I’m loving you
A spark can set a prairie ablaze; a single touch can spread the flames of war.
Cheng Jiqing’s body was like this prairie at this moment. Except, Bai Xin wasn’t just a spark; she was more like a volcano filled with molten lava, completely immersing Cheng Jiqing within it.
Her hands melted in, her body melted in, her lips and teeth melted in.
Bai Xin quickly softened. She never had much stamina to begin with and shrunk into Cheng Jiqing’s embrace, trembling.
“Be good, help me untie this.” Cheng Jiqing coaxed. Bai Xin liked this silk scarf; she was afraid of tearing it.
Bai Xin didn’t speak. She lifted her head, cupped Cheng Jiqing’s cheeks with both hands, and gently wiped the corner of Cheng Jiqing’s lips with her fingertips.
The corners of her peach blossom eyes were flushed to an extreme red.
Cheng Jiqing watched, her grip on Bai Xin’s wrists tightening unconsciously. Her glands were throbbing uncomfortably.
She wasn’t a person driven by heavy desire, but Bai Xin was an exception, right from their very first meeting…
Bai Xin fit all her aesthetic preferences.
Even her body.
She had a natural desire1 for Bai Xin.
Bai Xin sensed Cheng Jiqing’s urgency and restraint. Her heart pounded violently with joy and excitement. She lowered her head to kiss Cheng Jiqing’s lips, stealing away all their moisture.
Then, Cheng Jiqing’s hands, bound together by the silk scarf, were pressed by Bai Xin against the headboard cushion above her head.
Bai Xin kissed her again, trailing downwards.
Outside the window, the snow fell heavily, layer upon endless layer. When the snow piled on the branches became too much to bear, it plummeted like a fall into an abyss, crashing onto the windowsill, the ground, and into the deepest parts of the bushes…
Inside, the room was clear, the lights bright and ample.
Cheng Jiqing looked down, her nerves stretched taut. In that moment, everything became a dream.
She met Bai Xin’s eyes—direct, captivating, dangerous, and utterly alluring. She thought she might burn to death in these flames.
Bai Xin had never done this for her before, and Cheng Jiqing mused that Bai Xin had certainly never done it for anyone else in her life.
Cheng Jiqing started coughing.
Her face grew redder, sweat beading more profusely.
Her hands came down; on the verge of being consumed, she could only dig her nails into Bai Xin’s hair.
Cheng Jiqing lasted longer, but Bai Xin seemed to have found a new amusement, watching Cheng Jiqing’s expressions for her own satisfaction. Cheng Jiqing tried to pull her hands away several times, but Bai Xin deliberately ignored her, not in the least afraid of angering her.
However, she had overlooked one problem—even if Cheng Jiqing was sick, she was still an Alpha.
An Alpha whose strength surpassed hers countless times over.
And an Alpha who could suppress her pheromones.
The silk scarf was torn apart by Cheng Jiqing.
It dangled, trembling, from one of Cheng Jiqing’s wrists. Cheng Jiqing grabbed Bai Xin, her palm closing around Bai Xin’s collarbone as she pressed her onto the bed.
The Peach Blossom Wine pheromones and Lily Fragrance intertwined.
Entangled inextricably, the intent heavy, a frenzy that made them lose all sense of heaven and earth.
Cheng Jiqing had long discovered that Bai Xin seemed to enjoy the feeling of being possessed by her. When she restrained, controlled, and acted forcefully, Bai Xin’s expression would become even more delighted.
Thus, she gave Bai Xin this delight.
Bai Xin was worn down to the point she couldn’t utter a single word.
Cheng Jiqing leaned close to Bai Xin’s ear, coughed softly twice, sweat dripping onto Bai Xin’s cheek. She said, “I’m right here beside you now. Can you feel it?”
My presence.
“You’re not gentle, not reasonable, not understanding. So what? I’m still by your side now.”
“You haven’t wronged me, so why would I leave you?”
Bai Xin could only hear snippets, her mind hazy.
She felt like she was on the verge of death, on the edge of a cliff, seeking both survival and demise.
Whichever it was, as long as it was given by Cheng Jiqing at this moment, she cherished it.
As if possessed.
Even she didn’t know when it had started.
The night deepened.
Cheng Jiqing, exhausted, turned over, only to find the space beside her in the quilt empty, her hand meeting only coolness.
Suppressing the itch in her throat, she put on a jacket and went out.
The lights weren’t on. Guided by the dim glow from the balcony, she immediately spotted Bai Xin standing there.
She frowned, turned back to grab another jacket, and walked over.
“If I hadn’t come, would you have just kept freezing like this? Pay attention to these things yourself in the future,” Cheng Jiqing said.
Bai Xin turned her head, belatedly feeling the chill in her body. She leaned closer, resting her chin on Cheng Jiqing’s shoulder, and said, “Didn’t you come?”
“I won’t always be here.” Cheng Jiqing paused, then said, “Do you think having a cold is comfortable?”
Hearing this, Bai Xin stepped back again, her gaze falling to Cheng Jiqing’s wrist. “Is it very uncomfortable now?”
Her voice was very low.
The light was too dim to see if there were any marks.
Cheng Jiqing said, “No, just a bit of an itchy throat.”
She had taken medicine before bed and was very sleepy now.
But she had slept a little, so it wasn’t too unbearable.
Silence descended upon the space.
Bai Xin suddenly reached out and hugged Cheng Jiqing. The lily pheromones hadn’t completely dissipated. Cheng Jiqing lowered her head and gently sniffed, while Bai Xin savored this intimacy Cheng Jiqing offered.
“Can you tell me what’s wrong with you now? Are you hiding something from me?”
Bai Xin’s slightly closed eyes slowly opened. The warmth from the intimacy sent a slight chill down her spine.
Cheng Jiqing waited a few seconds, then said, “Is it because of too much pressure from the Bai family’s affairs? Or have I been spending less time with you lately?”
Cheng Jiqing felt it was both. Ever since they reconciled, Bai Xin had become more sensitive than before.
Many times, for instance, by being considerate and each taking a step back, things would pass.
But recently, Bai Xin had been very strange, seemingly always in a state of anxiety, as if something was weighing on her mind.
Especially Bai Xin’s reaction tonight.
She seemed to be—afraid of something?
“If something’s wrong, you have to tell me. You haven’t forgotten what we talked about last time, have you?” Cheng Jiqing reached out to pinch Bai Xin’s ear, her little finger casually hooking to lift Bai Xin’s face.
Don’t hide things from her again.
Don’t lie to her again.
The light was dim; they only knew they were looking at each other.
Bai Xin said, “Chengcheng, give me a birthday present.”
Cheng Jiqing froze. Bai Xin’s birthday was January 19th, which was very soon. But the topic had changed too quickly.
She said, “What do you want?”
“Grant me a wish. No matter what I ask for, you’ll agree to it,” Bai Xin’s voice was hoarse.
It carried an indescribable emotion that Cheng Jiqing couldn’t quite decipher.
Cheng Jiqing’s mind wasn’t calm. She chuckled and said, “Why does that sound like a trap?”
Bai Xin asked, “Okay?”
Bai Xin lowered her head as if coaxing, kissed Cheng Jiqing’s palm, and repeated enticingly, “Okay?”
Cheng Jiqing remained silent for a moment, then said, “Okay, I promise you.”
She waited for a long time, but Bai Xin still didn’t say what it was.
Having asked multiple times, disappointment was inevitable, but she couldn’t bear to force her. She could see Bai Xin’s worry and only reminded her again, “Then don’t you forget what you promised me either. I’ll worry.”
—I don’t need you to tell me every single detail of everything, but don’t hide things from me that make you uneasy, don’t lie to me.
The night had long since fallen completely. A little longer, and the sky would begin to approach the color of the earth.
The next morning.
Cheng Jiqing was awakened by the vibration of Bai Xin’s phone. Bai Xin wasn’t there again. She called out, but there was no response.
She reached for the phone and saw “XM” displayed—a call from the company.
As she picked it up, the call disconnected, and a message popped up instead.
Only then did she realize there were already two missed calls and several WeChat messages on the screen. Because it was locked, she couldn’t see the content.
Opening the door, she heard the faint sound of running water from the bathroom.
She knocked on the door. “Your company seems to have something urgent. Should I take a look for you?”
Bai Xin had been under a lot of pressure lately; she was afraid Bai Xin might miss something important.
Bai Xin responded from inside.
Cheng Jiqing knew Bai Xin’s password; it was the numbers corresponding to the initials of her name on a keypad, plus her birthday, 119 (January 19th).
She first found out during the incident when Bai Xingxing had drugged her. Bai Xin’s phone had been broken, and she had blindly pressed a few combinations to turn it on. While she was trying, Bai Xin had told her the password.
At that time, she thought Bai Xin would change it afterward, but later discovered Bai Xin was still using it.
It was just that she had never looked at Bai Xin’s phone.
Cheng Jiqing entered the password, unlocked it, and tapped on WeChat. The first thing that popped up was indeed the XM Group project group chat. There were also messages from Zhou Yushu, work-related.
She had just opened it and hadn’t finished reading when she heard Bai Xin say, “Forget it, I’ll look at it later. Just leave it.”
Cheng Jiqing paused. “Alright.”
Just as she was about to close it, a not-unfamiliar profile picture suddenly jumped to the top of the chat list.
It was Tang Jia’s.
Three consecutive messages. She thought she saw her own name.
She reflexively clicked on it—
【Although research on the drug has been temporarily halted, thankfully Cheng Jiqing is here to help alleviate your symptoms.】
【It could also be estrus2 symptoms triggered by some kind of stimulus. According to your medical history, both physical and mental stimuli could cause this; it’s not necessarily a true estrus period. If you’re fine now, it won’t affect anything.】
【Come in for a check-up.】
Cheng Jiqing stared at the messages, not quite understanding their meaning.
Was Bai Xin’s strong reaction and neediness last night also because she was unwell?
The inducer medication had been stopped, but Bai Xin was still experiencing symptoms of discomfort?
During breakfast, Cheng Jiqing handed a peeled egg to Bai Xin and proactively mentioned seeing Tang Jia’s messages, asking if Bai Xin was feeling unwell again.
“A little, it’s nothing serious.” Bai Xin knew Cheng Jiqing had seen the messages.
When she was in the shower, her reaction had been slow—because she had messaged Tang Jia early in the morning, asking about her condition last night.
She had figured Tang Jia would have replied by now.
A guilty conscience was at play, but unfortunately, she hadn’t managed to stop Cheng Jiqing in time.
She was thankful Tang Jia hadn’t said anything more she shouldn’t have.
She was fed up with it, had been fed up for a long time. She didn’t want to hide it from Cheng Jiqing anymore.
She knew Cheng Jiqing had already given her enough warmth; it was she who asked for too much, her heart, riddled with a thousand wounds, unwilling to bear even the slightest risk.
The sun had come out.
A day when snow melts would only be colder.
Bai Xin looked up at Cheng Jiqing. “Is your cold any better?”
Cheng Jiqing said it was fine.
Bai Xin’s gaze fell on Cheng Jiqing’s fair wrist, where there were red marks. “Were you uncomfortable last night? When I tied you up.”
Cheng Jiqing followed her gaze. “A bit late for regrets, aren’t you3? You weren’t soft-hearted at all when you were tormenting me last night.”
She exaggerated a bit. In reality, how could that silk scarf possibly bind her?
Bai Xin hadn’t used much force when tying it either. It was because it had been tied for too long, and she had struggled for a while, that the marks were left.
Hearing this, Bai Xin’s eyelashes fluttered. The corners of her eyes tilted up, a vibrant flush blooming in her misty eyes. “Then next time… it’ll be your turn.”
“…”
Her turn to tie Bai Xin?
Cheng Jiqing’s heart thumped heavily as she recalled Bai Xin’s appearance during last night’s delirium.
Her eyes couldn’t help but darken.
“Alright.”
Bai Xin: “Hm?”
She never expected Cheng Jiqing to agree so readily.
Seeing Bai Xin stunned instead, Cheng Jiqing looked over with a half-smile. Their gazes met, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.
Cheng Jiqing said, “I suddenly remembered…”
Bai Xin looked puzzled.
“That day in the car, we agreed that whoever got angry would be a little puppy4.”
“…” Bai Xin: “You still dare to bring that up?”
Was she reminding her to think about Cheng Jiqing and Li Yunlan hugging?
She was displeased.
Cheng Jiqing hadn’t been thinking about the filming incident at all, but Bai Xin’s focus was clearly different. She stood up from the opposite side and walked around to sit next to Bai Xin. “Who’s talking about filming? I’m talking about you getting angry. Didn’t you agree to it yourself? So now, aren’t you a little puppy?”
Bai Xin: “…”
It was rare for Cheng Jiqing to get the upper hand in an argument with Bai Xin. She leaned closer. “Come on, let me hear you bark once?”
Bai Xin detected the deliberateness in her tone. Unsure what came to mind, her displeased expression softened. She glanced sideways faintly. “Are you sure you want to hear it?”
“Why not? After all that commotion last night, I have to get some interest back, right?”
“I can, I can.” Bai Xin leaned forward slightly, tilting her head up a bit. “But I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it.”
“Why don’t you try making a sound?”
Bai Xin smiled faintly, her lips moving closer, pressing against Cheng Jiqing’s ear. Panting softly, she let out a low moan, even clearer than last night…
Cheng Jiqing: “…”
The faint light shone on Cheng Jiqing’s brown irises, devoid of warmth, leaving only a pitch-black darkness.
Bai Xin sensed the change in her breathing and said triumphantly, “Little CEO Cheng, did it sound good?”
“…”
It sounded good.
That was probably the most wonderful sound in the world, making a wave of heat wash over her.
Bai Xin was wearing a V-neck slip nightgown. Cheng Jiqing was close enough to see the finger marks on her snowy white skin.
Her expression darkened. She reached out and pulled the nightgown down a little. The sudden movement startled Bai Xin, but only for an instant, then she allowed it.
“I didn’t use much force. How are they so deep?”
Bai Xin’s chest heaved under her fingertips. “It wasn’t you.”
Cheng Jiqing paused. Bai Xin said, “It was me.”
Cheng Jiqing suddenly remembered: Bai Xin on top of her, head thrown back, lost in the peak of passion, had indeed grabbed herself…
She abruptly turned her head and coughed.
So it wasn’t just illness that could affect her throat; excessive mental agitation could also cause discomfort.
The meal lasted for half an hour.
It seemed they both deliberately slowed down, hoping to spend a little more time together.
Cheng Jiqing sensed a certain unease in Bai Xin. She wanted to spend more time with Bai Xin. If Bai Xin liked it, she could satisfy Bai Xin’s pleasure—of course, she enjoyed it very much too.
If Bai Xin wanted, she could also tell Bai Xin over and over again that she liked her, needed her, missed her.
They were both due to leave around the same time.
Cheng Jiqing changed clothes quickly and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting.
“Filming wraps up5 in another week. Can you free up a few days at the end of the month?” Cheng Jiqing asked.
“Mhm, I can.”
That was good then.
Cheng Jiqing looked down at tickets for Beiyu Town. “How about Christmas?”
Bai Xin’s slender, swan-like neck tilted slightly as she fastened the frog fasteners on her dress.
It was a slim-fitting velvet long dress with frog fasteners, and every inch of it looked perfect on Bai Xin.
“I’ll listen to you. I’ll clear my schedule.”
After last night’s turmoil, she knew Cheng Jiqing had been trying to soothe her, and indeed, her emotions had calmed down.
There were still over twenty days until her birthday. She was ready to tell Cheng Jiqing everything on that day.
Bai Xin stood in front of the mirror, reaching for the zipper at her waist. Cheng Jiqing watched from the bed for a moment, then stood up and took a rectangular, blue leather-covered box from the drawer.
Bai Xin looked through the mirror. “What is it?”
Cheng Jiqing walked up behind her, wrapped her arms around Bai Xin from the front, and opened the box.
A silver hairpin shaped like a lily lay quietly inside.
She said, “I originally wanted to give it to you for your birthday, but since you asked for a different gift, I’ll give this to you first.”
Bai Xin lowered her gaze, her fingertips resting on the lily-shaped head of the hairpin. “Do you know how to put up hair? Can you help me?”
Cheng Jiqing said yes.
Bai Xin’s dark tea-colored curly hair had grown a bit longer. Cheng Jiqing gently gathered it, combed it to the back, coiled the long hair with the hairpin, and then inserted it into the thick tresses.
Silver hairpin in her hair, a beauty like jade.
“Xinxin, you’re afraid of others looking at me, but how do you know I’m not afraid of others looking at you?” Cheng Jiqing said patiently. “So you don’t need to lock me up. My eyes are only for you too.”
If Bai Xin needed security, she would give it with all her might.
Bai Xin’s heart trembled.
She turned around and buried her face in Cheng Jiqing’s neck.
On this sunny winter day.
Her voice, as if muffled by mist, entered Cheng Jiqing’s eardrums.
“Then come and love me, Cheng Jiqing.”
Cheng Jiqing held Bai Xin, replying without a thought, “I am loving you.”
In the blink of an eye, 《Cat and Mint》 was nearing its end.
The final scene of the script was filmed on the day of the wrap-up.
This scene was precisely the ending that Tong Yanxi hadn’t written initially.
On the phone, the student remorsefully said that her approach had been purposeful, but after getting to know the teacher, she had never once thought of that white moonlight again. Her entire diary was filled with her love for the teacher.
She couldn’t leave the teacher; she had long since fallen in love with the teacher.
The teacher shook her head, hung up the phone in tears, and still got on the bus.
The very last scene was the one at the station.
When the student rushed over, the last bus had already departed.
The student knew the teacher had left.
She stood alone in the bustling crowd, feeling the people come and go.
After an unknown amount of time, she turned around, dejected, and then saw a familiar figure ahead.
At this point, the story ended.
It wasn’t explicitly stated as a HE, but staying behind offered a glimmer of hope.
It wasn’t as bleak as the ending of 《Going Ashore》.
When Cheng Jiqing saw the ending, she asked Tong Yanxi if the teacher had forgiven the student.
Tong Yanxi countered, “What do you think?”
She thought for a moment and said, “Perhaps not.”
Tong Yanxi said, “Indeed, she wouldn’t. But she loves her. In this world, everyone is a cat, and everyone is also mint. The teacher has always played the role of mint, but she is actually a cat too. If she needs it enough, she will stay.”
“But the estrangement will become a thorn.”
“So, only enough love can dispel everything. But not everyone has the courage to get off the bus again.”
Tong Yanxi said that love is the most magical thing in this world.
Therefore, wise people don’t fall in love6.
It’s always the best motto for those who haven’t stumbled7.
When it ended, many of the actors and crew members had red eyes.
Cheng Jiqing was also deeply moved. She was grateful for 《Cat and Mint》 and filled with emotion.
This was her first drama in the ABO world.
She had made a few friends here, including Tong Yanxi, Li Yunlan, and Zhou Qing.
“Ah, I can’t bear to part with my ex-wife.” Zhou Qing handed flowers to Cheng Jiqing and gave her a hug. “I really hope we can meet in the next drama.”
Zhou Qing’s affection for Cheng Jiqing was open and unabashed. She would always order orange juice specifically for Cheng Jiqing, and during meals, she would specially get a small dish of chili sauce for her.
Like a senior veteran at times, and like a child at others, she enjoyed bantering with her for fun.
Cheng Jiqing said, “I hope so too.”
Li Yunlan stood beside them, her expression gentle. Due to the earlier crying scene, her eyes were still a bit red. She said regretfully, “Let’s have a good get-together after the New Year. I have continuous announcements these few days and really don’t have the time.”
The group agreed.
Cheng Jiqing said, “Early next year then. Everyone, take good care of yourselves recently. I hope we’re all doing well when we meet again.”
“Chengcheng, keep in touch,” Li Yunlan said. “I have a feeling you’ll definitely become famous.”
Zhou Qing said, “Yeah, so don’t lose contact. If you do, I’ll say you’re ungrateful. Then I’ll expose you and spread rumors about you.”
Cheng Jiqing: “…Teacher Zhou, you’re really similar to a child I know.”
“How so?”
“Childish.”
The group burst into laughter.
Zhou Qing said, “Do you know what I regret the most? That Director Tong didn’t let me stay to watch your scene. My heart aches so much.”
Cheng Jiqing: “…”
Cheng Jiqing thought, don’t even mention that scene. Because of that scene, she had to coax Bai Xin for days.
Even now, Bai Xin would still fixate on her waist, having to grab it twice every time.
After a while, Tong Yanxi came over to talk, and the atmosphere became even livelier.
As everyone was packing up, the group moved to the side.
No one noticed a piece of equipment nearby. Someone suddenly bumped into it, and the machine came crashing down…
The hospital was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
Bai Xin was just coming out of the examination room with Tang Jia. Before they even reached the nurses’ station, they heard some discussion.
“Oh my god, there’s been an accident on the set of 《Cat and Mint》.”
“What happened?”
“It seems a lead actor was taken to the hospital by ambulance.”
Bai Xin’s face suddenly turned pale. Tang Jia also heard this and asked, “Where did you see that?”
The nurses were startled; they weren’t supposed to be on their phones casually, but one still held up her phone and said, “Weibo hot search.”
Tang Jia went over and took it.
#Accident on 《Cat and Mint》 set, lead actor suspected injured#
She turned back to see Bai Xin, face grim, walking towards the elevator while making a call.
“Hey, don’t panic,” Tang Jia advised.
The call seemed to connect.
She heard Bai Xin’s voice, unsteady.
“Are you hurt?”
Seeing this, Tang Jia was about to ask which hospital and tell her not to rush, offering to drive, when she saw Bai Xin, still on the phone, turn back. “It’s Tong Yanxi.”
Tang Jia’s heart tightened. “What?”
“The injured person is Tong Yanxi.”
As her voice fell, Tang Jia had already rushed to the elevator, her fingers rapidly pressing the down button.
Bai Xin walked over and said coolly, “Don’t panic.”
Tang Jia: “…”
“I’m really fine. My eyes just felt dizzy at the time, but I don’t feel anything now.”
Tong Yanxi pointed to her head. “You’re all making a big fuss. The internet is probably full of pen-pushers8 again. Well, fine, I’ll trade my health for a wave of hot search publicity.”
Cheng Jiqing was at the door, having just hung up with Bai Xin, and happened to hear the person inside speaking.
“…” Such a big heart9, she thought.
She was about to go in when her phone vibrated.
A WeChat message from Qin Yufu.
【It’s not you who got hurt, right?】
Cheng Jiqing replied: 【No, it’s another colleague.】
Qin Yufu: 【You scared me! As long as it’s not you…】
Qin Yufu: 【That doesn’t sound right either. Anyway, be careful in the future.】
Cheng Jiqing chuckled and replied: 【Thanks for your concern. You take care too.】
Qin Yufu had started her own tech studio a while ago and was doing very well now. Occasionally, she would post updates about Miaomiao. In short, she would never return to her pitiful life from before.
When a person developed their own thoughts, they could live much more contentedly—most of the time.
Qin Yufu sent her two photos of Miaomiao. The cat had grown bigger, its eyes already a light blue, looking adorably naive and extremely beautiful.
Cheng Jiqing was about to reply when her phone screen was filled by an incoming call.
She looked at the ‘long-time-no-see’ caller ID, paused for a moment, and answered.
“Chengcheng, are you hurt?”
Cheng Jiqing said, “No, it wasn’t me.”
The other end fell silent for a moment. “Good, that’s good then.”
“Mhm.”
After Xiao Nanzhou left last time, she and Cheng Jing hadn’t contacted each other at all.
This sudden contact now felt even more distant.
Like the atmosphere between two strangers.
After a few more seconds, Cheng Jing said, “Then… I won’t disturb you.”
“Last time, your secretary called me, saying you weren’t going to the company?”
“I’ve already gone back,” Cheng Jing said. “There are still some important matters to handle.”
This sounded a bit strange.
It was quiet on Cheng Jing’s end. Cheng Jiqing heard a faint knock on the door from that side. She said, “Mhm, let’s leave it at that then.”
“Chengcheng.”
Cheng Jiqing’s movement to hang up paused.
Cheng Jing said, “I’m sorry.”
Cheng Jiqing didn’t answer. She couldn’t answer. Perhaps Cheng Jing had her own difficulties for everything she did, and was perhaps pitiable in her own right, but unfortunately, she wasn’t the original owner of this body.
So, the answer corresponding to that “sorry,” she couldn’t give.
Nor was she qualified to give it.
Cheng Jing hung up the phone and placed it on the desk.
She stood with her back to the light, her eyes slightly lowered, most of her face hidden in shadow. After a moment, her emotions calmed somewhat, and she coolly allowed the person outside the door to enter.
Secretary Liu placed a stack of work documents on the desk, all requiring Cheng Jing’s signature and review.
After spending over ten minutes discussing work matters, Secretary Liu finally said, “CEO Cheng, there’s progress regarding Bai Xin’s matter.”
Cheng Jing’s brow was icy. Ever since she reappeared after disappearing for a few days, her mood hadn’t been good.
“Speak.”
Perhaps Cheng Jiqing wouldn’t believe it, but she now hoped that no problems would be found with Bai Xin.
If Cheng Jiqing truly liked her, she wouldn’t interfere anymore, nor did she have the qualification to…
But the premise was that Bai Xin had no issues.
If it would harm Cheng Jiqing, she could never sit idly by.
This was her bottom line.
“There’s someone around Bai Xin named Tang Jia, who works at the largest AO Private Hospital in the city, managing the 16th floor. She’s somewhat renowned in academic circles. It was through her that we found out Bai Xin goes there for check-ups every few days… and with extremely high frequency.”
Secretary Liu continued slowly, “So, we spent some effort and found a nurse who was dismissed a month ago due to a mistake. From her, we learned some astonishing news—Little CEO Cheng also frequently went there for blood tests and check-ups a month ago. At its peak, it was twice a week, and this continued for some time.”
“What kind of check-ups?”
Cheng Jing frowned. “What’s wrong with her?”
As soon as she asked, she realized that if it were due to illness, Secretary Liu would have told her in the first sentence.
“Don’t worry, Little CEO Cheng is fine. The problematic point lies with the blood samples. That nurse said all VIP blood samples are sent to the testing lab uniformly. Only Little CEO Cheng’s blood samples… were sealed separately and stored with the head nurse.”
Secretary Liu said, “She noticed it twice and found that Tang Jia would personally take the samples to the laboratory afterwards.”
It was a laboratory, not a testing lab.
A dangerous glint flashed in Cheng Jing’s sharp eyes.
Secretary Liu said, “I’m worried that there’s some ulterior secret behind this.”
She observed Cheng Jing’s expression and voiced her speculation.
“Perhaps even Little CEO Cheng is being kept in the dark.”
The author has something to say:
Chengcheng: Your little puppy bark has quite something to it10, even a real dog wouldn’t recognize it11.
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