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"We're almost at the hospital entrance. Have you figured out how to bring me to Xingzhi?"

Shen Yanhui had her hands in her coat pockets and nudged Qin Song with her elbow as she asked the question.

Qin Song kept his head down, looking at the road beneath his feet. Hearing this, he said in a muffled voice, "I've thought it through."

Shen Yan glanced at her sideways: "And then? How am I supposed to appear in Xingzhi's hospital room naturally and logically?"

Qin Song looked up at her and said, "It's very simple. You just need to put on a show with me."

"...What kind of act is this?" Shen Yan shrank back, her eyes filled with distrust as she looked at Qin Song. "Is it that same old story of you helping someone in need, and then leading me into the hospital room to repay you?"

"No!" Qin Song retorted seriously, "That last act hurt Pei Xingzhi too much, I absolutely cannot use it again this time. What I meant by having you act was to follow me directly to the ward, and then when I open the door to go in, you quickly call out to me. I'll then pretend to be surprised and say, 'What a coincidence,' and let you sneak up in front of Pei Xingzhi."

Shen Yan replied, "What reason could I possibly have to get in front of Pei Xingzhi? Last time I tried to visit him under the pretense, he almost kicked me out... I spent half an hour in the ward looking pathetic, and I barely exchanged more than five sentences with Pei Xingzhi!"

"Qin Song, do you think you've done all that I've done for you?"

"Sigh..." Qin Song sighed reluctantly, "You don't need to worry this time, I've already thought of an excuse for you."

Shen Yan looked at her with a skeptical expression: "What?"

Qin Song put his hands in his pockets, watching the potholes under his feet, and said, "Pei Xingzhi's studio is hiring recently. Several important positions have been filled, and now there is only one modeler who is still unemployed."

"Experienced modelers are unwilling to work in these startup studios, while inexperienced modelers often provide unsatisfactory work. I think if you could recommend a reliable modeler to him at this time, he probably wouldn't kick you out of the ward again."

“Modeler…” Shen Yanhui’s eyelids drooped slightly, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in her eyes. “Coincidentally, I actually know a modeler who is quite skilled. He is currently looking for a job.”

“Sure.” Qin Song nodded. “If you can introduce this modeler to Pei Xingzhi’s studio, I think he’ll talk to you for at least ten minutes this time.”

"Let's go!" Now that she had a legitimate reason for appearing, Shen Yan Hui suddenly became a little anxious.

After Qin Song had crossed that uneven road, she silently quickened her pace, urging him to hurry back to the ward.

In the hospital ward, Pei Xingzhi had just finished a video interview and was discussing the interviewees with Ye Ci.

Qin Song stood outside the door, peered inside through the transparent viewing window for a while, then turned and gave Shen Yan a wink.

Shen Yan nodded to show that she understood, and Qin Song immediately opened the door in front of him.

The sound of the door opening caught Pei Xingzhi's attention. Pei Xingzhi looked up and couldn't help but smile when he saw Qin Song.

"came back."

Qin Song grinned guiltily, "I'm back."

Pei Xingzhi patted his hospital bed, gazing tenderly at Qin Song: "Come here quickly."

Qin Song touched the stray hairs on his cheek, took a hesitant step forward, then another, before finally hearing Shen Yanhui's voice.

"Qin Song! Wait a minute!"

"Huh?" Qin Song immediately stopped and turned around to look at Shen Yanhui, feigning confusion.

"Miss Shen, what brings you here?"

Shen Yan rushed to the ward door, and before she could catch her breath, she eagerly peeked out to look at Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi hadn't expected her to come again, so before showing any signs of annoyance, there was a good few seconds of surprise on his face.

"What are you doing here again?" After the initial surprise came annoyance. Pei Xingzhi lowered his brows and looked at Shen Yanhui with a cold and sharp gaze.

Ignoring his hostility, Shen Yanhui stated her purpose directly: "Xingzhi, I heard your studio is hiring modelers recently. Coincidentally, I have a friend who works in this field, and he's also looking for a job. If you don't mind, I can introduce him to your studio; I've brought you his previous work!"

In order not to give Pei Xingzhi a chance to refuse, Shen Yanhui finished speaking in one breath.

As expected, Pei Xingzhi's resistance softened slightly because of her words.

"Xingzhi, look." Shen Yanhui seized the opportunity and, while walking into the ward, opened her phone and handed Pei Xingzhi the modeling work of that friend. "His works are all here."

Pei Xingzhi coldly observed her, but made no response.

“…Xiao Song.” After a moment, he looked away and smiled at Qin Song, who was standing in the doorway. “Come here.”

"Okay." Qin Song obediently walked over.

"Sit down." Pei Xingzhi took her hand and pulled her to sit down beside his hospital bed. "You smell like hot pot. Did you have hot pot for lunch?"

"……Um?"

This question had absolutely nothing to do with the current topic. Qin Song blinked and stared blankly for a few seconds, his eyes filled with confusion.

Pei Xingzhi knew what she was wondering about, but he ignored Shen Yanhui's presence and continued talking to her.

"What's wrong?" He raised his hand and pinched Qin Song's cheek, his tone so gentle it was almost suffocating.

Qin Song's ears turned red, and he shook his head blankly: "No, nothing... Xingzhi, I did have hot pot for lunch."

Pei Xingzhi: "Are you full? Mom made beef for lunch and specially saved a portion for you. If you're not full, go and get it."

Qin Song furtively glanced up at Shen Yan, then said sheepishly, "I'm full... I ate a really big lunch. What about you? Are you full?"

Pei Xingzhi hooked her chin with his finger, as if teasing a cat: "I'm full too."

Qin Song nodded: "That's good..."

"..."

Shen Yan was ignored the whole time, and her hand holding the phone was so stiff that it started to ache.

Seeing that Pei Xingzhi still didn't intend to pay attention to her, she thought for a moment and decided to take her phone back first.

But the next second, Pei Xingzhi finally turned the topic to her.

"Xiao Song, what do you think of Miss Shen's suggestion?"

Qin Song blinked: "I think Miss Shen's suggestion is excellent. Our studio has just been established, and experienced and skilled modelers are unwilling to come. If Miss Shen could introduce you to a modeler with their own portfolio, that would be perfect."

“Hmm…” Pei Xingzhi first agreed, then gave a light sneer, making his smile turn icy cold.

"But why should I believe Miss Shen?"