OSTF - 29

The recording of Su Mian’s string of idioms still echoed in the living room.

Chi Suisui very calmly turned around, without delay returning to her room to change into a set of loungewear.

Her original plan to wear a nightgown was also abandoned.

It would have been fine if it were just an ordinary accidental encounter, but the key was that her little loudspeaker was still playing downstairs, with surround sound throughout the entire house.

Chi Suisui suddenly felt a myriad of awkwardness.

When she went downstairs, the sound had been turned off, leaving only the little loudspeaker sitting innocently and pitifully on the table.

He Xingwang silently placed the groceries in the kitchen.

He had originally thought he would eat alone at home today, but who knew he would hear such a magical praise rap as soon as he returned.

Now, the image of Chi Suisui taking off her dress on the stairs flashed before his eyes, and the four-character idioms echoed in his ears.

“I thought you weren’t home.”

Chi Suisui coughed lightly, leaning against the kitchen island, intentionally or unintentionally hinting, “You turned off that background noise just now...”

“You’re talking about—”

He Xingwang leaned slightly closer and suddenly said, “Was it ‘peerless elegance’ or ‘divinely beautiful,’ or ‘you’re the most beautiful’?”

His expression was minimal, very serious.

When she heard Su Mian say it, Chi Suisui had found it very amusing, but hearing him repeat it like this, even though they were words of praise, they carried a subtle, strange feeling.

She never usually experienced embarrassment, yet in front of him, she felt completely exposed.

“I think I missed a word,” He Xingwang suddenly remembered.

Chi Suisui’s tailbone began to tingle, and she interrupted him, “Is this a carrot? Do you eat carrots?”

She held up a carrot in one hand.

It was as if she would shove the carrot into his mouth if he said another word.

“...”

He Xingwang’s gaze lingered on the carrot for a few seconds, considering the possibility of her action. In the end, he didn’t continue and lowered his head to wash the vegetables.

Water flowed through his fingers, making them appear slender and beautiful, captivating.

He raised his eyes. “I said I would go back on Monday.”

Seeing Chi Suisui’s gaze on his hands, He Xingwang lowered his head again and asked, “Do you like to eat this vegetable?”

“No.” Chi Suisui twirled the carrot and blinked. “I was looking at your hands. They’re very beautiful.”

He Xingwang’s movements paused.

In fact, more than one person had said this before. His Weibo fans often praised them like this, especially after competitions, in interview screenshots.

But those were all in writing. This was the first time he had heard it spoken aloud.

He Xingwang couldn’t help but look at Chi Suisui’s hand resting on the kitchen island. The island was light-colored, but her hand looked strikingly white against it.

Her ten fingers were slender and delicate.

Perhaps due to her profession, her nails were trimmed round and only painted with an inconspicuous healthy color, appearing particularly pink and tender.

He Xingwang’s mind suddenly flashed back to the image of Chi Suisui standing on the stairs a few minutes ago, her hands behind her back, clutching her dress.

He pursed his lips. “Your hands are also very beautiful.”

Chi Suisui said, “You sound like an emotionless compliment machine.”

“...”

He Xingwang looked up. “It’s the truth.”

Chi Suisui couldn’t help but smile. “Just saying. Did you buy enough for both of us to eat?”

She reached out to rummage through the bag.

Although there wasn’t much, it was clearly enough for two people.

“I originally reserved some for your dinner,” He Xingwang turned off the faucet, his fingertips still dripping.

“Okay, let’s eat it all for this meal then.”

Chi Suisui had originally planned to have a salad for lunch, but seeing that He Xingwang seemed to be about to cook, she hesitated.

It wasn’t easy to get a meal cooked by He Xingwang.

Chi Suisui weighed the options between “not being able to eat it for the next few months” and “sticking to her fitness plan today” for a few seconds, and decisively chose the former.

She could control her diet tomorrow, but the meal would be gone.

Her choice proved to be correct.

He Xingwang only made three dishes today, but each one was to her liking. Chi Suisui sat at the dining table and pondered for half a minute, finally concluding that it was probably a coincidence.

She and He Xingwang rarely had lunch or dinner at home.

She had been annoyed by the idea of marriage when she was young and naive, but later she thought that perhaps they might each find their true love.

After moving into the Bai’an Mansion, she felt that marriage wasn’t necessarily a bad idea.

He was good-looking, didn’t annoy her, and was quite generous.

The key was that he cooked delicious food. For a moment, Chi Suisui thought that marrying him just for the sake of future meals wouldn’t be a loss.

Moreover, she quite liked him now.

After eating, Chi Suisui voluntarily washed the dishes.

She couldn’t possibly eat He Xingwang’s cooking and then have him wash the dishes; that would make her look like a vicious young lady who enslaved her servants.

He had said he would go back on Monday, but due to something at the shooting sports center, He Xingwang received a call in the afternoon and had to go back to get something.

Today was only Saturday.

Although the Weibo incident had subsided a bit, it was still a hot topic of discussion.

Whether it was liked or reposted by He Xingwang, the comments were now off the charts, with many people watching the drama unfold.

【The blogger became famous overnight.】

【Sharp-eyed blogger, I also think the girl in that photo doesn’t have as good a figure as Chi Suisui. When she played the cello in a long dress, her waist was incredibly tiny.】

【God He has seen her in person, so of course he can tell if it’s Chi Suisui or not.】

【They must have gotten along well during the interview for him to publicly clarify. As expected, my God He’s character is top-notch!】

As for the Weibo post that He Xingwang reposted, there were even more people.

【You’re all fake fans.】

【I only care about achievements. His love life is none of my business. I just wish him happiness.】

【The reporter小姐姐 is great! So straightforward, didn’t try to ride the coattails, and even personally slapped the haters in the face. I love this kind of person!】

【Although the clarification is good... but love at first sight? I’m a little hesitant to believe it!】

【Maybe the food God He eats at the shooting sports center is too terrible. Having a beautiful fairy accompany him would make the meal more appealing. My explanation makes perfect sense.】

Due to the fame of Lin Jingmu and He Xingwang, Chi Suisui ended up in the middle of this news, and her Weibo gained tens of thousands of new followers.

Countless B-list celebrities cried themselves to sleep at home.

The number of these active fans, plus their activity level, completely crushed them.

At the shooting sports center, everyone knew about the online incident.

They weren’t usually prohibited from using their phones, but they didn’t use them for too long, because prolonged typing would reduce their sensitivity when holding a gun.

So, they often made phone calls directly when possible.

Unlike more than a decade ago, if they missed their families, they could directly make a video call.

Therefore, by the time they saw it, everything had already settled down, and the gossip had been circulating for half a day.

“Knock knock.”

Li Huaiming knocked on the door, his face eager, almost bursting in to ask, “God He, that Weibo thing, is it true or false?”

The door opened from the inside.

“What true or false?”

He Xingwang stood behind the door, holding a bag in his hand.

He had only come back today to get something, so he was still wearing casual clothes, his long legs straight and slender, his shoulders broad and waist narrow.

Li Huaiming was always jealous.

“It’s about Weibo, the Weibo you posted,” he gestured with his hands, winking. “The one about whether the food you ate was fragrant or not.”

“Have you not eaten with me before?”

He Xingwang glanced at him faintly.

Li Huaiming carefully recalled. It seemed they had indeed eaten together countless times, but he had never thought about whether the food was fragrant or not.

It seemed... it really was fragrant?

Anyway, whenever he was there, he always finished his meal.

Li Huaiming wasn’t sure if it was because of God He’s imposing presence that he ate everything clean, or because the food was really delicious.

“If you’ve thought it through, move aside.”

He Xingwang reached out to close the door.

“It’s not—”

Before Li Huaiming could finish the two words, the door slammed shut.

Su Zhi emerged from behind, imitating the coach’s usual old-man-style hands behind his back. “Xiao Li, you need to be more careful.”

“...”

“Wasn’t the last time clear enough? You even wanted to specifically request reporter Chi for an interview. I think you’d be better off focusing on winning a gold medal at the World Cup.”

No one at the shooting sports center was unaware of He Xingwang’s attitude.

He was very serious about achievements.

What he said was never false.

Because it was the weekend and she had nothing to do, Chi Suisui stayed home all afternoon.

She had roughly browsed the Weibo incident. This matter no longer had much impact on her. Instead, Zhang Yueran’s name was occasionally brought up for科普 (popular science explanation).

It was said that Zhang Yueran had been suspended for a month, and whether she could continue working after a month was still a question.

On the other hand, many people had dug up Zhang Yueran’s past.

Chi Suisui and Zhang Yueran weren’t from the same school. Chi Suisui was a local Nancheng resident, but she didn’t get into the local S University and went to study elsewhere.

Some netizens from the same school on Weibo revealed that Zhang Yueran looked down on a roommate who was a student from a poor family, and even tried to isolate her. However, the other roommates didn’t agree, and in the end, Zhang Yueran herself created trouble for no reason.

Chi Suisui believed the authenticity of this gossip.

With Zhang Yueran’s personality, she could do such a thing.

Chi Suisui cut some melon and went to cool off under the flower trellis on the second floor.

This area was something she had requested to be set up. The vines had completely covered the top, and the hanging green vines缠绕 (twined) around the surrounding pillars.

The scent of grass and flowers was pleasant.

Chi Suisui felt sleepy as she swayed on the recliner. The phone on the table happened to ring at this moment.

Song Miaoli: 【Suier, do you not want your physical examination results?】

Song Miaoli: 【I don’t have time today, so you’ll have to come get them yourself.】

Chi Suisui replied with an “okay.”

The hospital was particularly busy on weekends, and Song Miaoli was in charge of the emergency department, so patients could be brought in at any time.

In previous years, after her physical examination, Song Miaoli would conveniently pick up the results from other departments and bring them back to her.

Getting them herself was fine.

Chi Suisui also wanted to see how Song Miaoli’s pursuit of her crush was going. The progress was still at the point where Song Miaoli almost blew it because of the Patek Philippe watch last time.

The hospital was bustling with people coming and going—family members, patients, and doctors.

The emergency department had even more people than other areas. Song Miaoli had told Chi Suisui before about a patient who had been sent in for a week, and none of their family members answered the phone.

Finally, someone answered and upon hearing that the payment had already been made, they came over immediately.

“Here, your physical examination report, no problems,” Song Miaoli handed it to her. “Healthy and ready to get married.”

Chi Suisui didn’t comment on her last sentence.

“He Xingwang publicly explained for you online. How does it feel?” Song Miaoli winked at her. “Isn’t it exciting?”

“Do you want to experience it too?” Chi Suisui asked.

“I do,” Song Miaoli said, “but there’s no opportunity.”

Chi Suisui raised an eyebrow. “I can mention it to He Xingwang and have you appear on his Weibo. I wouldn’t mind a referral fee.”

“...Never mind,” Song Miaoli wrinkled her nose.

Taking advantage of the fact that Doctor Song was currently free, Chi Suisui couldn’t help but recount what had happened at home today.

“Hahahaha, really?” Song Miaoli said incredulously, “That explosive? And he actually held back?”

“Speak properly,” Chi Suisui glanced at her.

Song Miaoli put her hand on her shoulder. “No, Suisui. Your face, your figure, and especially when you were taking off your clothes, didn’t He Xingwang feel anything?”

Chi Suisui looked at her.

As the two were chatting, several people came out of a ward in the corridor behind them.

The nurses’ and doctors’ attire in the hospital was distinctly different. Song Miaoli, wearing a white coat and standing next to Chi Suisui, was very conspicuous.

“Did you give my son the wrong medicine?!”

A middle-aged woman rushed up from behind and grabbed Song Miaoli’s arm, pulling her off balance and causing her to stumble backward.

Chi Suisui reacted quickly, reaching out to grab her and prevent her from falling.

A nurse nearby ran over to stop them. “Family member of bed 12, please speak calmly, don’t resort to violence... ah!”

The young nurse was small and not very strong, and was directly thrown aside.

“I’m looking for the doctor, get out of my way!” The woman was relentless, still not letting go. “You’re the doctor, you tell me! Are you quacks?!”

Song Miaoli reached out to pull away. “We didn’t use the wrong medication. The records are all there, you can look at them yourself.”

Chi Suisui directly took the clipboard with Song Miaoli’s notes and slapped it on the middle-aged woman’s arm. The woman cried out in pain and let go.

She was about to rush forward again, relying on brute force, when Gu Nanyan happened to turn into the corridor from the elevator and directly pulled Song Miaoli behind him.

With him there, Chi Suisui finally turned her head to look.

“The doctor hit someone! The doctor hit someone!”

Seeing this, the woman directly sat on the ground and began to wail loudly.

The entire corridor became noisy and chaotic, and all attention was drawn over.

Chi Suisui placed the clipboard in her hand on a nearby counter and coldly watched her throw a tantrum. “Excuse me, I’m not a doctor.”

She usually couldn’t bear to scold Doctor Song.

But she didn’t mind “confirming” these words.