Xiaoyu, Shuyu?
Any random nobody dares to call her Xiaoyu.
They really do not know their place. He completely looked down on a declining family like the Shens. If Shuyu was indeed his sister, she should not think much of Shen Qinghan either.
He even felt that the affection of someone like Shen Qinghan was a form of blasphemy.
Song Wenzhao's tone was gentle, "I will let you off this time, but do not secretly hide other people's photos next time."
Song Wenzhao stood up and left the room, still maintaining his upright and gentle appearance.
*
Si Yiheng seemed very busy these past few days, but no matter how busy he was, he would always come home to cook, call Shuyu to eat, and then go back to work overtime.
Si Yiheng being so busy actually gave Shuyu a chance to catch her breath.
She did not have to force herself to figure out the relationship between her and Si Yiheng.
Although escaping was shameful, it made Shuyu's mind less tense.
Shuyu spent most of her time on her creative work. To calm her mind, she even drew some sketches on her drawing board. At first, Shuyu used Little Orange as a model.
However, Little Orange was a cat model who could not sit still, constantly meowing and acting spoiled at her feet.
In the end, she would often run onto her lap and fall fast asleep, even snoring.
Shuyu's sketches gradually changed from Little Orange to Si Yiheng.
Drawing Si Yiheng's face, Shuyu felt an inexplicable flutter of panic.
Looking at the sketch, Shuyu would wonder what Si Yiheng would look like when they kissed.
Si Yiheng probably would not have much of an expression.
Seeing the picture she drew of Si Yiheng unbuttoning his shirt with one hand again, Shuyu quietly crumbled.
Shuyu propped up her face, "I am doomed, Iron Egg. I do not think I am having a heart attack from staying up late."
It seemed she had a faint crush on Si Yiheng; she missed him a little bit.
Her hands and her drawings were telling her that she wanted to see Si Yiheng.
Shuyu took a long time to recover and chose to accept reality. "Iron Egg, what is the punishment for developing feelings for the mission target?"
Iron Egg also fell silent. [Baby Yu, do not worry, I will go check the mission manual right now.]
Shuyu hung her head, looking like a listless kitten.
While waiting for Iron Egg, Shuyu quietly updated a drawing on Weibo.
In the drawing, little figure 1 was drawing and sketched little figure 2's face. Little figure 1 was sitting dejectedly in front of the drawing, holding her face.
What Shuyu did not know was that Si Yiheng's special notification was triggered again.
Iron Egg came back after checking the information. [There is no punishment! Logically speaking, you are with Si Yiheng, so there is nothing wrong with you liking him.]
[Actually, I feel like our Transmigration Bureau is just about going through the motions. As long as you follow the process and complete the mission, they do not care about your feelings at all.]
[All they need is a result.]
[Baby Yu, as long as you complete the mission according to the process, you can still get the mission reward. The only thing is, you must follow the mission process, otherwise, the meaning of your existence in this world will disappear.]
[Once the meaning of your existence disappears, there will be no need for you to exist anymore.]
Shuyu listened carefully, "You mean, if I do not follow the process, I will be obliterated."
This was not a question of whether she could get a reward, but whether she could stay alive.
Iron Egg: [Yes.]
Shuyu spoke softly, "I understand."
Iron Egg did not know what to say now. He hoped Shuyu could enjoy every moment of happiness and love or hate as her heart desired.
But he was also afraid that if Shuyu followed her heart too much and fell too deeply into love and hate, the ending would be hard to manage.
Iron Egg: [Baby Yu, no matter what you choose, I will stay by your side.]
Shuyu: "Okay, Iron Egg."
Shuyu carried Little Orange to bed. "Iron Egg, I am going to lie down for a bit."
Shuyu poked Ye Ning online.
A Little Fish Swimming: Ningning, throw all the angst novels you can find at me. The really angsty ones.
Golden Corn: Huh?
Ye Ning did not understand but did as told, sending stories where two people loved each other to death, but reality was cruel, one lived, and one died.
The living one spent their whole life mourning their deceased husband.
Shuyu curled up in her blankets and read them. Her eyes turned completely red, and she hugged Little Orange, crying until she was out of breath.
She even made Little Orange's fur all wet.
Little Orange looked at Shuyu in confusion, tentatively pawing at her as if asking.
Human, are you about to cry yourself into a faint? Do you need me to call the meow-meow ambulance?
Suddenly seeing Little Orange's expression, Shuyu, with red eyes, rubbed Little Orange's head. "Little Orange, you are just an illiterate kitten. You only know how to eat, and you have no worries."
Shuyu started to harass the kitten, "Little Orange, we have known each other for so long. Are you not going to prepare a gift for mommy?"
Little Orange looked at Shuyu in shock.
Iron Egg laughed to cheer Shuyu up: [Little Orange is definitely thinking, does a kitty have to prepare gifts too?]
Iron Egg: [Little Orange is a dummy, she definitely will not prepare a gift for you.]
Iron Egg: [But I will prepare a gift for you.]
Iron Egg magically produced a flower from out of nowhere, and Shuyu's eyes instantly lit up, "Thank you, Iron Egg."
Little Orange stayed with Shuyu for a while before wandering out the door by herself.
*
Si Yiheng saw Shuyu's newly posted Weibo and left his office.
Assistant Xiao Wang looked at Si Yiheng's retreating back and let out a huge sigh of relief. The living Hades had finally left.
Si Yiheng's work intensity these past few days almost made him want to quit his position as executive assistant. No one could handle working overtime with Si Yiheng like this.
When Si Yiheng got home, he saw Little Orange squatting at the door grooming herself, her fur all wet.
Si Yiheng picked up Little Orange, "Where is Baby Yu? Why are you out here all alone as a cat?"
Normally, Little Orange would be staying with Shuyu.
Little Orange escaped from Si Yiheng's grasp and led him to Shuyu's room.
Shuyu's bedroom door was slightly ajar. Shuyu was lying on the bed, her soft, pitch-black hair scattered around, her dark eyelashes resting peacefully, and her snow-white face buried in the blanket. She looked like a beautiful doll.
Si Yiheng looked at the sleeping Shuyu, and his heart inexplicably softened. He walked in, tucked her in properly, and then left.
*
When she woke up, Shuyu had even less time to think about her relationship with Si Yiheng.
Because the fact that she had hired someone to attend classes for her had blown up. The teacher caught her having someone sign in and take classes on her behalf.
Shuyu listlessly hung her head, "Iron Egg, the me from this morning was so extravagant, actually pondering over whether I was in love or not."
As soon as something happened, she was brought back down to earth, only able to worry about whether she would fail the course.
Shuyu: "I realized I do not like Si Yiheng that much anymore, and it seems I am not that afraid of him anymore either."
This time, Shuyu's tears were not from crying over an angst novel, but because she was about to fail her class.
Shuyu asked bitterly, "Iron Egg, the road ahead is completely dark. Should I just go to sleep now?"
This kind of grey-area school business really should not be touched. Great, now she had been accurately targeted and struck down.
What a bitter fate.
Iron Egg: [Baby, do not sleep yet, or you really will fail the class.]
Shuyu took out her phone and found her chat history with Si Yiheng.
Si Yiheng had been sending her messages these past few days as well. The most recent one was from 2:30 today.
ATM: Baby Yu, I am working overtime today. The food is ready, remember to eat.
Shu Yu sighed. If she was going to ask Si Yiheng for help, she ought to show a little sincerity. She rummaged through her cabinet and pulled out a tie that Ye Ning had previously urged her to buy for him.
Shu Yu didn't quite understand why she needed to give him a second tie when she had already gifted him one before, but she had always been good at taking advice.
She penned a quick note.
Hoping to catch a window before Si Yiheng returned home, she planned to leave the tie and the note in his room to ask for his assistance.
However, the moment she stepped inside, her wrist was suddenly captured, and her back collided with a familiar, warm chest.
Scorching breath brushed against her neck.
"Are you done hiding from me, baby?"
