CHAPTER 259: CHAPTER 256: EVEN MORE AGGRESSIVE THAN BEFORE

In the study, the meeting continued as the senior executives had differing opinions on the new plan and remained at an impasse.

The straight men immersed in their work soon forgot about the earlier interruption on the video call. The two project heads were keen to gain Mr. Jing’s approval and persistently looked for opportunities to advocate for their department’s proposal, eventually arguing so heatedly that their faces turned red.

Typically, everyone maintained a cordial facade in the company, but when it came to interests, especially since this project was critical for their departments’ future growth, the senior executives argued like market vendors disputing over trivial matters.

If it weren’t for the conference table between them and the presence of Mr. Jing behind the high-definition conference camera, they probably would have rolled up their sleeves and fought on the spot.

The other attendees offered trivial comfort, mostly keeping silent and waiting for Mr. Jing’s opinion on the video call.

Jing Jihan held a segment of a peeled orange, his expression unfazed, his slender, defined fingers continued peeling, his gaze calm and betraying no real thoughts.

However, the attendees, being company executives with frequent contact with Mr. Jing, silently speculated that this was the calm before the storm.

After all, Mr. Jing’s usual style was to remain silent, but when he did speak, it could chill a whole room.

After patiently waiting for two minutes, once he finished peeling the orange, Jing Jihan finally intended to speak: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. He."

The arguing ceased instantly with Jing Jihan’s voice.

Silence filled the conference room, everyone bracing for Mr. Jing’s anger.

Jing Jihan placed the orange back in the fruit bowl and casually said, "Revise the plan and send it to me again for review. It’s late, we should finish work now. Let’s adjourn today’s meeting."

"..."

"...?"

Adjourn the meeting?

Even when Mr. Jing couldn’t return to the company, he would rigorously conduct video conferences from abroad, insisting on completing tasks by the end of the day. Was he actually suggesting they hold off on dividing the plan?

Was Mr. Jing being so agreeable today?

Before they could rise from their seats, the video signal was directly cut off, leaving only darkness.

After cutting off the video call, Jing Jihan stood up and walked out of the study, spotting Shi Su curled up on the sofa.

Approaching her, he saw her holding a phone in one hand, the other hand resting under her cheek, asleep on the sofa. The towel wrapped around her head had come loose, her semi-dry hair hanging over her shoulders.

With a dragonfly-touch-like kiss on her lips, he told her to go sleep in the bedroom since the living room was prone to drafts, but Shi Su slightly turned her head, drowsily opening her eyes to see him, seemingly having a headache again, her delicate nose wrinkled as she weakly said, "Mm..."

Though she agreed, she didn’t get up for quite a while.

This lazy appearance of the little woman made Jing Jihan’s gaze deepen, lingering on her body for a moment.

Soon, he bent down and kissed her again.

This kiss was more aggressive than the one before.

And also, he felt her temperature upon touch.

No wonder she fell asleep here.

She had a fever again.

Flu with high fever, rarely gets better in a single day, it typically requires several bouts of fever to fully subside.

Shi Su sensed him kissing her but was too weak to speak, only half-opening her eyes, suddenly realizing that the man who had been kissing her now circled her waist and carried her up from the sofa.

She only recalled the bedroom door opening and closing, seemingly coaxed softly by him to take more fever-reducing medicine, afraid he might bundle her up under the covers to sweat it out, she turned and hugged the quilt, burrowing to the side of the bed.

But later, in her drowsy state, it seemed she was drawn back into that domineering embrace, her arms and legs being pinned down, unable to kick the quilt away.

Even late at night, she was drowsily awakened but didn’t get out of bed. The man fed her some congee, making her slump bonelessly against him, unable to manage the spoon by herself in her fever-induced daze.

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The next day, Shi Su had regained much of her vigor, but only within the confines of Jing Jihan’s apartment, energetically eating without being allowed to look at even a script.

Desperately bored, she borrowed a tablet from Jing Jihan, scrolling through the screen trying to find a show to watch, yet ever since entering the entertainment circle, tracking a show had become really challenging. Not being a particularly picky person, there wasn’t anything especially appealing.

Eventually, she opted to watch a foreign sci-fi movie, followed by a detective film.

After finally consuming the entire morning, she didn’t know what to do in the afternoon.

Despite ordinarily being so busy, it’s rare that he hadn’t gone to the company in the two days since returning from Z City, staying at Kaixing Mansion to accompany her, giving her no chance to pitifully pass out from fever alone at home.

She spent the afternoon browsing Weibo, surprisingly settling down to read reviews of "Yao Platform," also briefly logging into her own Weibo.

In just three days of airing, her Weibo followers surpassed five million. While all the starring cast gained followers, Shi Su’s increase was the most significant, with most of the positive feedback and reviews focused on her.

Initially, many believed she was just appealing with a few behind-the-scenes action scenes, thinking she couldn’t maintain such a high profile throughout.

But after only a dozen episodes, especially witnessing Tian Yuli gradually turning evil, fans were excitedly howling on Weibo, with many tagging her account, crazily shouting: [Tian Yuli is amazing! Mrs. Li! I’m begging you!]

Shi Su: "..."

She hadn’t posted on Weibo herself, but in coordination with the show’s promotion, Jun had posted two Weibo posts on her behalf, featuring some behind-the-scenes photos and dynamic images.

Fans assumed she made the posts herself, the likes, and retweets rapidly exceeding fifty thousand.

Including fan-made derivative videos, illustrations, and novels about Shi Su’s character, thriving across various fields within days.

After finally passing the time until evening, Shi Su hugged the tablet, still viewing artwork made by her fans, couldn’t help but like a few with a small account.

Hearing movement outside, she put down the tablet, getting out of bed to leave the bedroom.

Jing Jihan had just temporarily visited the company but returned in less than an hour.

When the man arrived home, he was still on a call, but Shi Su couldn’t contain her eagerness, heading over to help with his coat.

However, as she took his coat, Jing Jihan finished the call just in time to see her instinctively holding his coat and inhaling its crisp, clean scent.

Setting his phone aside, he casually loosened his collar, his Adam’s apple moving slightly, and taking advantage he seized her wrist, pulling her closer, his arm around her waist, pressing her directly against the side wall—