I was blacklisted by the whole network at the beginning, but I became popular after surviving in the

Zhuang Yumian pointed at her phone and said, "That's what the trending searches are saying."

Wen Qingyan took a look and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"But I didn't say that."

Song Yuge packed up the medicine bag and looked over. "Otherwise, could it be that your brother still likes Shen Zhiyi?"

After the words were spoken, the cabin fell into a brief silence.

"puff--"

Wen Qingyan just drank a mouthful of cold water and spat it out.

He widened his eyes, looked at Song Yuge in horror, and shouted, "Of course not!"

My dear sister-in-law, you are so bold to say that.

Song Yuge: "..."

She lowered her eyes to the water on the floor and pointed at it, "Clean this up after the fever goes away."

Wen Qingyan nodded quickly, and then hurriedly explained very seriously.

"My brother, absolutely! There's no way he likes Shen Zhiyi!"

Song Yuge raised an eyebrow, "How could you know so clearly who your brother likes?"

"Of course, because my brother likes..."

The words are already on the tip of my tongue.

Wen Qingyan swallowed his words silently under Song Yuge's expectant gaze, "I... can't say."

Song Yuwei, who was enjoying this for the first time, breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "I thought your brother liked you."

"What the hell, what did you say?"

Wen Qingyan's hair stood on end instantly. "That's not right. It could kill people!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the camera furtively.

[What the hell? Could the brother that Fourth Young Master Wen was talking about be that guy?]

[Yes! That's the one who holds the most mysterious power in the Wen family. Both the Wen family and the Wen clan belong to him.]

[A person like this actually already has someone he likes? Who is that person?]

[This is so funny! Our Yiyi is the only one who looks down on old people.]

"Old man? If you have the guts, go to the Shen Group's official Weibo and say that. See how they respond."

Song Yuge and Zhuang Yumian looked at each other.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Does your brother watch this show too?"

Wen Qingyan: “…”

His face was full of tears.

Don’t ask, don’t ask.

If he continued asking, he would really be hung up and beaten.

"Okay, I won't ask you anymore."

Song Yuge wanted to laugh when he saw him looking like he was ready to run away at any time.

"What would you like for breakfast?" she asked.

Song Yuwei's eyes lit up when she remembered the aroma of food she smelled yesterday, but she said, "I can eat anything."

Such fragrant food must be delicious no matter what it is.

Zhuang Yumian blinked, "Yuge, seafood porridge."

I picked some clams yesterday and planned to make porridge with them today.

Wen Qingyan swallowed subconsciously, "I want to eat clams too!"

Song Yuge glanced at him and said, "No, you can't eat seafood."

"Why?" Wen Qingyan was furious. "Why can't I eat it?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"Don't you have a fever? You can't take medicine with seafood."

The voice was low but inexplicably cold.

Wen Qingyan's scalp tingled. He slowly turned around and tried to force out a smile that was uglier than crying. "Good morning, Xiao Wen."

Wen Yuan glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "Make way."

Wen Qingyan jumped to the wall.

Then the man had a bucket of water in his hand and a piece of cloth in his hand, and he carefully wiped the floor that Wen Qingyan had just sprayed with water.

That location was right next to Song Yuge's sleeping bag.

Wen Qingyan saw his movements, "..."

Brother, you despise me.

But he didn't dare to say.

I can only chirp quietly.

Song Yuge was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Xiao Wen, good morning, when did you wake up?"

"Just woke up."

The man's voice softened a bit.

He was careful and serious in his actions, even more serious than when negotiating a contract worth tens or hundreds of billions of dollars.

Wen Qingyan pulled the corners of his lips and lied.

I just woke up. Did you conjure up this bucket of water?

Zhuang Yumian and Song Yuwei inexplicably felt a sense of pressure. After saying something to Song Yuge, they went to clean up and wash up.

Wen Qingyan also ran away decisively.

Suddenly, only Song Yuge and Wen Yuan were left here.

The girl wanted to squat down, but it was a bit difficult.

She lowered her eyes to look at the flesh on her belly and sighed.

"Xiao Wen, actually I can take care of this later, you don't have to do it."

"It's okay, just something that happens easily."

Wen Yuan wrung out the towel in his hand, looking as if hesitant about something.

Song Yuge was suspicious, "What's wrong?"

"you……"

"Ok?"

Wen Yuan looked up at her and paused, "Actually, what's on the trending search isn't true."

"What hot search?"

"No...it was lost by Wen Qingyan's brother." He explained.

When Song Yuge heard this, he smiled and said, "You're talking about this."

She nodded, "I know."

Wen Yuan was stunned, "You know."

Song Yuge picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on slowly. "Isn't the brother that Teacher Wen mentioned the president of the Wen Group?"

"He's such a noble man and so busy, why would he come to the island in person just to lose someone?"

She put on her scarf and looked up at him, "Isn't that right?"

Wen Yuan was silent for a moment: "...right."