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Chapter 349 Harmonious Atmosphere

When Jiang Zhouzhou heard Gu Nanfeng's words, the hairs on her body stood on end.

Because Yin Yue really is that kind of person in private...

However, the man who was exposed not only remained calm and composed, but also turned the tables on Gu Nanfeng without changing his expression.

But there was another person who loved watching the drama unfold. While sipping her tea, she said with great interest, "This is really interesting. You two have a good chat. I will learn from Zhuzhen."

Jiang Zhouzhou's vision blurred, and she said dizzily, "I'm so hungry, what delicious food did Brother Nanfeng bring me?"

Knowing she was deliberately changing the subject, Gu Nanfeng chuckled and said, "Then let's eat first!"

Looking up at Lin Chen, Lin Chen very tactfully placed the carefully packaged food on the table.

They were even more attentive and considerate than the waiters, unpacking the packages and arranging them neatly.

"Zhouzhou, eat more so you can recover faster."

The aroma of food began to fill the air.

"Thank you, Lin Chen."

Jiang Zhouzhou looked at him. Now, besides her, only Lin Chen, the only "honest man," remained in the living room.

Lin Chen placed the chopsticks in front of her and grinned, "Eat up! I promise it's still warm."

Zhou Xian glanced down at the bland food and said abruptly, "As expected of a show-off, using his abs to keep it warm, it really hasn't gotten cold at all."

Jiang Zhouzhou paused, her hand holding the chopsticks still: "..."

Lin Chen glared at his sarcastic, fake brother and frowned, saying, "Zhou Xian, are you out of your mind? You always pick on me."

He just tried to curry favor with Zhouzhou, and this guy's every word was barbed, as if he wanted to stab him to death.

Zhou Xian slowly twirled the water glass in his hand, smiling casually: "There's nothing I can do, you're the easiest to bully."

Lin Chen almost choked on his words, and looked at Jiang Zhouzhou for help: "Zhouzhou, look at this bastard, he's deliberately causing trouble for no reason, let's get rid of him first!"

Jiang Zhouzhou felt her scalp tingling. Just when Yin Yue and Nan Feng had finally stopped talking, these two started bickering like elementary school kids again.

Her brows furrowed tightly, and she said in a light voice, "I prefer a quiet environment when I eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, his ears were instantly quiet.

Yin Yue slowly ladled porridge for her. The crisp sound of the porcelain spoon hitting the white porcelain bowl was particularly abrupt in the quiet atmosphere. The porridge made with pork ribs and yam was fragrant and tender.

Compared to Lin Chen, his service was much more considerate.

She held the porcelain spoon to Jiang Zhouzhou's lips and gently coaxed her, "Eat this for now, and I'll make you something delicious when you're better."

Gu Nanfeng raised an eyebrow. This American cockroach was subtly implying that the food he brought was not good.

Even without looking up, Jiang Zhouzhou could feel three chilly gazes.

Her slender white fingers reached for the porcelain spoon in Yin Yue's hand, and she said softly, "Brother Yin Yue, I can do it myself."

But he gripped the small spoon tightly in his hand, and his gentle eyes held an unyielding strength that refused to give. Jiang Zhouzhou failed to snatch it and could only lean forward slightly, resignedly accepting the feeding.

Fortunately, what she said earlier had an effect; although the other three had subtle tensions in their eyes, they didn't say anything.

The atmosphere, strangely harmonious, fell into place amidst this bizarre situation.

Jiang Zhouzhou had no appetite and only ate half a bowl of porridge before she couldn't eat anymore.

"Listen to me, have one more bite." Yin Yue coaxed her, bringing the porcelain spoon to her lips again.

"I really can't eat anymore," Jiang Zhouzhou protested softly, her voice even weaker due to the fever.

Standing to the side, Zhou Xian seized the opportunity to speak, scoffing, "You only ate this little bit? Is that fair to President Gu, such a busy man, who went to all the trouble of bringing you food? Is that fair to Lin Xiaosan's stomach, which was burned and sore? Or is it..."

He suddenly stopped, then put down his water glass and rolled up his sleeves.

His languid tone carried a hint of amusement: "Want someone else to feed you?"

When Jiang Zhouzhou saw him coming over, she quickly picked up her bowl and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

Yin Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, glancing at the nonchalant Zhou Xian out of the corner of his eye.

Although the method is simple and crude, it works surprisingly well.

Seeing Zhouzhou put down her bowl, Yin Yue wanted to take a tissue to wipe her lips, but someone was one step ahead of him.

A soft tissue gently wiped the corners of her lips, each movement incredibly gentle.

Yin Yue's eyes darkened as he silently watched Gu Nanfeng, who was trying to curry favor with him.

Caught between the two, Jiang Zhouzhou felt extremely uncomfortable and could only resign herself to letting Gu Nanfeng wipe her lips.

"Have you taken her temperature?" Gu Nanfeng reached out and touched her forehead.

"Let me see if the fever is still there?" Yin Yue's voice rang out at the same time.

Their hands collided in mid-air.

The ginger porridge sandwiched in the middle seemed to be sparking.

The next second, Yin Yue picked up a tissue from the table and vigorously wiped his fingers, as if he wanted to rub off a layer of skin.

Gu Nanfeng got up and went to the kitchen, and soon the sound of running water could be heard.

When Gu Nanfeng returned, Jiang Zhouzhou looked at his reddened hands, then at the others, and said weakly, "You guys go back first! I'm much better now. After I take my medicine and rest for a while, I should be almost fully recovered."

Yin Yue smiled slightly: "I'll stay with you a little longer, make sure you finish your medicine and feel better before I leave."

Gu Nanfeng and Yin Yue's eyes met, and Gu Nanfeng smiled and said, "I'm worried about leaving you in this state."

Yin Yue's lips twitched slightly, and he asked casually, "Is President Gu worried about Zhouzhou, or about me?"

Gu Nanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Yin, do you think you are a treacherous and untrustworthy person to ask this question?"

Putting aside the content of their conversation, just looking at the smiles on their faces and the harmonious atmosphere, Jiang Zhouzhou felt that if she poured them a glass of wine, they would definitely clink glasses and drink together.

She shrank back; since they were unwilling to leave, she had no choice but to leave herself.

I made up my mind not to get involved in any trouble.

Jiang Zhouzhou yawned wearily, her eyes moist with sleepiness, and said in a soft voice, "My head hurts, I'm going back to my bedroom to lie down for a while."

Before anyone else could speak, she slammed the door shut.