She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 335 He's Even in My Dreams
The tea house's opening hours were postponed until the evening. Yesterday, they planned to have a group dinner, and Chen Lin went to buy ingredients early in the morning. They planned to have hot pot at the tea house for lunch.

The familiar group of five, Jia Ge casually opened a bottle of Wei Yi and placed it next to Jiang Yue, while Shen Manzhi sat alone on one side and waved for a bottle.

Ah Fei was opening a beer when he heard the noise and looked at her. "What's going on, Sister Zhi?"

At these kinds of gatherings, people are usually expected to drink to their hearts' content. Last time, Shen Manzhi got drunk and the next day she remembered what she had done, which made her feel somewhat uneasy.

She hadn't seen Qin Yanfeng for many days, and if she drank too much, she didn't know what she would say on the phone.

She smiled and unleashed her secret weapon, "I caught a cold a couple of days ago and I'm taking medicine."

Chen Lin was mixing the dipping sauce. "Are you feeling better? Shall I make you something lighter?"

Shen Manzhi waved her hand, "I'm much better now, I won't drink anymore."

"alright."

Ah Fei pursed his lips and opened a bottle for everyone else.

He Jia put the wine away and simply moved a case of Wei Yi wine from behind him to their side, saying, "Then eat more meat."

Jiang Yue handed her his bottle with a thin tube inserted into it.

The atmosphere was the same as before, but there were some changes.

After joking around with Jiang Yue for a while, they started talking about their future plans.

"There are quite a few young people there, and they invited me to form a band. Later on, we will participate in some invitational competitions and then tour abroad."

Jiang Yue spoke modestly, saying he was a young man, but the second half of his sentence made everyone instantly realize that it was more likely that some well-known musicians in the industry wanted to bring him in because they appreciated him.

Ah Fei couldn't help but agree wholeheartedly, "That's great, Jiang Zai! Go have fun whenever you have the chance. You're still so young, you have plenty of time!"

Jiang Yue subconsciously looked at Shen Manzhi.

This time it's not about crossing boundaries to desire affection, but rather the younger person wanting to receive expectations and affirmation from the older person.

Shen Manzhi brushed a stray hair behind her ear and tucked it behind her ear. Her eyes were moist from the heat, and she leaned back slightly.

"That's great! Take advantage of your youth and do what you want. The higher you go, the better. Tea House will always be your support."

He Jia raised his glass, "Come on, let's celebrate Jiang Zai reaching a new level!"

"congratulate!"

Jiang Yue smiled, her eyes slightly moist.

Only then did he truly understand what Shen Manzhi meant by those words.

The young man exuded a spirited and unrestrained air.

Because friends who share the same ideals will send their sincerest blessings when someone has the opportunity to go to a wider world.

They are a group; some may leave temporarily, while others may join along the way.

But every person is irreplaceable.

"I have a great idea!"

Afei jumped onto the stage full of energy, picked up a guitar and played a melody, "I know what the theme of our event is!"

Chen Lin shrugged. "They're obviously drunk."

Shen Manzhi smiled. "When is the event scheduled?"

"One week later, on the eve of the Lunar New Year."

New Year approached.

Shen Manzhi's thoughts drifted for a moment.

In the afternoon, the group discussed the theme of the event, and they didn't leave until the business opened at six o'clock.

Shen Manzhi left first, and Qin Yanfeng did not return or contact her again.

Although the people who were following her had been taken away, Baihu was still worried about leaving her alone, so he waited for her in the East District early on.

Seeing her get in, Baihu glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "There's been progress on Akso's side. Shall we go over?"

Shen Manzhi rubbed her temples and closed her eyes. "I'll contact her later."

Seeing that she looked tired, Baihu asked, "Shall I take you back?"

"Go to Tan Garden."

Baihu had never been to this place before. Following the navigation, before even entering the residential area, he saw a man standing by the roadside, holding a cat and leading a dog.

Zhou Mi squinted, scratching the cat's chin as he watched the people getting out of the car.

A black turtleneck sweater paired with a brown short jacket, and slim-fit jeans tucked into ankle boots—as always, she exudes a cool and stylish vibe.

He chuckled, "You two are such busy people."

Shen Manzhi was not surprised to see Zhou Mi at Bai Qing's residence. She took the cat carrier, hugged Zhizhi, and said, "Thanks."

The fairy wagged its tail, raised its front paws, and bowed to the beautiful woman. Zhou Mi pulled the leash back a little. "Let's go back quickly. The weather forecast says it will rain tonight."

It clung to Shen Manzhi, calling her affectionately, and snuggled closer to her in her arms.

She glanced at Zhou Mi, "You..."

Zhou Mi raised an eyebrow, but stopped when she seemed about to speak. "What's wrong?"

Shen Manzhi pursed her lips. "It's alright, let's go back."

After saying that, she turned around and got into the car.

The fairy whimpered, wanting to follow, but Zhou Mi wrapped the black Bentley around his hand a few times and pulled it back, watching it leave, somewhat puzzled.

Weather forecasts are usually not very accurate, but this time was an exception. When Shen Manzhi returned to Blue Bay with the cat in her arms, a sudden downpour began.

The weather was gloomy and cold. She sat in front of the fireplace with Zhizhi in her arms for a while, and then Akso's message came through.

She switched to voice mode, connected via Bluetooth, and put on her headphones.

A thick plush carpet was laid on the floor, but Zhizhi still jumped onto Shen Manzhi's lap and curled up in her arms.

Akso's voice came from the other end, "These six people are from two different organizations. Four of them are Asian, and coincidentally, one of them is a local. I've already found out the organizations behind their tattoos; they're from a neighboring country called Xiao Niao."

"Where are the other two?"

Speaking of this, Akso snorted, "Judging from his appearance, he's from Europe or America, but he doesn't have any tattoos or markings on his body."

Shen Manzhi pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "Xiao Niao doesn't have the guts to come to China to take on jobs."

The sound of a lighter came from Akso's end. "So is it possible that these four people from Xiao Niao were brought in to mislead people? After all, Western faces are quite conspicuous here, while Asians seem much more normal. They are obviously very familiar with this area."

Shen Manzhi raised her hand and touched her forehead.

This makes sense, since the first signs of wanting to completely control her power are from overseas.

The real force that wanted to capture her was the power behind those two foreigners, who had also hired Xiao Niao's people as their "shield" in China.

Akso clicked his tongue lightly, "Those two are tight-lipped and I can't get them to say anything. I'm considering using another method."

Shen Manzhi was feeling quite exhausted. Perhaps it was because of the cold wind, but she felt unwell. She immediately gave the order, "Let's put a bounty on the internal network."

Akso, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, responded and quickly hung up the call.

It was still raining outside, but Shen Manzhi stayed curled up in the chair, not wanting to move. She just rubbed her hands together anxiously, then remembered that it should be dinner time.

She threw off the blanket and got up, feeling dizzy for a moment and a little cold all over.

I haven't been hungry since lunch, I have no appetite, and I feel extremely tired.

After preparing the cat food, she took her pajamas and went to take a shower. Still feeling cold afterward, she stood by the kitchen counter drinking hot water, thinking that her excuse of using a cold to avoid drinking at noon had ultimately come true. She rarely caught colds and always toughed it out, so she didn't have the habit of keeping cold medicine at home.

I checked my phone before going to sleep, but there were still no messages.

She was terribly cold all over, and even though she was wrapped in a silk quilt, she was still shivering. Her head was also dizzy. The symptoms of this cold had come on so suddenly.

My body felt so heavy that I buried myself in the blankets, thinking that I would feel better after a good night's sleep and sweating it out.

Things always got better this way.

Half-asleep, she remembered that the last time she caught a cold was last year, when she and Qin Yanfeng were already engaged.

After working non-stop for several days, she suddenly fell ill the night she left the Shen family. At that time, she thought that she would get through it.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yanfeng actually had time to take care of her, take her temperature, feed her medicine, and even threaten her to go to the hospital if she didn't obey.

This is so annoying...

Shen Manzhi shrank further into the quilt, curling up completely. Only the warm thing in her arms kept her body warm. She reached out and touched it; it was soft, long hair.

Animals are intelligent and perhaps knowing that their owner was not feeling well, they jumped onto the bed and circled around her anxiously a few times before finally crawling under the covers and snuggling into her arms.

Shen Manzhi drifted off to sleep again, perhaps thinking of Qin Yanfeng, because he even dreamed of him.

Even the physical sensations on my body were very noticeable; the thermometer was placed under my armpit, and my sweaty face was gently wiped.

Her heart was beating a little fast and she felt inexplicably flustered, perhaps because in her dream, little temper tantrums and grievances that she never usually showed welled up without restraint.

"Qin Yanfeng, I'm feeling terrible."

Qin Yanfeng sat on the edge of the bed, the warm yellow light of the bedside lamp making him look incredibly gentle. He half-lifted her up, saying, "Be good, take your medicine."

She frowned slightly. "I won't eat."

But she held onto his hand and wouldn't let go.

In the dream, Qin Yanfeng had a bad temper and was dressed in a shirt and trousers, looking just like an authoritative executive.

He had no expression. "If you don't want to take medicine, then let's do some exercise, and you won't feel so bad."

Shen Manzhi's eyes froze, as if she had thought about it seriously for a moment, then she looked up at him, her wet eyes both innocent and alluring, "Will it be more comfortable than taking medicine?"

Qin Yanfeng was silent for a moment, and the dark look in his eyes was finally concealed. He was so angry that he laughed.

"It feels good, but it's not effective; you still need to take your medication."

Really annoying.

Shen Manzhi wanted to push him away, but since she had finally dreamed of him, she couldn't bear to let go.

She complained, "You're no good at all."

Qin Yanfeng raised an eyebrow, rarely seeing her so childlike. He felt incredibly soft-hearted and reached into her collar to retrieve the thermometer.

Shen Manzhi clutched her chest tightly, looking at him with a vivid and incredulous expression.

I have a cold!

Qin Yanfeng lifted her chin and kissed her, then quickly took out the thermometer. "You knew that too?"

With a temperature of 39℃, he patiently comforted the person, saying, "You'll feel better after taking the medicine."

Shen Manzhi looked at him with a mixture of belief and doubt.

Qin Yanfeng in my dream was just too handsome. Although his white shirt looked a bit cold and aloof, the unbuttoned collar revealed a gentlemanly restraint. Especially his deep, affectionate eyes, which were fixed on her, showed a clear and tender affection that lingered long after.

As she looked at him, she suddenly said, "Let me kiss you."

Qin Yanfeng had already fed her the medicine, but he lifted his eyelids to glance at her, a smile playing on his lips before he pressed his cheek against his hand to suppress it.

"You have a cold, it's contagious."

Rejected, Shen Manzhi pursed her lips slightly, looked away, and her long eyelashes were wet as if she were extremely aggrieved.

The next second, a long, strong hand supported her neck, and a gentle kiss landed on her lips.

The medicine wasn't actually bitter, but if you didn't swallow it in time, it would leave a bitter taste in your throat. Shen Manzhi snuggled into his arms and rubbed against him.

Even the smells in my dreams are so wonderful.

The next second, a small piece of candy was stuffed into her mouth.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she woke up drenched in sweat, her pajamas damp. Shen Manzhi propped herself up and sat up. The empty room was dark and there was no one else there.

Her expression was blank, and she felt a strange pang of sadness, her heart empty.

The cat was no longer in my arms, my body was no longer shivering, I felt light after sweating, and I had made it through again.

The dream felt so real that I actually believed it was him.

She remembered even the smallest details of her dream clearly, and thankfully it was just a dream, otherwise...

It's too embarrassing.

Shen Manzhi let out a soft breath. She and Qin Yanfeng had only been apart for a week, and she couldn't bear to see him leave, even in her dreams.

During the days when Qin Yanfeng was waiting for her, did he dream of her countless times?

Every time I wake up, I am still alone.

So this is what it feels like.

The doorknob turned.

She snapped out of her reverie and instinctively became fully alert.

Light streamed in through the open door, and a tall figure stood in the doorway, holding a water glass. His voice was gentle and deep, "Awake?"

Shen Manzhi's wariness returned, replaced by a faster heartbeat. She was still a little dazed as she watched the person approach, wondering if she was dreaming again.

It wasn't until the soft light by the bedside was turned on that she could finally see Qin Yanfeng's face clearly.

He changed his clothes; the light sweater made him look a bit softer, quite different from the person in his dream. He gently fed her water.

Qin Yanfeng looked at her fixed gaze, a subtle smile curving his lips. He put down his water glass and pressed his hand against her forehead. "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Shen Manzhi raised her hand and grasped his wrist, gently squeezing it. It was warm and real. She murmured, "It's not a dream."

"Qin Yanfeng".

The fever had subsided, and Qin Yanfeng let her hold his wrist. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he didn't quite hear what she had just said. "Hmm?"

Shen Manzhi felt a tightness in her chest, but her expression remained calm and composed. "Why are you back?"

But her moist, slowly reddening eyes still struck Qin Yanfeng's heart.

A woman's skin, damp with sweat, is fair and rosy, delicate and soft, carrying a hint of grievance that is hard to detect yet unconsciously revealed, making her truly pitiful.

Recalling her murmur just now, she must have thought she was dreaming.

What she really wanted to say wasn't, "Why are you back?"

Instead, it was, "Why did it take you so long to get back?"

Qin Yanfeng's heart was enveloped by her gaze, softening into a cloud. He raised his hand to stroke her cheek and leaned in to kiss her beautiful eyes.

His voice was low and husky as he responded with a kiss.

"I'm sorry, things outside have taken too long to resolve."

How could someone bully someone while their wife is sick?