??939: Chapter 938: Warm Embrace
939: Chapter 938: Warm Embrace
“Oh my god, is this the president of Shiyan Group?
She’s so beautiful.
If she had started acting earlier, she’d have been famous all across the country by now!”
“You’re dumb.
She’s worth billions as a president.
She doesn’t need to beco a celebrity.”
“Then why is she starring in ‘Full-ti Bodyguard’?”
Even though Lin Shiyan wasn’t an actress, her flawless face and stunning figure instantly lit up the entire venue.
“Thank you, everyone.” Lin Shiyan slightly bowed to the crowd.
“As you might have noticed, Miss Lin Shiyan will be playing the role of a nurse in the upcoming production ‘Full-ti Bodyguard’…” Feng Gang continued speaking.
At this ti, Wang Dadong had already transferred the money into Wu Li’s account and returned to his room, where the little nurse was watching TV.
The TV was broadcasting the live promotional event for ‘Full-ti Bodyguard’.
“Sister Lin is so pretty.
She’s definitely more suitable for the role than ,” the little nurse said forlornly, biting her lip.
Initially, the role was supposed to be hers.
Wang Dadong quickly turned off the television, unwilling to upset the little nurse further.
In truth, when Wang Dadong saw Lin Shiyan smiling warmly at the audience, he couldn’t help but feel bitter inside.
After all, even with him, Lin Shiyan rarely showed such a smile.
Just as Wang Dadong was about to comfort the little nurse, his phone suddenly rang.
Upon answering, it was Yong Lii calling.
“Wang Dadong, can you co over to check on President Lin?
She really needs you.”
Wang Dadong chuckled self-mockingly, “Isn’t she basking in glory right now?
Why would she need ?”
“Actually, the president has always missed you.
Do you know why she ca to the Imperial Capital?
It’s to see you and also because of Yang Da Zhuang’s matter…
Ah!”
An abrupt scream ca through the receiver.
“What’s wrong?”
“President Lin…
she fell off the stage!” Yong Lii exclaid in panic.
“Then call 120,” Wang Dadong replied coldly.
“You…
you don’t care about President Lin at all?” Yong Lii’s face showed a trace of disappointnt.
“I don’t care,” Wang Dadong said and hung up the phone.
“Little sister, I need to head out,” Wang Dadong said to the little nurse before walking out the door.
Based on his mory, Lin Shiyan should currently be at Tis Square.
Although the cara had only briefly flashed over her location, Wang Dadong still managed to catch it.
He might say he doesn’t care about Lin Shiyan, but when it truly ca down to abandoning her, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
I’m just going to check if she’s okay, Wang Dadong reassured himself.
Love has a way of lowering one’s IQ, and even for the world-renowned Hell’s Death Knell, this rule was no exception.
“President Lin, are you alright?” Yong Lii asked with concern.
In fact, Lin Shiyan had rely twisted her ankle while walking monts ago.
Lin Shiyan shook her head and, with Yong Lii’s support, walked backstage.
As Lin Shiyan entered the backstage area, a pair of sinister eyes were fixed on her from the audience.
The figure belonged to soone wearing a black hooded cloak, their entire body shrouded except for two slender, feminine hands exposed.
“Are you sure this thod will work?” the slimr hooded man beside him asked, tilting his head.
“First let the container absorb the potion’s side effects.
There’s an 80% chance of success.
Hopefully, she won’t disappoint —after all, this is the only potion…” the hooded man replied.
“Aren’t you afraid the person beside her will figure it out?” asked the slimr hooded man, his tone filled with worry.
“Don’t worry.
It’s better if he doesn’t find out.
But if he does…”
Wang Dadong scanned the corners of the square with his gaze, detecting nothing unusual.
“Was that feeling just a mistake?
There were clearly two sinister presences earlier, but now they’re gone.”
Wang Dadong shook his head and prepared to check backstage, intending to confirm if Lin Shiyan was truly injured.
Even though Yong Lii had ntioned that Lin Shiyan fell off the stage.
The stage wasn’t very high, just over a ter.
Falling from such a height wouldn’t hurt him much, but it would be a different story for Lin Shiyan.
A delicate president surely couldn’t be compared to a rough-and-tumble man like him.
He might declare that he doesn’t care, but learning that Lin Shiyan had fallen still tugged at his heart.
Especially when Yong Lii revealed that Lin Shiyan ca to the Imperial Capital solely to see him, prompting him to sprint over.
However, upon his arrival backstage, he frowned imdiately.
Lin Shiyan appeared entirely unscathed.
“President Lin, I told you he would co!” Yong Lii was delighted upon seeing Wang Dadong, as it showed that Lin Shiyan still held a place in his heart.
Lin Shiyan’s lips twitched slightly, her gaze toward Wang Dadong carrying a hint of complexity, but she ultimately said nothing.
They were both too prideful.
A single apology or an “I’m sorry” could have nded everything, yet neither was willing to take the first step and say those words.
It couldn’t be helped—one was an admired goddess president.
And the other, the world-famous King of rcenaries.
Each carried their own pride.
“Do you have anything to explain about Yang Da Zhuang’s situation?” Wang Dadong finally broke the stalemate.
“No,” Lin Shiyan said indifferently.
That was Lin Shiyan’s personality.
She believed she hadn’t done wrong, so she felt no need to explain.
Almost as if he had expected this answer from Lin Shiyan, Wang Dadong shook his head, turned, and started walking away.
Thud!
Just as Wang Dadong turned, Lin Shiyan coughed up a mouthful of blood.
“What’s wrong?” Wang Dadong turned back, staring at Lin Shiyan as she wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.
“It’s none of your concern.
Little Yong, let’s go!” Lin Shiyan said coldly.
Wang Dadong scrutinized Lin Shiyan, attempting to deduce her condition based on her complexion.
Yet on the surface, Lin Shiyan showed no signs of illness.
He stepped forward, intending to grasp her hand.
“What are you doing?” Lin Shiyan glanced at Wang Dadong warily and stepped back.
“You’re sick.
Let
take a look.” Wang Dadong said.
“If I’m sick, that’s my business, not yours.” Lin Shiyan replied in a cold voice.
Though Lin Shiyan’s deanor was icy, her eyes betrayed fear.
The doctor’s examination had concluded that her body was perfectly fine, but if that were true, why had she suddenly experienced stomach pain and coughed up blood?
She even speculated that she might have contracted a rare disease that couldn’t be diagnosed by the hospital—perhaps she was dying…
The re thought filled Lin Shiyan with terror.
“What are you doing!” Suddenly, Lin Shiyan felt her feet leave the ground—she was being carried bridal-style in Wang Dadong’s arms.
“Taking you to the hospital!”
“I’m not going!
Put
down!” Lin Shiyan struggled, pounding against Wang Dadong’s chest in an attempt to escape.
Yet she discovered his arms were so strong, so warm…
She couldn’t escape and didn’t want to.
At this mont, she truly needed such an embrace—a warm respite.
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