Chapter 177: It’s for Gifting.
Since there were many young people at the banquet, there were also many who knew Shen Zhiyi. Someone took her photo, wanting to post it online, and even specifically asked for her permission.
Shen Zhiyi agreed without giving it much thought.
This nod didn’t seem to matter much, but it instantly generated another wave of fake rumors for her.
While the public opinion was fermenting, Shen Zhiyi was oblivious, taking medicine under Pei Yu’s supervision. Her voice was so hoarse it was severe, and it hadn’t improved for days. Pei Yu was worried and had a private doctor prescribe some medicine. The pills needed to be dissolved in the mouth and had a mint flavor that was bitter. Shen Zhiyi was unhappy as soon as she took one, puckering her lips, unwilling to even make a facial expression.
Even Pei Yu’s attempts to kiss her were dodged.
He said helplessly, "This makes you feel better faster."
The doctor had actually prescribed these kinds of pills for Shen Zhiyi a long time ago, but they were too bitter. One pill lasted for more than ten minutes, and she didn’t want to take it, so she discarded them. It’s just that now Pei Yu was watching, and she had to take them.
Shen Zhiyi didn’t say anything and listlessly looked for a movie to divert her attention.
She dressed less formally at home, but her clothes were still fluffy and comfortable to hold, a pity Pei Yu had made her unhappy and couldn’t hold her now.
He took a photo and uploaded it online, stingily only showing half of Shen Zhiyi’s profile to the netizens.
[Not happy.]