"I don't know when you'll be back, so I've been waiting for you downstairs since noon. I didn't dare to eat for fear of missing you. I'm usually fine, but I didn't expect this old problem to act up again."
After Sheng Chenjin finished explaining, he immediately feigned stomach pain again and hunched over. "Okay, okay, stop talking. Let's go inside."
She helped Sheng Chenjin stagger into the house. "Do you have any medicine? People with stomach problems should all carry medicine, right? Where is your medicine?"
As soon as Shi Xinxin had settled Sheng Chenjin onto the sofa, she immediately started asking where his medicine was. Seeing his pained expression, Shi Xinxin was a little anxious.
This was a joke Sheng Chenjin had made up on the spot; how could he have stomach medicine with him? "This old problem hasn't bothered me for a long time, so I haven't carried medicine for a long time."
"Then what should we do? What medicine do you usually take? I'll go downstairs and buy it for you." As soon as he heard Shi Xinxin was about to leave, Sheng Chenjin quickly stopped her.
He wasn't sick at all, so how could he take medicine blindly? Besides, if Shi Xinxin left the room, his attempt to enter this room would have been in vain.
"The medicine I take is all imported and can't be bought at ordinary pharmacies. Can you get me something warm?"
"Are you sure it's okay?" Shi Xinxin looked at Sheng Chenjin with doubt. These rich people were so troublesome, even being picky about imported medicine, and causing trouble at a crucial moment.
"It's fine, the doctor also said it's better to take less medicine."
"Alright then." Shi Xinxin got up and went around the house. There were only some vegetables and rice she had bought before, and some bread. There wasn't even any milk.
"I don't have much here. Can I make you some vegetable congee? And I can steam an egg for you."
"Anything is fine, as long as it's warm." Sheng Chenjin wasn't picky. When he heard about making congee, that was the best.
It would take two to three hours to cook the congee. It was late at night, and after two or three hours, Shi Xinxin wouldn't be able to kick him out. This was exactly what he wanted.
Shi Xinxin started washing the rice. As soon as she put the rice in the pot, she turned to look at Sheng Chenjin. Sheng Chenjin immediately feigned illness again, frowning in pain.
How could that be? The rice had just started cooking, and it wouldn't be easy to make it mushy. She couldn't let him wait hungry like this.
Shi Xinxin went to the refrigerator again. There were a few fruits left, and some toast. "The congee will take a long time to cook. How about I make you a sandwich first?"
"Okay..." Sheng Chenjin replied weakly. He had originally thought that Shi Xinxin would come back to the sofa once it was cooked, but he hadn't expected her to make sandwiches, too. Why so many things?
Hurry up and come over, Sheng Chenjin prayed in his heart. He had finally found Shi Xinxin, and they had only confirmed their relationship not long ago, but then such a thing happened.
He had finally legitimately gotten a girlfriend, but since they confirmed their relationship, he hadn't even had a proper hug.
Now that they had some private time together, Shi Xinxin was still busy with other things, not in a hurry at all. Sheng Chenjin was a little annoyed.
A moment later, Shi Xinxin came to Sheng Chenjin with fruit and a sandwich. "Eat some of this first to line your stomach."
Sheng Chenjin glanced at the plate and then weakly slumped back onto the sofa. "What's wrong? Aren't you hungry? Eat something first to tide you over. The congee will take a long time."
Seeing that Sheng Chenjin had no appetite, Shi Xinxin wanted to persuade him to eat something. After all, some food in the stomach might make him feel more comfortable.
"You don't have a stomach problem, do you?" Sheng Chenjin asked weakly.
"No, I don't." Although she often worked overtime, Shi Xinxin never mistreated her stomach. She would rather extend her overtime hours than miss her meal times.
Therefore, despite being a busy white-collar worker, she was very healthy and didn't have stomach problems.
"I knew it. These things are too hard. People with stomach pain can't eat them."
"Can't eat them?" Shi Xinxin couldn't understand. "How are the fruit and sandwich hard? Besides, once it's in your stomach, it all turns into food scraps. What does it have to do with being hard or not?"
"Anyway, I can't digest them. I don't care, I won't eat these. I'll wait until the congee is ready." Sheng Chenjin started to be unreasonable.
"But the congee will take a long time. Your stomach will only get worse if you stay hungry like this."
"Then I won't eat it either," Sheng Chenjin insisted. He was still upset that Shi Xinxin hadn't answered his calls for so long and had just locked him out earlier.
Now that he was inside, he had to tease her properly. Shi Xinxin sighed and looked at Sheng Chenjin, who was lying on the sofa, with concern.
"Then how will you be willing to eat?"
"Remove the crusts from the bread, and juice this fruit." Sheng Chenjin commanded. Despite his poor mental state, he still gave orders with the same demeanor as he had in the villa before.
Shi Xinxin looked at the person in front of her, hating him to the bone. "You're so spoiled! You want the crusts removed from the bread, and don't you know that a juicer will damage the nutrients in the fruit pulp?"
As Shi Xinxin carried the food to the kitchen, she vented her frustration. However, she had no choice but to endure it, given that Sheng Chenjin was supposedly sick and she had no other food options.
Seeing Shi Xinxin in the kitchen, throwing a tantrum while preparing food for him, Sheng Chenjin was overjoyed.
To further emphasize how seriously ill he was, he only ate a little of the second sandwich and juice that Shi Xinxin brought him, insisting that his stomach still felt uncomfortable and he needed to eat something hot.
"If it's that serious, you definitely need to take medicine. I'll go downstairs and buy some. The congee should be ready by then. You can take your medicine after eating."
This time, Shi Xinxin didn't pay any attention to Sheng Chenjin's objections. She walked directly to the door, picked up her keys, and quickly went downstairs.
Sheng Chenjin sighed. Why couldn't she understand his intentions? He got up and wandered around the room.
The room was still decorated in the style of a young girl, delicate and cute. Although no one had lived there for a long time, it was still spotless, and there was not a trace of odor in the refrigerator.
It was evident that Shi Xinxin was a very independent person to keep her home so well-organized while living alone. Living with her, she should be able to manage such a large villa, right?
Unconsciously, he became immersed in his fantasies and thoughts of their future life together when he suddenly heard the sound of a key in the lock. Sheng Chenjin was startled.
He took three quick steps and hurried back to the sofa, regaining his previous sickly appearance just before Shi Xinxin opened the door.