Chapter 89

“Will you be going to work tomorrow?”

“Of course. I already skipped work for a day. I don’t feel uncomfortable anywhere in particular, either, so I can carry out operations like usual,” Jun Zishu said as she placed the meat she diced into a bowl.

“Will you not be returning for lunch again tomorrow?”

“Mhm, I might not have time for that. I don’t know how many operations I will have to perform in the morning. I might not even have time for lunch if I am too busy.”

The workload and responsibilities that came with being a doctor were incredibly heavy. She was holding the lives of others in her hands, after all.

“I’ll wait for you to come home for dinner, then.”

“Okay.”

After processing all the necessary ingredients for dinner, Jun Zishu took a seat by the dining table and watched Yun Zizhou cook.

Not long afterward, the rice cooker finished cooking the rice. Then, Jun Zishu waited for around five minutes before unplugging the rice cooker.

At this time, the fragrant smell of food had also entered Jun Zishu’s nose as Yun Zizhou served the dishes she cooked onto the dining table.

“You can cook much better than me,” Jun Zishu commented, giving Yun Zizhou a thumbs-up as she looked at the delectable dishes on the table.

“Give them a try first, Big Sister. It would be great if you like them.”

Yun Zizhou had made four dishes for dinner: braised fish in brown sauce, fried prawns with green onion, fried pork with sliced tofu, and century egg with tofu soup. Both the presentation and the smell of the four dishes were excellent.

“Should I not have cooked that day?” Jun Zishu asked when she recalled the meal she cooked for Yun Zizhou two days ago. Although she felt that she had done well in her cooking that day, when she compared her cooking with Yun Zizhou’s, she felt that she should’ve passed Yun Zizhou the spatula instead.

In response, Yun Zizhou chuckled in amusement as she passed Jun Zishu a pair of chopsticks.

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Dinner was a pleasant experience for Jun Zishu. The joy and comfort Yun Zizhou’s delicious cooking brought helped alleviate the stress she accumulated because of her mission.

As Jun Zishu’s wrists were wounded, it wasn’t suitable for her to come into contact with water. Thus, Yun Zizhou took on the responsibility of doing the dishes as well. Jun Zishu did not insist on taking this responsibility, either.

With her stomach filled and wounds treated, Jun Zishu felt that it was about time she faced the matters she dreaded to face.

Unlocking her phone, Jun Zishu sent her new phone number via WeChat to people she deemed necessary to notify, such as Mother Jiang, Zhang Lan, her superior at the hospital, and the doctors she often communicated with.

After doing so, she started browsing through the unread messages she had accumulated during these past two days.

First up was Yu Biling. Jun Zishu had received several dozen messages from her during these two days.

No.2: I got your chocolate. It’s very delicious, but I still want to see you.

No.2: When can we meet?

No.2: It’s Valentine’s Day, yet I’m spending it as if I’m single. I got fed dog food by the tonnes today. I even had a bunch of customers asking me to sing romantic songs tonight. I really want to wish them an early breakup.

No.2: (Aggrieved.jpg)

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No.2: Why aren’t you replying to any of my messages?

No.2: Are you busy right now?

No.2: (Call failed.)

No.2: Why aren’t you picking up the phone?

No.2: Goodnight. Remember to give me an explanation.

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Jun Zishu could feel the change in Yu Biling’s emotions as she read through the other party’s messages one after another. Yu Biling’s mood had gone from happy to manic, to calm. However, despite sending several dozen messages yesterday, Yu Biling did not send even one message today.

Little Fairy, if I break up with her on WeChat right now, what do you think are the chances that she will fly here with a knife and kill me?

[One hundred percent?]

Although Yu Biling didn’t know much about the original Jiang Wentong, she did know which city Jiang Wentong lived in and which hospital Jiang Wentong worked at. So, it wouldn’t take Yu Biling much effort to find Jun Zishu.

With a calm expression, Jun Zishu typed a reply to Yu Biling.

Jiang Wentong: Something happened. I’ll send you my new phone number.

As soon as Jun Zishu sent out her message, she received a video call request from Yu Biling.

Having expected such a situation, Jun Zishu calmly walked into her room and locked the door behind her. Then, after taking a deep breath, she held up her phone and answered the call.

“Why did you suddenly change your phone number?”

Yu Biling’s voice came through the phone as soon as the call connected. Through the screen, Jun Zishu could see that Yu Biling wore a leather top that gave her a sexy appearance. It would also seem that Yu Biling was getting ready for work as she was in the midst of doing her makeup when she called Jun Zishu. Thanks to her makeup, though, her expression didn’t seem as severe as the tone she spoke in.

“I was unlucky and got robbed yesterday, so I had to get a new phone and SIM card set up,” Jun Zishu said. Then, making a regretful expression, she continued, “It’s a pity since I liked that phone very much. Thankfully, I managed to get one in the same model and color today.”

“No wonder I couldn’t reach you yesterday. Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”

When Yu Biling heard Jun Zishu’s words, she promptly dropped what she was doing and stuck her face close to her phone. She wanted to get a closer look at Jun Zishu and see if her girlfriend was injured anywhere.

“My wrist got injured slightly. As for possessions, apart from my phone and some cash, I didn’t lose anything else,” Jun Zishu said. She even deliberately showed Yu Biling her right wrist to prove that she wasn’t lying.

“That’s a relief. I thought…”

“Thought what?” Jun Zishu smiled, a hint of playfulness appearing in her eyes.

“What else do you think I would assume?” Yu Biling responded in a pouting manner. Although she hadn’t finished putting on her makeup yet, her face and expression still gave off a wild sense of beauty.

Then, while putting on her eyeliner and mascara, Yu Biling said in a grumbling tone, “My shift is starting soon, so we’ll have to end it here. Make sure to take care of yourself. I haven’t even had time to give you any Valentine’s gifts yet. You haven’t told me your address yet, either.”

“Haven’t you given me my Valentine’s gift already?”

“Hm? What is it?”

“Your heart, of course.”

“You! Hmph! You’re lucky I can’t kiss you through the phone!”

Jun Zishu smiled as she watched Yu Biling hang up the video call. Then, as soon as the call ended, her smile faded, and her expression turned cold.

This one, she decided to save for last.

If she could deal with the most abnormal one, this one wouldn’t be a problem at all.

[Your acting is getting scummier and scummier, Host.]

Thank you for the praise.

After exchanging some small talk with Little Fairy, Jun Zishu continued reading the other messages she received.

Unsurprisingly, Jun Zishu had also received messages from Pan Yingying. However, unlike Yu Biling, Pan Yingying only sent her a few messages.

Pan Yingying: Happy Valentine’s Day, Big Sister Wentong. (Heart)

Pan Yingying: Have you broken up with Wei Jiangen already? He keeps staying in his dormitory. He didn’t even come out to celebrate Valentine’s Day with you.

Pan Yingying: But that’s good. When I asked him about the relationship between you two, his reaction was very strange.

Pan Yingying: He was super scary QAQ

When Jun Zishu saw the message about Wei Jiangen being “super scary,” she couldn’t help but massage her temples.

Who could be scarier than you, little girl?

Have you forgotten how you smashed someone’s head against the wall in the restaurant toilet back then?

After pondering for a moment, Jun Zishu felt that she needed to come up with an excuse for Pan Yingying. It’d be best if she made her reply as vague as possible.

Jiang Wentong: We got into a little conflict, so we won’t be meeting each other for the time being.

Pan Yingying did not reply spontaneously like Yu Biling. Jun Zishu didn’t mind it as she switched to a different conversation window.

Meanwhile, as soon as Jun Zishu thought about how she needed to have a conversation with Mi Rou, she couldn’t help but have a heavy heart.

Unlike with Yu Biling, Jun Zishu had already changed Mi Rou’s nickname to her actual name.

Out of her three girlfriends, Jun Zishu received the least number of messages from Mi Rou. To be precise, Mi Rou only sent two short and simple messages.

Mi Rou: Happy

Mi Rou: Valentine’s Day

However, Jun Zishu didn’t think that these messages were simple at all. She felt that Mi Rou should’ve already noticed the change in her heart.

So what if she noticed? Jun Zishu tucked her hair back, a nonchalant smirk appearing on her face.

Jiang Wentong: I changed to a new number.

Jiang Wentong: 182xxxxxxxx

Mi Rou: Hm? Why did you change numbers?

Jiang Wentong: I lost my phone, so I got it changed.

Mi Rou: Okay, I’ll save it.

Jiang Wentong: Mhm.

It did not seem like a conversation between lovers at all.

Jun Zishu didn’t continue the conversation. Mi Rou didn’t say anything else, either.

The conversation ended, just like that. Mi Rou did not bring up the two messages she sent on Valentine’s Day, nor did Jun Zishu.

After seeing no activity on the message window for a minute, Jun Zishu exited her WeChat and let out a yawn. Although she had remained mostly unconscious throughout her kidnapping, her body was exhausted right now.

Opening the door, she walked out into the living room and filled herself a cup of hot water at the water dispenser. Then, she started reading a book on the sofa while sipping on the hot water, her life, at the moment, being the best it could be.

Sometime later, her phone rang, and the caller was a familiar number originating from the same city.

“Yo. Why did you suddenly change your number? Don’t tell me you’re trying to avoid getting hunted by your little boyfriends?”

Zhang Lan’s joking voice came through the phone, her voice accompanied by a noisy background sound.

“Something like that,” Jun Zishu lazily responded. She had broken up with Shi Yu and Wei Jiangen already, after all.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Have you finally started suffering the consequences of adultery? Did those boyfriends of yours cry and beg you not to break up with them?” Zhang Lan asked.

Jun Zishu remained silent. Zhang Lan was wrong in her conjecture. Rather than cry and beg Jun Zishu not to break up, Shi Yu and Wei Jiangen had threatened to kill her instead.

“Did you break up with all of them already?”

“Not yet. I’m still working on it.”

“What’s there to fuss over a breakup? They should have an idea of what’s going on so long as you stop contacting them. Wait, no, you’re different. You’ve always emphasized gentle beginnings and endings. Heh, I bet that there are still tons of people holding you in their hearts and hoping that they can reunite with you one day.”

“Impossible.”

“I thought as much. Well, that’s it from me. I’m hanging up now. Gotta go back to my fun.”

“Go ahead.”

It was almost 10 PM when Jun Zishu ended her call with Zhang Lan. So, Jun Zishu reflexively walked into Yun Zizhou’s room and prepared to wait for her godsister’s live stream.

All of the unhappiness she suffered because of those yanderes would disappear in front of her cute little godsister.

“Do you have any songs you want to hear, Big Sister?” Yun Zizhou asked as she opened her playlist and showed it to Jun Zishu.

“This one, then,” Jun Zishu said as she randomly chose a song.

Yun Zizhou was a little stunned when she saw the selected song.

“What’s wrong? Is it difficult to sing?” Jun Zishu asked when she noticed Yun Zizhou’s reaction.

“No, it’s fine. I don’t sing it often, but I know how to sing it.”

Yun Zizhou smiled before turning on her microphone.

“I will be dedicating today’s opening song to a specific person.’

Yun Zizhou’s voice was clear and pleasant. However, the moment she finished speaking, her stream’s live chat instantly exploded with activity.