On the first night in the comic world, Jiao Bai was plagued by nightmares and woke up feeling completely drained.

At eight o’clock, the Qi family's driver arrived and took him to the hospital. Accompanying them was Ms. Liao, Qi Zizhi's secretary.

There was a commotion at the escalator on the first floor. When Jiao Bai approached, he realised that everyone was looking at a beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman had her back to him. Her seaweed-like, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, with the ends brushing against her slender waist[1]. Her figure was zkktqhmf and rdwx. When she turned and looked up, gasps echoed around her. Many couldn't help but take photos of her pure yet captivating appearance.

Jiao Bai came to a halt.

Etbj, the beauty was actually Little Hot Pepper!

Jiao Bai couldn't help but recall Little Hot Pepper from last night, lying on the large dishevelled bed. He wiped his nose and saw a pair of red leather stilettos in front of him.

The owner of the stilettos held a medical record with two characters written on it: Jiang Yan.

The handwriting was clear, elegant, and had a powerful and unrestrained style.

Jiao Bai heard Jiang Yan say, “We meet again.”

Without waiting for Jiao Bai to respond, Jiang Yan leaned close and whispered in his ear, “How does it feel to kneel down to put shoes on someone?”

Jiao Bai pushed him away with a cold expression. “At that time, you were pretending to be unconscious.”

“I had no choice but to pretend to be unconscious. My life was at stake.” Jiang Yan said ambiguously, “You know as well as I do that Mr. Shen is very vigorous.”

Jiao Bai’s expression was stern. I don't know, and I don't want to know.

The author of the comic Broken Wings had a nasty preference. All the gongs were donkeys[2].

“Young Master Yan, it's time to leave.”

Jiao Bai looked in the direction of the voice coming from behind on his left. His eyes widened in surprise. Zhang Zhen came to the hospital with Jiang Yan?!

Qi Yilao already gave Jiang Yan to Shen Ji to sleep with. Why didn't he just directly gift Jiang Yan to Shen Ji?

Jiao Bai fell deep in thought. In the comic, Qi Yilao frequently changed companions. He recalled that after Little Hot Pepper was an art student.

And at that time, Little Hot Pepper had gone with Shen Ji.

Jiao Bai couldn't figure out why Qi Yilao kept Little Hot Pepper around for a while. It couldn't be like weaning a child, gradually transitioning, finding a replacement before completely weaning off, right?

Jiang Yan seemed to sense Jiao Bai's confusion. He gave a cryptic smile and swayed his slender and rtookd hips as he walked away. The two white-as-jade legs beneath his red dress made one's head spin.

Jiao Bai glanced at Ms. Liao, who was nearby, and then stepped onto the escalator.

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Qi Shuang was the pampered youngest child in his family. He had two older brothers who indulged his every whim. Whatever he wanted, he got, and if it wasn't available, he would just take it by force. If it wasn’t for the fact that the position of Mrs. Shen that he wanted was truly too difficult for the Qi family to snatch for him, he would have been sitting on that seat a long time ago.

As for Qi Shuang's allergy, the Qi family, fearing it would be exploited by those with ulterior motives, had never officially disclosed it to the public.

Compared to common fruits like bananas and apples, yellow peaches had a somewhat narrower consumer base. As long as Qi Shuang was careful in his daily life, he didn’t have much of a problem, and he indeed hadn’t had an allergic reaction for a long time. In fact, it was okay for him to smell the scent of yellow peaches, but he couldn’t get too close to it.

So last night...

Qi Shuang stared at the young man who had been in the hospital room for a while. Just thinking that this person had likely been breathing pressed against his nose last night made him feel nauseous and want to vomit. “How did you find out?”

Jiao Bai was sleepy and struggling to keep his eyes open. “What?”

“Still pretending!” Qi Shuang's eyes reddened.

Jiao Bai was speechless. How did it turn into him being wronged?

All along, Shen Ji had never been interested in the two people staying at Qinxin Estate. Last night, he took Wang Chuqiu out to attend a gathering of old friends because Madam Shen had asked him to bring someone along. He chose Wang Chuqiu at random. However, Qi Shuang misunderstood and thought that Shen Ji had already made a choice, making him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Qi Shuang was overwhelmed by jealousy and lost his mind. His mind was consumed by the thought that as long as he eliminated Wang Chuqiu, he would have no rivals left and everything would be solved.

Wang Chuqiu was just a nobody country bumpkin. Even if the truth came to light, the Qi family could protect him.

In the original plot, Qi Shuang achieved his goal and successfully entered the Shen family’s doors.

Thus establishing a connection with the person he actually cared about.

Yes, that's right. Qi Shuang's ultimate goal wasn’t the title of Mrs. Shen. Shen Ji was just a stepping stone.

Jiao Bai’s train of thought was interrupted by a flying water cup. He caught it just in time, only for another object to be thrown at him. Qi Shuang was behaving like a shrew, hurling various things at him. Jiao Bai dodged the objects, took a few strides forward, and forcefully pinned Qi Shuang down on the hospital bed. “Have you had enough, little young master?”

Qi Shuang felt inexplicably nervous and pouted, “What are you doing? Let me go. It hurts. You’re hurting me.”

This little young master acted spoiled and coquettishly like this when he was at home with his older brothers.

Jiao Bai, who was not his brother, remained indifferent. “Just this and you’re already in pain? I can’t compete with your skill at pretending.”

Qi Shuang’s two swollen red eyes widened in shock. The next moment, he began to struggle. “You did it on purpose. You know I’m allergic to yellow peaches. You wanted me to die!”

“If I really wanted you dead, I wouldn’t have called for help,” Jiao Bai said, pressing him down on the bed. “Some things don’t need to be spelled out, but if you insist...”

“Brother! Brother—mm...”

Jiao Bai covered Qi Shuang's mouth. “I thought when you told your brother's secretary to wait outside, it was because you wanted to have a one-on-one conversation without a third person present.”

Qi Shuang quietened down and with a pleaded for mercy with his eyes, Please don’t cover my mouth. Let’s talk things over calmly.

The little young master had a pair of charming eyes that could speak.

Jiao Bai moved his hand away from Qi Shuang's mouth slightly and said, “I want to strike a deal with you.”

Qi Shuang spat out malicious insults onto Jiao Bai's hand, which was still on his mouth. “No deal! Get lost! Azrszqc ltss!”

Calling him a ltss was already bad enough, but to even etbjhmf call him a azrszqc—who could tolerate that? Jiao Bai grabbed the blanket and rlnsgdqdc Qi Shuang's head with it, sneering, “Guess what? If Madam Shen knew that you don’t actually want to become her daughter-in-law but are scheming to…”

Under the blanket, Qi Shuang thrashed about, kicking and failing his arms wildly like a madman.

Jiao Bai gathered the blanket, wrapped it tightly around Qi Shuang, and said a name into his ear.


[1] 盈盈一握 (yíng yíng yī wò) – means waist is slender enough to fit comfortably in one hand

[2] Implying they have the stamina of a donkey.