Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Thanks to timely intravenous infusion, Shen Mingchao's illness came on quickly and went away quickly, leaving her only with Baojuan's throat.

A very familiar process.

Shen Mingchao suddenly recalled some unpleasant memories. He remembered that in the deep winter of that year, the whole family played Werewolf, and no one could predict which night they would be "caught". Coincidentally, there was always one normal person left to cook.

Looking back now, that experience feels like it happened in a past life.

It's hardly a wonderful thing.

Now it has become an unattainable dream for her.

It's truly heartbreaking.

Shen Mingchao found it absurd. Her face remained expressionless, but tears fell unexpectedly like beads from a broken string.

This startled those around her, who hurriedly asked if she was still feeling unwell and anxiously turned around to call for help.

She grabbed the other person's forearm.

When the other person looked over, he gently shook his head.

Not wanting to speak in Bao Juan's voice, Shen Mingchao typed on his phone and showed it to the other person.

[Brother Meng, I'm not upset.]

Fearing Wang Meng wouldn't believe her, she repeated it again.

[Really, my fever has gone down; I just kept thinking about things from the past.]

After waking up, Shen Mingchao roughly guessed from the conversation that Huo Daofu had stayed with her until dawn, and only went to sleep after she finished her IV drip and made sure her fever had subsided.

We can't keep bothering them.

"Oh, is that so?" Wang Meng sat down again without asking any further questions. He knew that Shen Mingchao was thinking about something sad, so he tried to change the subject.

"This is white fungus and pear soup. Fatty specially made it this morning and asked me to bring it over for you to try. He said that when a person is recovering from a serious illness, they should drink something sweet to get rid of the bitterness in their mouth." As he spoke, Wang Meng handed over a package.

The plus-size mom is so thoughtful.

Shen Mingchao scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth. The sweet pear aroma instantly filled his mouth, making him feel much more refreshed.

"Ming Dynasty".

"kindness?"

Wang Meng stared intently at Shen Mingchao. Her sickly appearance did not make her look haggard; instead, it added a touch of ethereal beauty.

Some words get stuck in my throat, and after much hesitation, despite my reluctance, I still have to say them.

"I've come to say goodbye."

If he weren't about to leave, given how petty the bosses are, they wouldn't have let him come looking for someone on his own.

Shen Mingchao guessed the reason and immediately typed on his phone: [Are you going back to Wushan Residence?]

After reading it, Wang Meng smiled helplessly.

This girl is so clever; she understands things immediately.

He said, "Yes, it's time for us to take turns. And the White Snake, he came by once before you woke up, but he's already left and asked me to tell you."

Shen Mingchao nodded: [I know, I saw Brother Bai She's message. It's okay, work is the priority. I usually help out at the guesthouse business.]

She knew what kind of work these people did.

After finishing the first half of the original work, her emotions and rationality split into two camps.

On the one hand, she knew that what she was doing was illegal.

On the other hand, after so long, she could feel their kindness towards her, which was genuine, and she couldn't bring herself to complain after receiving their kindness.

Moreover, it would be extremely foolish to act like a hero without any real ability.

So let's leave it at that for now. I don't understand, but I respect it.

Wang Meng, standing to the side, had no idea that Shen Mingchao had thought so much; he simply had one last selfish thought before leaving.

Wang Meng slowly reached out his hand, his hand hesitant and tentative, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Shen Mingchao clearly noticed his actions, but he didn't react at all, which was undoubtedly a tacit suggestion of indulgence.

He finally made up his mind and placed his palm completely on the top of the girl's head, rubbing it with the lightest possible pressure.

"You don't need to worry about the guesthouse. Kan Jian will take over after we leave."

"Ming Dynasty, if you're unhappy, you can message me. I'm always ready to play games with you. You know I'm very free."

The man's voice was as light as a feather.

Ignoring the actual situation, Shen Mingchao was quite touched. But she really wanted to say: "Brother, you're my own brother. With our rusty skills, are you sure I'd be happy playing games with you?"

Of course, despite his inner complaints, Shen Mingchao still gave Wang Meng an "OK" sign on the surface.

It's okay. Even if we don't play ranked matches, we can still have fun playing casual matches, just for fun.

*

Shen Mingchao did not expect that she had just seen off the White Snake King Alliance in the morning, and then saw off Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi in the afternoon.

She could understand the former perfectly. The boss was extremely busy, and it was already the limit for him to spare so much time. Such a large company couldn't function without the boss in charge.

Although in her dream she was reading the original novel in a rush, she skimmed through much of the content.

But she still knew that Xie Yuchen had taken over the family at the age of eight, and in an environment surrounded by wolves, he had managed to firmly establish himself as the head of the family. The countless hardships and dangers he had endured could not be explained in a few words. She wondered how much suffering he had endured to become such a figure.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

A single sentence brought Shen Mingchao back to reality.

Standing before her now was Xie, a leader who had already taken charge and was firmly in control of the situation. What she was fortunate enough to witness was the most magnificent and dazzling bloom of this flower that had been tempered by wind and rain for many years.

This is her good fortune.

Shen Mingchao looked down and typed two words on his phone.

[nice]

Very straightforward, very simple, yet it strikes right at the soul.

Suddenly a breeze drifted in through the window, carrying a slight chill, and gently stirred the bangs on the man's forehead.

Xie Yuchen slowly lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a shadow beneath them. He let out a long sigh, thinking that a saying on the internet was true: sincerity really is a killer move.

I'm truly defeated by her.

"Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

When Xie Yuchen learned that Shen Mingchao was ill, he wanted to stay a few more days, but unfortunately, the people in Beijing were pressing him too hard.

Shen Mingchao shook his head and held up his phone.

[It's much better now, don't worry.]

[Little Flower Brother, please be careful on the road.]

"What about your throat?" Xie Yuchen asked again.

This was a bit awkward. Based on his past experience, Shen Mingchao replied, "[Being mute and speaking like Donald Duck is a side effect of the fever; it will return to normal in a few days.]"

Upon seeing the words "Donald Duck," Xie Yuchen couldn't help but smile, but out of consideration for the other party's feelings, he restrained himself.

At the same time, a dark figure burst in from outside the door, with that familiar manner.

"My dearest, I don't know when we'll meet again after this parting~ I, the blind man, am truly reluctant to part with you~"

Shen Mingchao felt that it would be very appropriate to give Hei Xiazi a crying, handkerchief-biting emoji at this moment.

She was so shocked she got goosebumps all over.

Shen Mingchao looked disgusted and frantically tapped her phone screen, which displayed the roar of anger in her heart.

[Hey, please don't harass the patient, sir!]

Xie Yuchen found this farce utterly disgusting and stepped forward to enforce the law.

"Blind man, the car that's picking us up is almost here."

As he was leaving, Hei Xiazi clung to the doorframe, reluctant to part, and even held a white handkerchief he had pulled out from somewhere, waving it at Shen Mingchao.

"Qingqing, I'm leaving now, blind man~ Don't miss me too much~"

Shen Mingchao picked at his ears, thinking: This is unbelievable, the sound is so clear even from so far away.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Xie Yuchen and Wu Xie, who had just returned, happened to run into each other.

Xie Yuchen said, "As far as I know, people will still come to Yucun during this period."

Wu Xie immediately became alert: "You've come to see the Ming Dynasty?"

"No."

Xie Yuchen shook his head: "I came to see you."

"I???"

Xie Yuchen sighed, smiled enigmatically, and patted Wu Xie on the shoulder: "Wu Xie, debts must be repaid. I'm leaving now. Remember to take good care of Mingchao."