Chapter 123

"I've checked your pulse. It should be hypoglycemia. Where do you feel uncomfortable? Dizzy? Nausea? "Her gentle tone was full of patience.

Jiang Chen struggled to stand up. Leaning against the wall, he thanked her weakly, "I'm fine. Thank you … sister."

Speaking of which, he had started his career earlier than Xiangyi, but he was only 64 years old.

Xiangyi liked this kind of polite and good-looking kid. She asked, "Do you want to take a rest in this dressing room?" She added, "You're alone. I won't go in."

After all, she still had the reputation of 'ruining' little fresh meats for no reason …

Jiang Chen obviously knew about the rumors. He looked a little embarrassed. "No, it's an old problem. I don't want to trouble you."

Xiangyi nodded slightly. "Okay, take care of yourself."

Then she really didn't want to continue to care about him. Lifting her skirt, she walked into the dressing room slowly.

Jiang Chen had an inexplicable feeling. He called out to Xiangyi, "Sister … do you have any more candy?"

Because of the recording of Heartbeat, his agent had been complaining that he looked fat in the live broadcast. He hadn't eaten anything these days. At night, he would even squeeze some time to exercise and practice dancing. He was afraid that he would faint again at the annual meeting.

Xiangyi took out some candy from her bag and gave it to him.

Soft candy, fruit candy, chocolate, everything.

She liked children, so she always had candy with her.

But lately, she seemed to have been using it to coax her big friends …

Jiang Chen stroked the edge of the candy wrapper and said in a low voice, "Thank you." He wasn't a good talker. He had always been passive in social situations, but at that moment, he started to find something to talk about. "Sister, are you a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner?"

"Just a little bit." The girl's bright eyes fell on him. Her long eyelashes blinked. She saw through Jiang Chen's uneasiness and said, "Shall I get a chair for you?"

Jiang Chen was obviously relieved, but the next second, he lowered his head, feeling ashamed.

He felt extremely conflicted. He was afraid of having a scandal with Xiangyi, but he couldn't help but want to rely on her like a chick.

But Xiangyi didn't seem to care. She brought a chair with a back for him and even gave him a cute pillow from Ah Nan.

At the end of the corridor, where no one was paying attention to, the voice-activated light went off. It was dim and hazy. Xiangyi didn't talk to him anymore. It was very quiet, but Jiang Chen felt extremely safe.

He pinched the pillow. It was soft and warm.

The rich milky fragrance blossomed on the tip of his tongue, and the dizziness faded away. His vision and physical strength began to slowly recover.

He couldn't help but sneak a peek at the dressing room. The door was half open, and he could vaguely see the girl's skirt dragging on the ground. It was like the red freesia that his mother raised in his hometown, looking at the brightest and most brilliant when it bloomed.

She … was different from the rumors.

In fact, he only needed to use a little force to push the door open, and he would be able to clearly see what Xiangyi was doing.

Playing with mobile phones? In a daze? Touch up her makeup?

However, the light in Jiang Chen's eyes only shone for a moment before it dimmed down again.

…

When Ah Nan came to pick up Xiangyi, Jiang Chen had already left.

A few pieces of candy wrappers were placed neatly on the cushion as if they were standing in a military posture, as if they had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

…

In the nanny van.

Ah Nan was holding Xiangyi's handbag for her. Feeling that the bag was constantly vibrating, he hurried to take out the phone inside.

"My dear, is there someone who's looking for you urgently?"

Xiangyi swiped the screen. A text message from an unknown contact.

She clicked it open. It was a picture of Xiao Naofu. There were exactly nine of them.

There were also two text messages:

— It's very obedient.

— It's watching the live broadcast in my arms.