Ji Yu wasn’t too concerned about this matter.
However, things were a bit troubleso for Lu Xingchen. Though his agent didn’t demand much from him, rumors like these still needed to be minimized as much as possible.
"I can see clearly what’s going on between you and Yu, but she already has soone else by her side. Why would you stir up trouble unnecessarily?"
Such matters weren’t beneficial to him.
"I just chatted with Yu for a while. It’s not like what people are saying online."
"But can’t you see? Their speculations aren’t completely off. Would you rush to find Ji Yu if you didn’t have feelings for her?" The agent glared at him with disappointnt, well aware of his inner thoughts.
Lu Xingchen remained silent, his mind lingering on Ji Yu’s interactions with Gu Qixiao earlier today.
Only those familiar with Ji Yu would understand.
It was an unusual occurrence.
"I know what I need to do next; I don’t need your reminders."
Since Ji Yu already had soone else by her side, he had no plans to interfere. But it seed the relationship between Ji Yu and Gu Qixiao hadn’t progressed to that extent either.
"You’re really sothing else—such a headache for . Should I remind you that this is a tough situation?"
The agent only hoped Lu Xingchen wouldn’t act so impulsively in the future.
And Lu Xingchen understood this well. He had no intention of seeking Ji Yu out again anyti soon.
Ji Yu’s life seed to have returned to the way it was before either of them entered it, oscillating daily between the hospital and ho.
"Can I remove the stitches on my face now?" Li Shishi asked eagerly, waiting for the gauze to co off, her mood visibly lifted.
"While you are indeed ready to remove the gauze on your face, you need to rember my instructions. For the next year, you must strictly follow my guidelines. Otherwise, your face won’t heal to its optimal state."
This, she understood well.
"Don’t worry. I care about my face more than anyone. Any mark left on my face would be unbearable."
She genuinely felt grateful to Ji Yu.
However, she didn’t forget to ask about Ji Yu’s relationship with Lu Xingchen.
"To be honest, what’s the deal between you and Lu Xingchen?" She had seen him a few tis before—absolutely handso and with a great personality.
"A friendship. We’ve crossed paths before, but the online rumors are completely unfounded."
Ji Yu knew Li Shishi loved gossip, often suspecting that she had entered the entertainnt industry purely out of a fondness for it.
"You know, with your personality, you really don’t capitalize on good opportunities. Such great potential, and yet you don’t seize it."
But thinking of how even Gu Qixiao was actively pursuing Ji Yu, it didn’t seem too unreasonable.
"You should focus on recovering your face. Leave other matters aside for now."
For now, she didn’t want to discuss her feelings. Besides, Lu Xingchen was in the midst of a career boost—rumors like these were of no benefit to him.
"Sister Yu, President Gu is here again. Are you really not planning to see him?"
Tian knew Ji Yu’s attitude towards Gu Qixiao, as well as the fact that her feelings weren’t completely absent—certain circumstances simply prevented them from being together for the ti being.
"What’s he here for?"
Ji Yu frowned, uninterested in speaking with Gu Qixiao.
"He seems to have sothing urgent."
Just as Tian spoke, Gu Qixiao barged in. "Yu, I need you to co with to Song Xuan’s school. There seems to be an issue with her face."
Apparently, he was worried about Song Xuan’s predicant.
Ji Yu glanced at his anxious expression but refrained from asking questions. She simply called Tian to grab the necessary tools and headed to the school.
Gu Qixiao had chosen the city’s top private university, which exuded a sense of luxury and sophistication.
However, Ji Yu couldn’t care less about appearances in situations like this.
"Since I’m here, can we hurry up and bring her out?"
Otherwise, was she supposed to go search for her?
Gu Qixiao sighed helplessly. "Her face has issues and she doesn’t want to leave her room, so we have to go find her."
"Gu Qixiao, are you sure you’re not joking? I’m pregnant, and you expect to personally fetch Song Xuan for treatnt?"
"Please, I don’t have any other choice. Her situation is indeed difficult to handle."
He hadn’t considered Ji Yu’s pregnancy—his mind was focused solely on Song Xuan’s worsening condition. If further complications arose, Song Xuan might cling to him even more, a situation he clearly aid to avoid.
Ji Yu sighed in exasperation but ultimately chose to compromise. After all, Song Xuan had undergone surgery under her care.
When Song Xuan saw Gu Qixiao, she burst into tears, her face a ss of anguish. "Xiao, you’re finally here. With my face like this, how can I face anyone? Please just take away."
Her face was covered in countless red dots, making her truly unpresentable.
Unfortunately, Gu Qixiao had no intention of taking her ho. "I brought Yu here to treat you. Taking you ho won’t fix your problem."
He didn’t want to let Song Xuan return ho, knowing she’d inevitably create more trouble there.
"Ji Yu?" Song Xuan was stunned, unable to believe Gu Qixiao had arranged things so thoroughly.
If he really cared about her face, couldn’t he have dealt with this after leaving her alone?
She was furious but had no outlet to vent her anger. "I don’t want anyone to see —people would just look at with disgust. I don’t want to live like this."
Desperate, she clung to Gu Qixiao’s sleeve, showing no inclination to let Ji Yu treat her.
Faced with this display, how could Ji Yu remain oblivious? This was clearly a calculated act of playing the victim. Soone like her was better left alone.
"Since you don’t need my treatnt, sort it out yourselves. I have business at the hospital and won’t interfere with your private matters."
With that, Ji Yu turned to leave, refusing to linger in such a ridiculous scene.
Gu Qixiao saw Ji Yu about to walk away and imdiately signaled Assistant Li to block her.
"Song Xuan, if you want treatnt, then stop talking nonsense."
His gaze was firm and expectant, making it clear how seriously he took the matter.
Song Xuan’s expression turned sour, but she recognized the gravity of his words, understanding his serious stance.
"Xiao, don’t be upset. I’ll accept treatnt, but I don’t want to stay here anymore. People laugh at my face, and I can’t take the humiliation."
For her, this was an opportunity to leave—ti away from the monotony of her day-to-day struggles in this place.
"We’ll talk after your treatnt. I’ll explain to your professors about the issues with your face, but you can’t abandon your studies simply because of this."
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