Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Ye Qianqian made an appointment at the hospital for early next morning, and she sat by Shen Zhilie’s side throughout the entire process.

  Shen Zhilie went through a series of examinations, and it took nearly an hour.

  He didn’t look too good after it was over with.

  They walked to the hospital parking garage together, and after Shen Zhilie got into the car, he said, “A nurse tried to get fresh with me just now.”


  Ye Qianqian couldn’t contain herself, and she burst into laughter.

  Shen Zhilie pursed his lips and glanced at her before saying, “I’m serious.”


  Ye Qianqian quickly comforted him and said, “All right, all right. Pooh! That shameless lady nurse.”


  “It was a guy.”


  Ye Qianqian immediately laughed even louder.

  Shen Zhilie shot daggers at her with his eyes, and Ye Qianqian quickly restrained herself from laughing.

  Being in a rather terrible mood, Shen Zhilie unhappily drove the car home.

  With his lips pursed, Shen Zhilie remained silent throughout the entire journey, and they quickly reached home.

  It was rare for Shen Zhilie to behave like this, and Ye Qianqian quietly followed after him without speaking.

  They went up the building and arrived home.

  Right after Shen Zhilie shoved the door open, he made his way straight into the bathroom.

  After taking a shower, he noticed that Ye Qianqian was seated on the sofa, and he made a lunge for her.

  As if she were facing an enemy, Ye Qianqian instantly yelled out, “Stop!”


  But Shen Zhilie would hear none of it, and he started to peel off her clothes, saying, “A man with infertility issues will develop sexual disorders.”


  “I…… Mmm……”


  Sexual disorder? That’s impossible!

  Ye Qianqian felt dead afterward and like she’d been brought back to life, and the day went by in a daze.

  Shen Zhilie wasn’t by her side when she woke up.

  When she went outside, she saw that he was seated on the sofa and staring at his laptop.

  The lights were off, and it was dim.

  He was dressed in an unlined garment and was sitting cross-legged.

  She silently walked over to him and gave him a hug from behind.

  His body was very cold, and he was freezing from his head to his toes.

  He gently placed his big hand on the back of hers and gave her a light peck on the mouth.

  Ye Qianqian glanced at his laptop and saw that there was a medical case pulled up on the screen.

  She could tell that it was a patient’s medical information.

  “Are you busy?” Ye Qianqian’s voice was very soft, but it broke the silence in the empty space.

  “Yeah,” he replied in a low voice. “Are you hungry? Let’s head out to eat.”


  “I’m not hungry.” Ye Qianqian felt slightly guilty, and she asked him in a somewhat fawning tone, as if admitting to her mistake, “Do you want some noodles? I’ll do it for you.”


  “.……You’ll do ‘it’ for me?” Shen Zhilie looked up and leisurely glanced at her.

  Ye Qianqian was stunned for a moment, but her face quickly turned red, and she said, “I meant I’ll cook the noodles!”


  Shen Zhilie chuckled and quickly replied, “All right.”


  After letting him go, she randomly took out a coat and threw it over him. “Wear this so you don’t freeze to death.”


  His face widened into a grin, and he quickly put on the coat. As if suddenly recalling something, he said, “Right. I’ll be heading back to the capital tomorrow.”


  “Tomorrow?”


  “Yup. I’m heading back to work.” Shen Zhilie smoothed out his clothes. “Come over to the capital around two weeks later, and we’ll head to the Civil Affairs Bureau.”


  “Sure.” Ye Qianqian wasn’t the least hesitant.

  “Everything’s been arranged,” she thought. “I just need to do it.”


  While Ye Qianqian cooked the noodles, she suddenly felt like a married woman.

  “Could I be considered a dutiful wife and loving mother now?” she thought to herself.

  The couple ate their noodles, changed out of their clothes, and went to bed.

  Shen Zhilie didn’t stop throughout the day, and by the time it was night, Ye Qianqian was extremely guarded and refused to let him touch her.

  Shen Zhilie laughed silently and didn’t make a move on her again.

  He was already gone by the time Ye Qianqian woke up the next day.

  There was a note by the side of the bed, and there were only two words on it: “I left.”