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Quick Transmigration: The Villainess is Delicate and Soft: Ch 11, Counterattack of the Short and Fat Comedian In the afternoon when she finished filming and leaving the set, Owen took Nan Fei Yu directly to the hospital. It was already nighttime after the IV drip, so he took her to eat something, and then sent her back to her apartment, acting like the perfect manager. Entering the doorway, Nan Fei Yu felt stuffy in her head. She kicked her shoes off and jokingly said toward Owen, "Owen, are you a manager or a boyfriend? I was almost moved by you. How about you tell your boss and hire me an assistant instead, to save yourself from being my nanny all day?" Owen ignored her. With a serious face, he picked up the shoes she had kicked in the corner, and put them neatly on the shoe cabinet before taking her back to the bedroom. Nan Fei Yu lay on the bed obediently, still muttering something in her mouth. Owen helped her wipe the sweat from her forehead, and received a call from Wen Qian Yuan. He opened his mouth, "Boss..." As soon as that title came out, he froze. He was really led astray by Li Qian Qian recently. He immediately corrected himself, "President Wen, is there any problem?" Wen Qian Yuan was also stunned by that form of address. For so many years, Li Qian Qian was the first person to call him Boss so unscrupulously, everyone else respectfully called him President Wen. After a short while, he asked in a low voice, "What is going on online? Li Qian Qian got hospitalized?" "President Wen, Li Qian Qian had a fever and just came home from IV dripping. She should be fine after a little rest." Owen replied. Earlier in the afternoon, a netizen happened to run into her while she was IV dripping and posted photos on Weibo, captioning whether she was suffering the aftermaths of her extreme weight loss. "You’re at her place?" Wen Qian Yuan interrogated again. Owen coughed slightly before responding, "Yes, I just sent her back." Then added another sentence, "President Wen, I’ll leave immediately." He has a strong desire to survive after all. "En." Then, Wen Qian Yuan hung up. Owen turned his head to look at the person who had already fallen asleep on the bed, and habitually lifted the frame of the frame, followed by fixing the fallen photo frame on her bedside table. When he flipped it over and saw the approximately 200 pounds fatty, he was taken aback. Generally speaking, if you aren’t a confident person, you wouldn’t put a picture of yourself on your bedside table. But she... However, he was rather surprised by her performance on set today. As soon as the photo of her costume audition was uploaded, it was widely spread by netizens. The crew of 《The Legend of the Gods》 also took the opportunity to send out a few edited pictures. The original fans seemed to be quite satisfied with her. Previously, she attracted a wave of fans because of her inspirational weight loss, but now she has attracted countless YanKong fans because of her beauty. However, the majority of netizens are more concerned about the juicy scandal between Shen Yue Wen, Jiang Xin Ru and her. Both inside and outside of the movie, she has an unrequited love. That would be too pitiful. Owen glanced at the sleeping person again, then he turned to leave after thinking of the phone call just now. —-- Nan Fei Yu woke up in the middle of the night with sweat on her forehead. But she really couldn't stand it anymore, so she got up and took a hot shower before lying back on the bed comfortably. As she turned off the lights and sleepily closed her eyes, she vaguely heard some movement outside. There was a gap left in the door of her bedroom. She cracked open her eyes to see that lights seemed to be coming from the living room. She was taken aback, and her heart started racing. Did Owen come back again? That seemed unlikely... She woke up with fright, quickly scrambled off the bed and hid behind the door, holding a porcelain vase nervously in her hand while perking up her ears to listen to the movement outside. The inaudible footsteps were getting closer and closer, causing her to hoist up the vase even higher above her head and held her breath. The moment the door was pushed open and a tall and straight black figure appeared in front of her, she immediately smashed down the vase in her hand! However, the intruder agilely snatched the vase over, and ruthlessly slammed her against the door with one arm firmly holding onto her shoulder. With a muffled bang, Nan Fei Yu's back hit the door. For an instant, she was knocked lightheaded and let out a low cry. Pata, the light in the bedroom turned on instantly. The light lit up her vision, as well as the man in front of her clearly. "It's you..." Wen Qian Yuan! Wen Qian Yuan frowned slightly. He put the vase on one of the nearby cabinets, released her shoulders, and said meaningfully, "You seem quite energetic, this strength isn’t small at all." "Why did you come?" The point is that he actually knew the passcode of her apartment, it must have been Owen's big mouth. Nan Fei Yu stared at him in a daze. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist due to the fever, her cheeks were dyed an attractive pink, both enticing and adorable. I’m afraid as long as you’re a man, you will be mesmerized by her. Wen Qian Yuan was no exception. "You got a fever?" He stared at her condescendingly, and stroked her forehead with his palm. "Almost gone..." Nan Fei Yu tilted back her head, forgetting that there was a door behind her, so she slammed into it with a bang, and causing her to tear up When Wen Qian Yuan saw her foolishly, the little bit of desire that had just risen was also eliminated. Amused, the corners of his mouth tugged upward, "I think you burned your brain." Usually when he saw her, she was wild like a vixen. But now she is sick, she is so foolishly cute. Nan Fei Yu covered the back of her head, glared with her flushed eyes, "You came here just to laugh at me?" "No." Wen Qian Yuan couldn't help but squeeze her slightly bulged cheek, then quickly retracted his hand, and slowly said, "I was just thinking about whether or not to give you a shot." He squeezed his fingers, and the soft touch seemed to linger on it. When Nan Fei Yu heard the words, she blinked her eyes slightly. She asked in confusion, "A shot? You know how to diagnose?" Wen Qian Yuan's deep eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a few rays of evil light, and his voice became slightly hoarse, "Do you really not understand, or are you pretending?" Nan Fei Yu was startled. She really didn't understand this time. Could it be that her brain was actually damaged by the fever? When she was falling into self-doubt, Wen Qian Yuan suddenly tilted up her chin, enveloped her in his arms, and pressed down his thin, cool lips. His lips were cold, but his body was as hot as her, the feverish person. When his body deliberately got close to her, and nudged her a few times, she realized what he meant just now! Give a shot! My god, she might never be able to look at these three word the same way in the future. She clung to the clothes on his chest in a death grip, slurring her words, "Boss, I have a fever..." He can’t be this much of a monster? "I want to try, the 38 degrees you." He nibbled her ear while he tried to sway her, as if wanting to burn her with his steamy breath. "..." Nan Fei Yu roasted him in her heart, but she had to admit that she was seduced by his words. The next moment, Wen Qian Yuan picked her up, who was about to collapse, and pressed her on the bed. He originally wanted to let her go. Who knew she would look at him so naively and arouse him all over? The author has something to say: Monday’s irregular update. Hmm, turn off the lights. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Notes YanKong fans (颜控粉): fans attracted or stanning a star due to their beauty pata (啪嗒): harsh sound of a light switch being flipped 38 degrees (38度): this is Celsius, which is about 100 degrees Fahrenheit
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