It might lead to fever and inflammation or possibly surgery, in the worst-case scenario.
Mo Liuxi read the comments from some women. Many said it was indescribably painful.
She won’t be asking for Shi Xiang for help in the end, will she? Mo Liuxi thought.
Thinking of Shi Xiang’s face, he wanted so much to stomp his foot on that man again and again.
…
Yan Su returned to her room. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to go back and punch Mo Liuxi in the face.
How come he was becoming more and more brazen?
Free of charge? Why didn’t he start a new career as a professional human breast pump?
What a nasty human being.
Her swollen breasts were extremely painful, so the first thing she did after returning to her room was to pump the milk and give her breasts a hot compress.
Soon, Jiaojiao came to her room. “I was here half an hour ago. You weren’t here.” She looked at Yan Su suspiciously.
“I went for breakfast,” Yan Su lied. She was starving.
“But I went to breakfast too and didn’t see you.” Jiaojiao looked at her and sighed. “You didn’t go to see Mr. Mo, did you?”
Yan Su had no choice but to tell her the truth, “He has a fever because of me. I had no choice.”
“You two…” Jiaojiao didn’t know what to say. “No one saw you, right?”
Yan Su shook her head.
“Be careful,” said Jiaojiao. “I’ll go get you some breakfast. The makeup artist is on the way. You didn’t sleep well last night, so you’re gonna need heavier makeup today.”
Yan Su almost collapsed, feeling as if she was attending a fashion week instead of a film festival. She had to spend hours on her makeup every day. Being a woman could be tedious at times.
Tonight, she would be walking the red carpet for the screening of Director Li’s new film. What she wore today was a black evening dress. After lunch, she went downstairs and got into the ferry.
Mo Liuxi was the last one to come downstairs. He was wearing a well-cut dark green suit that made him look devastatingly handsome.
Yan Su didn’t look at him though but dropped her head to look at her phone.
However, shortly after the ferry left, she started feeling sick. She dropped her phone but didn’t feel better.
At that moment, Mo Liuxi who was sitting diagonally in front of her, abruptly said to Lu Tao, “Mr. Lu, you have some ginger, don’t you? Can I have a piece? I’m feeling seasick.”
“Really? You were okay yesterday.” Lu Tao handed him a pack of ginger.
Mo Liuxi ate two slices, then threw the pack to Yan Ziqian, who was in front of him, and said, “Would you like some?”
“I’m not seasick.” Yang Ziqian shook her head.
“Give it back to Mr. Lu then.” Mo Liuxi turned to look at the sea.
Yang Ziqian ate a slice, then asked Ji Nuanyi if she wanted some. Ji Nuanyi politely took the pack of ginger and asked Yan Su if she needed some.
Yan Su was feeling unwell, so she had a few slices. After swallowing the ginger, she felt much better, and soon the sour taste coming from her throat was gone.
Ji Nuanyi blinked, glanced at Yan Su and then at Mo Liuxi, and curved her lips in a faint smile, seemingly figuring something out.
…
Some Chinese reporters were scattering near the red carpet before the movie theater. Several foreign reporters were there too, but not as many as yesterday.
Director Li’s new film, which had a large international audience, would be screened in the movie theater in the afternoon.
The crew walked through the red carpet. Mo Liuxi and Yan Su had to walk arm in arm. On the red carpet, Mo Liuxi glanced at Yan Su. His eyes automatically landed on her chest. However, it was wrapped tightly in her dress so that he couldn’t see anything.
Yan Su felt his gaze and pinched his arm hard.
Mo Liuxi was agitated.
Yan Su slightly moved her lips without making any sound. However, Mo Liuxi read her lips. She was saying—”You deserve it.”
