CHAPTER 953: CHAPTER 953: I FEEL LIKE I’M JINXED LATELY

Inside the hospital room, an invisible low pressure permeated the air.

By the bedside, Yun Lih sat upright in a chair, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on Xia Siyu.

Usually, Xia Siyu took the lead in their conversations.

She would start talking, and he would follow her lead.

But now, the person who often chattered in his ear was deeply comatose, and the overly quiet atmosphere was unsettling.

People, you know, are most afraid of habits forming imperceptibly.

Yun Lih propped his forehead with one hand, eyed Xia Siyu’s cheek, and sighed softly, "You really are silly."

The only response was the ticking of the machines.

That night, Yun Lih stayed up all night, keeping vigil at Xia Siyu’s bedside, waiting for her to wake up.

...

The next day, at the South Sea Li Family.

Xi Luo had just finished breakfast when she ran into Zong Yue outside the door.

Their eyes met, both momentarily surprised.

"President Xi?" Zong Yue looked at Xi Luo in astonishment, "Are you here to see Qiaoqiao?"

Xi Luo touched her nose, "No, I’m just staying here temporarily. No need to be so formal, just call me Sister Luo."

Zong Yue scratched her head, "You’re staying here temporarily?"

"It’s a long story." Xi Luo stepped down the stairs, hesitated for a moment, "Do you have business here today?"

A bit confused, Zong Yue still answered truthfully, "Oh, I just got back from Yancheng City to bring some things to my parents."

Hearing this, Xi Luo noticed the gift box in her hand, "You took a few days off and went to Yancheng City for fun?"

This big sister-in-law of Li Qiao, her heart is really big?!

Worried that Xi Luo might misunderstand, Zong Yue quickly shook her head, "No, my partner Li Jun got injured. I was taking care of him in Yancheng City and just returned today."

"Oh." Xi Luo responded lightly, her gaze flickering, assuming the demeanor of an understanding boss, cheerfully saying, "In that case, you don’t need to go to the company. There’s not much business lately, bring Li Jun here to recuperate. It’s lively with more people."

Zong Yue stared blankly at Xi Luo’s departing figure, feeling that something seemed off.

She looked up again at the familiar mansion; it was indeed the Li Family.

Confused, Zong Yue walked into the living room and chatted with Duan Shuyuan for a bit before tentatively asking, "Mom, is something going on with President Xi?"

"President Xi?" Duan Shuyuan thought for a moment, "Do you mean Xiao Xi?"

Zong Yue nodded, "I just saw her outside. She said she’s staying with us?"

Duan Shuyuan laughed and confirmed, explaining the general reason with just a few words.

Zong Yue looked confusedly at Duan Shuyuan, unable to speak for quite a while.

She remembered that last year’s Central China Region female entrepreneurs’ ranking listed Miranda prominently at the top.

With a net worth of several billion, she encountered difficulties?

"Xiao Yue, what did you just say happened to Ah Jun?" Duan Shuyuan recalled and inquired about Li Jun’s situation after sipping some jasmine tea.

Zong Yue snapped back, pursed her lips, "He went skiing with me and strained his back. He’s been able to get out of bed recently, but he still needs bed rest for a while."

"His back is injured?" Duan Shuyuan blinked, "Is it serious?"

"Not really, fortunately, it didn’t hurt the bones."

Duan Shuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a few seconds, and then suggested, "Since New Year’s Day is coming, why don’t you both stay at home? With more people around, it’s easier to take care of him. Just so happens your dad knows a traditional Chinese medicine massage therapist. Maybe a massage will help."

Zong Yue seemed hesitant, but Duan Shuyuan decisively concluded, "That’s settled then. I’ll have the butler send a car to pick him up now."

In the end, Zong Yue couldn’t argue against Duan Shuyuan’s insistence and accompanied the butler back to King’s Bay Villa.

Li Jun’s back injury wasn’t severe, but years of sitting had left him with chronic lumbar strain.

This time, the illness struck hard, and even after a few days of rest, walking was still slightly uncomfortable.

In the study, he looked at Zong Yue, frowning, "You can recuperate at home; why go to the old house?"

Zong Yue bit her lip, "Mom insisted. If you don’t want to go, call her yourself."

Li Jun put down the pen in his hand and gestured, "Come here."

Zong Yue slowly moved over to him, glanced at the pile of documents on the table, and pouted slightly, "Just got back and already working. New Year’s Day is soon, and you’re still so busy?"

"Just dealing with some trivial matters." Li Jun pulled her hand to his side, looking up at Zong Yue, "Do you want to go to the old house?"

Zong Yue instinctively wanted to say "listen to you," but changed her mind, "Yes, it’s almost New Year. Going back to the bustle isn’t bad."

Zong Yue had almost never openly expressed her desires in front of Li Jun.

This time, she suddenly wanted to try it out, just to see if Li Jun would compromise if she insisted.

The veteran cadre in front of her didn’t hesitate too long, holding his lower back and nodding in agreement, "As you wish, so let’s go back."

"Really?" Zong Yue hadn’t expected much hope and had prepared herself for his opposition.

Li Jun massaged her fingers, his features softening, "Of course, when have I ever lied to you?"

With her throat slightly itchy, Zong Yue quickly said, "I’ll go pack," and hurried out of the study, as if fearing he’d change his mind.

Behind her, Li Jun shook his head and chuckled, seeming to relish this life of companionship more and more.

...

With only one day left before Su Moshi’s big wedding, Xia Siyu finally woke up as expected.

That morning at nine-thirty, she struggled to open her eyes. The prolonged coma left her vision a bit blurry.

Xia Siyu groaned softly, and a voice echoed by her ears, "Awake?"

The voice was slightly hoarse, followed by a figure leaning down, blocking the blinding sunlight.

Xia Siyu moved her lips, grumbling pitifully, "It hurts..."

Yun Lih pursed his lips, sighing in relief, "Good that it hurts. Seems like you didn’t damage your brain."

As Xia Siyu’s awareness returned and adapted to the room’s light, she squinted, stealing a glance at Yun Lih.

The man pouring her water caught her gaze, and a weary smile appeared on his face, "Don’t recognize me?"

Xia Siyu rolled her eyes, replying slowly, "My brain isn’t injured..."

Yun Lih suddenly tightened his grip on the cup, pausing before saying, "Xia Siyu, even someone with intellectual disabilities would be smarter than you."

"I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Qiao pushed the door open.

Pale-faced Xia Siyu immediately pout when she saw Li Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, get revenge for me. Those bastards... mmm."

A straw was inserted into her mouth by Yun Lih.

With little energy, Xia Siyu sipped the water through the straw, her eyes full of accusation aimed at Yun Lih.

He must be taking this chance to get back at her!

At this moment, Li Qiao handed the fruit basket to Yun Lih while placing the flowers on the opposite coffee table, "How are you feeling?"

Xia Siyu moved her fingers, gazed at the ceiling, and murmured, "I feel like I’ve been having a bad streak lately..."

Li Qiao, Yun Lih: "..."