Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Wu Zhao felt an unusually hot sensation on his waist where his hand was being held.

"You...why are you so hot?" Wu Zhao reached out and touched Gu Chen's forehead, feeling his abnormally high temperature. "Don't talk yet. Did Jin Yao come with you? Don't you realize you have a fever?"

Gu Chen paused mid-sentence, then asked in surprise, "What?"

He did feel very hot, and even his voice carried a heat.

"I..." Gu Chen's voice was already a little hoarse, and his temples were throbbing.

Seeing that he was already somewhat delirious from the fever, Wu Zhao pulled his hand away and pressed him into the sofa.

"Stay put and don't move around." He took a cushion from the side and made him more comfortable, then covered Gu Chen with a blanket.

Gu Chen innocently let her do as she pleased, his motionless appearance making Wu Zhao unable to suppress a smile.

She couldn't resist pinching Gu Chen's cheek. "You're such a grown man, don't you even realize you're sick?"

Gu Chen simply blinked his empty eyes and remained silent.

Looking at him like this, Wu Zhao suddenly had an inappropriate word pop into her mind.

……cute.

He quickly shook his head, turned around, and went to open the door, wondering if he had also been infected and lost his mind.

I actually find Gu Chen cute!

Lan Yao had originally intended to wait at the door, but Wu Zhao opened the door and said directly, "Gu Chen has a fever. Did Jin Yao come along?"

"No, the patriarch arrived in a hurry and Jin Yao didn't come along. Is it serious? Does he need to go to the hospital?"

Lan Yao inquired, "Or should I have the medical staff who accompanied the program come and take a look?"

“Alright, then go find Mo Dahai. His temperature is really high, and if it gets bad, we'll have to take him to the hospital.” Wu Zhao added, “Ask the hotel if they keep any fever reducers on hand.”

Qingyao, who had just parked his car, overheard their conversation and quickly said, "There are some commonly used medicines in the car. I'll go down and get them."

"There's been a problem with the Gu family's company in Yuecheng, and I need to take care of it. Miss Wu, could you please look after the head of the family tonight?"

Wu Zhao didn't mind, but Wu Xingyun immediately objected: "No way! We have to record a show tomorrow, and besides, Grandma is a girl, it's not appropriate for her to take care of a man."

"...Then you do it?" Wu Zhao glanced at him sideways. "His persistent high fever might be due to yin energy and the talisman. Can you handle it?"

Wu Xingyun's expression froze: "Of course, no..."

"Then you should stay put." Wu Zhao said, turning around and going back to his room. "Bring the medicine over when it's ready."

She approached the bathroom but didn't see any water containers, so she had to wet a towel and take it out first.

Gu Chen was already feeling drowsy, and he lay back on the sofa with his eyes closed.

The prominent Adam's apple on his neck trembled slightly with his breathing, making Wu Zhao feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

She wiped Gu Chen's face with a towel and sighed, "I told you to take care of yourself, not to make yourself sick, right...?"

"Hmm?" Gu Chen seemed to hear her speak and murmured, "Zhao Zhao..."

He struggled to move, as if trying to get his hands out from under the blanket.

Wu Zhao held him down: "Alright, alright, don't move around."

Outside the open door, Lan Yao's lips curled into a mysterious smile.

It seems the head of the family has quite a knack for this...

Qingyao carried the first-aid kit upstairs and happened to see Lanyao smiling.

I couldn't help but ask, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, just give me the stuff and get going." Taking the box from his hand, Lan Yao waved to him.

Watching her quietly carry the box into the house and then silently close the door, Qingyao raised an eyebrow.

Inside the house, Wu Zhao heard Lan Yao and Qing Yao's commotion, but her hand was held by Gu Chen and she couldn't break free.

Gu Chen, delirious with fever, was unusually stubborn.

His burning hot palms gripped Wu Zhao tightly, their fingers interlocked and refusing to let go.

"Don't go, Zhaozhao..."

"Don't leave me behind..."

The surging purple aura seemed to have spiraled out of control, enveloping Wu Zhao.

He mumbled something incoherently, so Wu Zhao could only pat his chest.

His chest heaved slightly as he asked, "Where did you hide the little paper doll?"

A crooked little paper figure emerged from his shirt, its wrinkled body making it look somewhat sleazy.

"Go, bring the medicine box over here."

Upon hearing this, the little paper figure obediently floated to the ground to lift the box.

Looking at his hand, which was being held tightly, Wu Zhao couldn't help but say, "Why are you acting like a child when you're sick..."

After the little paper figure came over carrying the box, she used her other hand to rummage through the box.

In addition, all the medicines had to be new. After carefully reading the instructions, Wu Zhao took out three fever-reducing pills and stuffed them into Gu Chen's mouth.

The cold fingers touched his lips, causing Gu Chen to instinctively stick out his tongue.

An unusually hot sensation traveled from his fingers, and Wu Zhao's hand trembled, almost stabbing into his mouth.

He quickly shook his hand, and seeing the little paper figure tilting its head in confusion, Wu Zhao hurriedly said, "Go and get a cup of hot water!"

After finally getting him to take the medicine, and once the effects took hold and Gu Chen fell into a deep sleep, Wu Zhao felt that his palms, which were being tightly gripped, were covered in sweat.

She withdrew her hand and covered Gu Chen with the blanket again.

The cheerful purple mist clung to her arm, seemingly unwilling for her to let go.

"Get some sleep." She carefully laid him down on the sofa. "Luckily, this sofa is long enough..."

Fearing he might fall off at night, Wu Zhao even brought over another sofa to put it together.

For some reason, she slept exceptionally well that night, as if someone was always beside her in her dreams.

Warm fingers traced her cheek and lingered on her lips.

A familiar yet unfamiliar sigh rang in my ears, carrying a strange mix of nostalgia and surprise.

who is it?

……

As dawn broke, Wu Zhao suddenly awoke.

She sat up, put on a coat, and went into the living room, only to find that Gu Chen was lying on the sofa, where there was only a folded blanket left.

Gu Chenren, however, has disappeared.

I took out my phone and saw a message from Gu Chen.

—Zhaozhao, I'm feeling much better, so I'll be going now.

—Thank you for taking care of me last night. See you tonight.

It seems they've left for the time being.

Wu Zhao couldn't help but twirl the ring on his hand.

"It should be alright now..."

Just then, Shen Jiaojiao's deliberately audible voice came from outside the door: "Oh dear, I didn't expect to be here to wake up the team members in this room. I wonder who's inside?"

Has the live stream started?

Wu Zhao raised an eyebrow. No wonder Gu Chentian left before dawn; what if someone saw the two of them in a room...?

Shen Jiaojiao really knows how to pick her timing.

A crisp card swipe sounded outside the door, and Shen Jiaojiao pushed the door open and entered.

Their eager gazes met Wu Zhaoqing's cold eyes.

"Sister, sister...?" Shen Jiaojiao paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at the sofa.

There was no one there.

She asked somewhat nervously and cryptically, "Sister, is something wrong that you're up so early? My task this morning is to show the audience around your room..."

Pointing at the cameraman, Shen Jiaojiao laughed: "I think my sister won't refuse the rules of the game, right?"

Wu Zhao's gaze was indifferent as he silently took a few steps back to make room for him: "Please, do as you wish."

Shen Jiaojiao's heart skipped a beat, but her expression remained unchanged: "Then I won't be polite!"

She brushed past Wu Zhao and led the cameraman into the room.

Last night she received news that a man had entered Wu Zhao's room and hadn't left all night, so she came over so early this morning to catch him red-handed!

Filled with excitement, Shen Jiaojiao deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Let's see what's hidden in the house..."

Wu Zhao gave a cold laugh.

A gasp came from inside the room, followed by Shen Jiaojiao's somewhat awkward laughter.

"Oh dear, what's with this male...wait, a doll?"

Inside the room, under the uncovered blankets, lay a life-sized body pillow with a cartoon doll making a funny face drawn on it.

It's the classic smile of the most popular and trending meme, the weird face.

The doll had a smug expression, looking at Shen Jiaojiao with a smile as if it were mocking her.

"So, did you find what I hid?" Wu Zhao stood behind them, his tone very calm.

She said, "You seem a little disappointed. Is there something you're unhappy with about this doll?"

Shen Jiaojiao forced a smile: "How...how could this be—"

Viewers watching the live stream didn't miss Shen Jiaojiao's unnatural expression, and several lines of comments quickly scrolled by.

[Someone actually dislikes our top idol's weird face!]

【Shen Jiaojiao, you're finished! The Strange Gate is eternal!】

Having failed in her attempt to steal a chicken, Shen Jiaojiao felt a sudden darkness engulf her.

That damned Shen Zhaozhao!