The car jolted abnormally, and Shi Nianhuan was simply too sleepy. She did not even know when she had fallen asleep.
Because she was asleep, Shi Nianhuan kept unconsciously tilting her head toward Jiang Chenyu.
Jiang Chenyu pulled her head upright with great disdain, then deliberately shifted farther away.
But before long, Shi Nianhuan’s head fell again, landing squarely on his shoulder.
Jiang Chenyu continued pulling her head upright with tireless enthusiasm.
After it happened so many times, even Lin Xiangyang, who was driving in front, could no longer stand watching.
He could not help criticizing Jiang Chenyu: “What’s wrong with you, kid? What would it hurt to let our Meimei sleep on your shoulder for a while?”
Jiang Chenyu glared furiously at Lin Xiangyang.
Shi Nianhuan was his younger sister. Since when had she become Lin Xiangyang’s younger sister?
When they arrived, Lin Xiangyang took quite a while to wake Shi Nianhuan.
Shi Nianhuan’s eyes were red, like a little white rabbit that had secretly eaten a carrot.
She rubbed her eyes, doing her best to wake herself, but her eyelids suddenly seemed to become three layers thick.
Lin Xiangyang slightly frowned and finally realized that something was wrong. His palm was slightly cool, and his large hand naturally covered Shi Nianhuan’s forehead.
Shi Nianhuan did not blink. She did not know anything and could only feel that Lin Xiangyang was especially, especially close to her at that moment.
His handsome brows and eyes were close enough to touch simply by reaching out.
“Does your head hurt?” Lin Xiangyang’s clean voice sounded softly beside Shi Nianhuan.
Shi Nianhuan nodded. Her drowsiness had never left her from beginning to end.
Lin Xiangyang rose and said to Jiang Chenyu and Momo, who were waiting outside the car, “I think Nianhuan has a fever. How about we take her to the hospital first?”
Jiang Chenyu’s already unpleasant expression turned terrifyingly dark at that moment.
The tense lines of his face made him look cold from head to toe.
“She has a fever?” Jiang Chenyu pulled Lin Xiangyang over, then bent down and leaned into the car himself. In that short while, Shi Nianhuan had already closed her eyes and was sleeping soundly.
Jiang Chenyu touched Shi Nianhuan’s forehead with his own. It was indeed very hot. His hand lingered on Shi Nianhuan’s cheek for a moment before he straightened and looked at Lin Xiangyang. “All right, you two go eat. I’ll take her to the hospital.”
“Huh?” Lin Xiangyang still wanted to say something, but Jiang Chenyu had already drove away quickly.
“What? Feeling sorry for her?” Momo asked softly, a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
Lin Xiangyang reached out and pulled over Momo by the shoulder. He smiled exceptionally brightly. “What nonsense are you talking about? That’s my younger sister. You’re jealous just because I showed her a little concern.”
When the doctor told Jiang Chenyu that Shi Nianhuan had a high fever of thirty-nine and a half degrees, and that something might happen if it continued for a while, Jiang Chenyu still could not believe it.
They had lived together for more than ten years, yet Jiang Chenyu had never paid much attention to this younger sister. Now, he was accompanying her at the hospital in the middle of the night while she received an IV.
When Shi Nianhuan woke up, the IV was not yet finished, while Jiang Chenyu was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
The moment she saw him, Shi Nianhuan froze, so frightened that her expression changed completely.
This was the first time Shi Nianhuan had seen Jiang Chenyu asleep: his tightly closed eyes, high nose bridge, and cold expression. Even when sleeping, he was still devastatingly handsome.
But a second later, Shi Nianhuan could not stop herself from laughing foolishly.
She had actually seen Jiang Chenyu drooling.
The drool flowed from his mouth onto his hand and the bedsheet.
Shi Nianhuan found it incredibly amusing. Jiang Chenyu drooling in his sleep could probably become major news.
Shi Nianhuan carefully took out her mobile phone, preparing to take a close-up of Jiang Chenyu.
She leaned close to Jiang Chenyu and took several pictures with several clicks. Before she had time to admire her artistic achievement, Jiang Chenyu woke up.
He suddenly opened his eyes and met hers. This time, Shi Nianhuan was genuinely frightened.
“What are you doing?” Out of instinct, Jiang Chenyu asked subconsciously.
Shi Nianhuan hurriedly put away her mobile phone and denied it in a fluster. “I didn’t do anything.”
“Hmm?” Jiang Chenyu slightly frowned, half believing her.
At that very moment, the drool hanging from his chin fell onto his trousers with a wet plop.
Jiang Chenyu lowered his head and saw an obvious wet stain between his thighs.
The entire world fell silent.
Shi Nianhuan held back her laughter for quite a while, but finally could not contain it and burst out laughing.
Jiang Chenyu glared at her in extraordinary fury, but it had no effect.
Jiang Chenyu rose and slammed the door as he left.
This was the first time Shi Nianhuan had laughed loudly in front of Jiang Chenyu, laughing without holding anything back.
Jiang Chenyu wandered through the corridor for a long time, but in the end, he could not bring himself to leave a sick little girl alone in the hospital.
His anger just now was merely because Shi Nianhuan had seen him in such an embarrassing state.
Jiang Chenyu felt that, in front of Shi Nianhuan, he should always have been aloof and cold, not a foolish boy who drooled in his sleep.
Drooling... Whenever he thought of those three words, Jiang Chenyu could not help clenching his fists.
By the time the IV was finished, it was the middle of the night. Shi Nianhuan followed carefully behind Jiang Chenyu.
Once they reached the parking lot, Shi Nianhuan tried even harder not to make the slightest sound.
She had truly been too careless just now, revealing her true nature in front of Jiang Chenyu. That sinister man—who knew how he would deal with her in the future?
“Get in the car.” Jiang Chenyu opened the car door and spoke viciously to Shi Nianhuan.
Shi Nianhuan docilely got into the car. Jiang Chenyu radiated an aura that warned others to stay away, so Shi Nianhuan naturally did not provoke him.
After finally enduring the journey home, Shi Nianhuan thought her weekend had ended there. She would get up even a little later tomorrow morning, then go straight to school and avoid interacting with Jiang Chenyu again.
But once they got home, it turned into Jiang Chenyu following her.
She went to the kitchen to drink lemon water, and Jiang Chenyu followed her there too.
She tried her best to remain calm, but while she gulped down the water, Jiang Chenyu simply stared at her without moving.
His stare made her scalp prickle.
Shi Nianhuan finally could not help it. Holding the cup in her hand, she asked cautiously, “Do you... want some too?”
Jiang Chenyu did not answer. It was obvious that his interest was not in the lemon water, but in her.
“Do you like Lin Xiangyang?” At last, Jiang Chenyu slowly spoke. His gaze was as sharp as an eagle’s, and his lips were tightly pursed, so thin that they made one want to flip them open and close them with a hand.
But the question Jiang Chenyu asked made her feel truly frightened—not merely frightened, but panicked.
She felt that she had concealed it very well. How could Jiang Chenyu know?
“I don’t like him.” Shi Nianhuan denied it immediately.
Jiang Chenyu fell silent for a long while before slowly saying, “It had better be that way. He is my best friend, and I don’t want you to hurt him.”
Hurt... He had used the word “hurt.”