The next day, hospital.
Fearing he would be late for class today, Young Master Fei had gone to bed immediately after digesting his dinner last night, only to find himself tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep no matter what.
(Righteous fathers who went to bed early during the gaokao only to find themselves tossing and turning and unable to sleep should understand this deeply.)
Just like that, a dazed and exhausted Young Master Fei dragged himself out of bed, feeling entirely limp all over and completely drained of energy.
He really wanted to lie back down and catch up on some sleep.
Unfortunately, a glance at his Rolex.
It was already eight o'clock, and he had an appointment with his teacher at nine, so hopes of a nap were dashed.
Thinking of this, Young Master Fei sighed helplessly, Sigh, I might as well finish eating, quickly tidy up, and head out, or I'll be late.
The setup of this hospital room was quite complete. Aside from the single main sickroom, there was also a washroom and a companion room, meaning it had everything except a kitchen.
After washing up and returning to the main room.
"Ah~" Letting out a yawn and stretching lazily, Young Master Fei noticed two breakfast boxes on the bedside table.
Huh?
Why were there two today?
He had seen Jiang Anran's lunchbox yesterday; its capacity was tiny, roughly only half of his own.
Yet today, those two boxes looked indistinguishable in size.
Curious, he picked up the one he hadn't seen yesterday, and was surprised to find a note hidden underneath.
He unfolded the note, which read: Fei Yangyao, today is day one, and I will definitely win you over! I refuse to believe you won't be moved by a daily breakfast from now on!
Seeing this, Young Master Fei could not help but flash a bitter smile.
Without guessing, he knew this must have been prepared for him by Gu Xiyue.
Still, did she have some kind of misunderstanding about pursuing people? Could giving someone something every day really make them fall for you?
Who on earth gave her such a wrong concept?
Oh, it was the former me, never mind then.
Realizing that the original Fei Yangyao used to do things this way, he immediately felt relieved.
Opening the lunchbox...
How should he put it?
One could see the sincerity in it, and there was plenty of room for growth!
Fei Yangyao stared at the side dishes before him. They looked ten-tenths, or at least nine-tenths, burnt, but out of curiosity, he still bravely took a bite.
Salty as hell!
He quickly scooped up a couple of spoonfuls of watery porridge to neutralize it.
However, when he put the porridge into his mouth, he was shocked to find...
Whoa! Why was this porridge raw?
No way? Could someone still cook raw porridge in modern society? Wouldn't a rice cooker automatically finish cooking it once you pressed the button?
Unable to process this, Young Master Fei decided not to think about it anymore.
Amitabha, merciful Buddha, it's truly not that I refuse to eat, but I would only eat it if it were humanly possible.
Burnt little side dishes paired with raw porridge, hospital extra shifts and I lose my years!
He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled to steady his mood.
Afterward, he gently closed the King of Hell's coffin lid—or rather, the lid of that lunchbox.
Mmm, Jiang Anran's cooking was still better; it looked, smelled, and tasted wonderful, just like yesterday.
He stopped overthinking, finished his meal in big mouthfuls, and left for class.
Inside a business private box at a cafe near South City University, Xiao Luobing was sipping coffee while using a laptop to handle company affairs.
As someone who was once the Southern Kingdom's most dazzling up-and-coming star, she was only twenty-four years old this year. Counting from her debut at age twelve until her retirement from the industry the year before last to establish Luobing Pharmaceuticals, she had spent a full decade churning through the Southern Kingdom's entertainment circle.
Reflecting on the past, she could not help but feel a wave of mixed emotions.
Back then, because her family did not support her acting career, despite bearing the name of the eldest princess of the Xiao family—one of the Four Great Families of South City, alongside the Fus, Xios, and Gus—she had actually relied entirely on her own hard work and struggle.
Becoming an outstanding actor in the past and having her acting skills loved by the audience was her unwavering dream.
Yet just as she was taking practical, step-by-step strides toward her goal, fate played a trick on her. An unfortunate accident two years ago damaged her face, dashing any possibility of continuing to shine on the silver screen.
What followed was a flood of acting offers receding like the tide.
Not only did new ones stop coming, but even the doors of former collaborators who were working with her on projects slammed shut one after another, despite facing massive breach-of-contract penalties.
The collapse of her acting career left her deeply depressed for a spell. Fortunately, a netizen had constantly encouraged her, allowing her to regain her spirit and found this pharmaceutical company.
Although her family hoped she would undergo medical aesthetic surgery to recover, she refused. Modern cosmetic procedures came with all sorts of lingering sequelae, not to mention the high likelihood of facial stiffness—an unacceptable price for an actor.
Precisely because of this, after founding this pharmaceutical company, she hoped to develop medicine that could perfectly restore her face, not only repairing her own appearance but also helping those plagued by scars or congenital defects, especially those actors who similarly held stage dreams. They had also cheered her on during her lowest points.
Though the hope of returning to her acting career remained a distant dream, she gradually grew to love her second career. The sense of fulfillment brought by developing drugs that could help others and cure patients made her feel satisfied.
By having a sharp eye for talent, poaching a dark horse from the overseas medical community, and combining that with good luck and sound management, through two years of development, Luobing Pharmaceuticals had grown into a respectable, modestly sized company.
Regrettably, due to a recent business misstep, the company's cash flow had dried up. Every time the company lacked money, she would go out and teach private lessons to earn some extra cash, and this time was no exception, as she had just taken on a large order.
Only, the other party's requests were somewhat strange.
Could not reveal their identity...
"Knock, knock, knock..."
The sound of knocking interrupted her thoughts.
Xiao Luobing knew he had arrived. She closed her laptop, put on her mask, donned plain-lenses glasses, and said, "Please come in!"
The person knocking outside the door was none other than Fei Yangyao.
He was quite satisfied with Uncle Fu's arrangements.
Even though he was going to learn some acting skills, setting aside the learning process itself, how to actually go about studying required some careful consideration.
Fei Yangyao's persona was that of an arrogant, dissolute young master, which meant he could not get tainted by such an unhealthy trend as diligent and inquisitive study.
Not a single bit! It had to be strictly cracked down upon!
Which meant he couldn't let the teacher know who he was. On that point, Uncle Fu's agreement with the other party only mentioned "my young master."
Mmm, very good, they grasped my spirit.
Just imagine, if the teacher saw him and greeted him with, "Young Master Fei, here to study?"
How humiliating would that be?
How base would that be?
Secondly, regarding the location of the class, outsiders couldn't be allowed to accidentally run into him, especially the female leads!
Young Master Fei hadn't expected Uncle Fu to execute this part to perfection either. After all, with the original book's female leads scattered all over South City, finding a remote place to hold class really wasn't easy, and the spot Uncle Fu booked wasn't necessarily the best, but it was close. The cafe's business was terribly sluggish, and the outer lobby could practically be described as deserted. It was completely impossible for anyone to see him.
At the time, he had originally planned to tweak this agenda, only to discover that Uncle Fu could perfectly get all of his ideas.
Young Master Fei was very satisfied.
He put on the mask he bought along the way and pushed open the door to enter.
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