This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

It's the princess carry style!

Production team: ? ? ?

audience:? ? ?

That brat has endless energy!

Our little sister is indeed full of strength and resourcefulness...

[A path never imagined has appeared, is that right?]

[I felt like Huai Zi was all ready to snuggle into Mei Bao's arms, but Mei Bao ended up holding him and wanting to take him to the emergency room. Huai Zi treats you even better than her own sister...]

I asked my sister if she would carry me to the hospital if I got sick, and she just slapped me and told me to get lost. /heart emoji

...

All the pink bubbles burst and ended the moment Wen Yao picked up Jiang Jinghuai.

Jiang Jinghuai tried to struggle: "Sister, I... I'm much better, please put me down..."

But because he was so dizzy from being jostled around, he felt the wine he had just drunk was about to come back up, and he couldn't help but gag twice.

In Wen Yao's view, this was simply a sign that her condition was worsening!

"Look at you, child, you're so sick you're talking nonsense!" Wen Yao quickened her pace, even jogging a little. "Don't worry, I'll take you to the hospital right away!"

Jiang Jinghuai: ? ? ?

When he was in elementary school, he copied compositions every day. My dad/mom/grandpa/grandma/maternal grandpa/maternal grandma carried me to the hospital when I was sick.

He never imagined that fate's boomerang would one day strike him.

Good news, someone actually hugged him.

The bad news is that it's the girl he likes.

Jiang Jinghuai closed his eyes in despair; the once perfectly healthy man was now almost dead.

The viewers in the live stream burst into laughter.

[Huai Zi: I dare not open my eyes, hoping it's just my imagination]

[Even the most infatuated woman racks her brains, but nothing beats a sudden flash of inspiration from a straight-as-an-arrow girl...]

[Hahaha, I really didn't expect my little sister to pick him up and run away! Little sister, with that kind of strength, you can do anything!]

...

hospital.

After examination, the emergency room doctor arrived at the following diagnosis:

Nothing's wrong.

Wen Yao slowly typed out a question mark.

Jiang Jinghuai wished he could bury his head under the table.

But the doctor wasn't about to let him off the hook, and reprimanded him sternly:

"I know you're drunk and acting crazy, but you can't keep wasting medical resources like this. Drink less in the future!"

Wen Yao: "Okay, doctor, thank you."

Upon seeing Wen Yao's obedient little face, the doctor's tone softened considerably, and he earnestly advised:

"You, as his girlfriend, should try to persuade him. But if he doesn't listen to you, just break up with him!"

When choosing a boyfriend, I suggest only screening, not training.

Asking an alcoholic to quit drinking is less effective than finding a man who doesn't drink at all! Don't you agree?

Jiang Jinghuai heard the words "girlfriend" and his smile was harder to suppress than an AK.

Wen Yao: "He is not my boyfriend, he is my younger brother."

Her tone was flat, as if she were discussing today's weather.

Jiang Jinghuai felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

It's so cold.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good. I knew it. A girl as well-behaved as you couldn't possibly have such bad taste."

Jiang Jinghuai: "..."

Thank you, doctor.

As the doctor left to attend to other matters, Wen Yao immediately changed her expression.

"Snapped--"

He slapped Jiang Jinghuai on the back.

Jiang Jinghuai gasped, "Sister, be gentle..."

"Jiang Jinghuai! The doctor said your heart rate is perfectly normal!" Wen Yao pinched Jiang Jinghuai's arm again. "You're faking it, keep faking it!"

[Ouch, it hurts just watching this! My sister always beats me like this /crying]

I think Huaizi wasn't in pain, but rather so excited he couldn't help panting...

[Huai Zi, why are you rolling your Adam's apple around like that? You're not planning to take your little sister to Egypt to do some weeding, are you...?]

[Uncle Fu will be the main wife, Fu Wanzhou will be the concubine, and Jiang Jinghuai will be the mistress. That's settled, listen to me! Just three...]

[Teacher, is there really no one you care about on the internet...?]

...

Wen Yao said in a cute yet fierce tone: "Are you mute? Speak up."

Jiang Jinghuai said in a muffled voice, "Sister, I know I was wrong... I'll never do it again..."

"You better keep your word." Wen Yao flicked his forehead. "I'm leaving. You'd better watch yourself!"

Jiang Jinghuai panicked and grabbed the girl's slender wrist.

Wen Yao tried to twitch, but couldn't move.

I don't know where Jiang Jinghuai got such strength.

"Is there anything else?" she asked impatiently.

"Don't go..." The more desperate he became, the blanker his mind went. Jiang Jinghuai stammered, his voice hoarse, "Sister, I'm begging you, please don't leave me..."

"What illness are you going to fake this time?"

"I'm not pretending anymore, I won't pretend anymore." Jiang Jinghuai pursed his lips, forcing a smile on his pale, handsome face. "I'll be very obedient, really."

Wen Yao: "Then let go."

Jiang Jinghuai took a deep breath before releasing her from his restraints.

"I have to go back to the island." Wen Yao checked the time. "I'll play with you again next time I have time."

Jiang Jinghuai quickly said, "Then I'll take you."

He resorted to his old tricks again, using the same persistent and harassing tactics.

Wen Yao was driven crazy by his nagging, but in the end she softened and took him with her.

...

The plane weaved through the clouds.

Jiang Jinghuai had drunk quite a bit of wine, and feeling extremely sleepy, he dozed off next to Wen Yao.

The live stream had already ended, and Wen Yao hesitated for a long time before finally reopening the box.

The first thing you see are several documents: a share transfer agreement, a property donation agreement, and beneficiary certificates for various insurance and wealth management products.

Wen Yao's slender fingertips trembled slightly.

"Fu Qianchuan, who cares about your things..."

She was tougher than anyone else with her words, but her eyes were quietly red.

Wen Yao casually tossed the thick stack of documents aside and opened the last thin sheet of letter paper...

It was just ordinary manuscript paper, and the handwriting was very familiar.

The few concise lines are just like his usual succinct way of speaking.

Yao Yao:

Zhan Xinyue.

By the time you read this letter, I may no longer be alive. My only concern is that you may not be happy.

Fortunately, I still have a few coins left, which I hope can provide some material security for your future life.

I asked a few friends to make a plan for you to eat, drink, and have fun. I don't know if you'll like it.

Yao Yao, may you enjoy spring outings, summer lotus viewing, autumn boating, and winter skiing, and live a peaceful and joyful life.

Fu Qianchuan, Last Words

...

pat.

A tear fell onto the letter paper, spreading out as tiny ink stains.

Wen Yao wiped her eyes, but the physiological tears seemed uncontrollable. No matter how hard she tried to wipe, more tears would roll down like a broken string.

Fu Qianchuan...

You're so annoying...

Why would someone who's perfectly healthy write a suicide note?

Suddenly, several tissues appeared in front of me.

Through her teary eyes, Wen Yao thought she saw Fu Qianchuan's face...

But she quickly regained consciousness.

This is Jiang Jinghuai.

not him.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen someone pee through their eyes before?"