naked eye.
Yan Yueqing frowned: "Who is this bowl for, Xiaoyu?"
"Yep, the doctor said she could only eat liquid foods, like rice soup, so I specially found a bowl and poured all the soup into it! The rest... well, can’t waste it, so I fed it to her little brother," Tian Xiaoe replied, laughing innocently.
Her tone neither too harsh nor too soft, Yan Yueqing replied, "To be able to separate the soup from such thick porridge, Sister Tian, you’re really capable."
Tian Xiaoe, not catching the sarcasm in Yan Yueqing’s voice, nodded happily: "Not bad, not bad! Us country folk, we just can’t stand to see food wasted!"
Song Hui frowned: "Alright, enough showing off. Once you’re done eating, take Xiao Hua and Xiao Ye out for a bit."
Song Hui clearly had a decisive air about him... his wife was loose-lipped and might spill sothing any mont! He truly feared... so every ti he saw Miss Yan, he couldn’t help but send Tian Xiaoe out!
Tian Xiaoe had spent a whole day in the VIP ward being served hand and foot, which had sent her head into the clouds. Hearing her husband’s shout, her face revealed her reluctance: "I’m Xiaoyu’s mother, what’s wrong with staying here?"
Song Hui let out a cold laugh: "You’re Xiaoyu’s mother, but Miss Qin acted more like Xiaoyu’s real mom! She bustled around the ward all day yesterday, and when she finally went to rest for a while, leaving you to watch the IV drips, what happened? If it weren’t for Miss Qin waking up unexpectedly, an air embolism could have been injected into Xiaoyu’s body!"
By saying this, don’t assu Song Hui was particularly concerned about Song Xiaoyu!
On the contrary, he was worried because he didn’t know Qin Youran’s temperant or whether she would ntion the incident on cara, so he made sure to voice it himself.
So things, when said aloud, are one thing; when concealed, are another.
There should be at least one person in the family who understands this, right?
Song Hui was playing that role.
His scheming was profound.
Knowing she was at fault, Tian Xiaoe ducked her head: "It wasn’t on purpose yesterday, Xiaoye kept fussing and wouldn’t sleep; I soothed him for a long ti and just neglected Xiaoyu’s side... Taking care of three kids alone, one can’t keep an eye on everything..."
Her tone was filled with grievance.
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