CHAPTER 247: CHAPTER 247: ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION (1)

Hearing Cancan’s words, Xuanxuan’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, thinking that Sleeping Beauty had slept for a very, very long time before waking up. However, when she thought of Shen Lingxing, who she saw as tall and admirable, she felt a bit reassured and said, "No way, my little uncle is so powerful. If he says Auntie is okay, then she must be okay."

"Yes, we can only trust Uncle Four." Cancan sat on the stairs, her elbows resting on her thighs, holding her face with a lack of energy.

"..."

Xuanxuan didn’t say anything further. She glanced at Cancan, then sat next to her and mimicked her posture, waiting for Mi Jing to come down from upstairs.

Mi Jing also knew how long she’d been asleep. Upon waking up, she felt weak and dizzy, very uncomfortable.

"Cough, cough—"

"Auntie is awake!"

Hearing the coughs from upstairs, Cancan and Xuanxuan exchanged a delighted look before hurriedly standing up, holding hands, and running upstairs excitedly.

"Auntie, you’re finally awake! Cancan and Xuanxuan were very worried about you!" Despite being only a few months younger than Xuanxuan, Cancan had been trained by their great-grandfather to have a habit of morning exercise since childhood, so she naturally ran faster than Xuanxuan. On the way upstairs, it was almost like Cancan was dragging Xuanxuan along, and by the time they reached the bedside, Xuanxuan was already out of breath, while Cancan was still able to speak calmly.

"Worried about what? Did I sleep too long?" Mi Jing supported her dizzy head with one hand and rubbed her temple with the other, trying to alleviate the discomfort.

"Yes, Auntie, you slept for a very, very long time. Cancan and Xuanxuan waited for a very, very long time too." Cancan didn’t have an accurate concept of time yet; she just felt the long wait for Mi Jing to wake up to be incredibly lengthy, with her breakfast long digested and her stomach growling.

"Auntie, you’re not feeling well. Take less talk and have some water." Xuanxuan, after catching her breath, walked to the nightstand, grabbed the thermos that Shen Lingxing had placed there, and handed it to Mi Jing.

"Thank you." Mi Jing smiled faintly, her face a bit pale, as she took the thermos.

"There’s also porridge! Uncle Four made it for you before going to work and left it on the table. You can eat it once you wake up." Xuanxuan, being more meticulous, had Cancan also learning to be more considerate with her around.

Actually, Mi Jing had seen the thermos and the insulated lunch box on the nightstand right upon waking up. Besides Shen Lingxing, no one else in the house could be so thoughtful, but hearing Cancan specifically mention it made her feel even more touched.

The water was still warm, and Mi Jing drank a few sips, warming not just her stomach but her heart as well.

But, due to feeling unwell, even though she felt moved, Mi Jing didn’t have much appetite and only managed to drink a few sips of porridge.

"Xuanxuan, Cancan, have you had lunch yet?" Surrounded by the two children, one giving her water and the other urging her to drink porridge, Mi Jing realized it was already past noon.

"Uh... we..." Not wanting Mi Jing to worry and also not wanting to lie, Xuanxuan hesitated, stammering and unable to answer Mi Jing’s question for a while.

Judging by Xuanxuan’s expression alone, Mi Jing found the answer without needing her to speak.

"I’ll make lunch for you." Mi Jing threw off the quilt and got out of bed. But as soon as she stood up, her head spun badly, causing her to wobble uncontrollably before sitting back down.

"Auntie, lunch is already made by Auntie."

"Yes, yes, we’ll eat obediently. No need to worry, Auntie."

So, with Cancan and Xuanxuan’s persuasion, Mi Jing continued to lie in bed while they obediently went downstairs to eat.

Due to needing to confirm some matters for the jewelry company’s anniversary celebration, Shen Lingxing returned home by one in the afternoon, without taking time to eat, heading upstairs directly upon entering.

Since waking up, Mi Jing had been lying in bed and couldn’t fall asleep, so she reminisced about her moments with Shen Lingxing. Feeling happy and filled with love, she kept smiling.

As soon as Shen Lingxing arrived at the bedside, he saw her smiling softly, although her face looked pale, her mood seemed good.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Lingxing asked curiously, hoping she would share even small thoughts with him.

"Thinking about you." Mi Jing’s pretty face bloomed like a magnolia flower, her smile reflecting her contentment and joy, her lips curving beautifully as she looked at Shen Lingxing with eyes full of love.

Perhaps people become more sentimental when they’re weak. Reflecting on the past few months, Mi Jing felt that everything had gotten better because of him, the man who unexpectedly showed up and hurriedly agreed to marry her.

Mi Jing’s heart was filled with gratitude. Someone who never believed in fate now couldn’t help but marvel at how it had brought such a wonderful man to her side.

"Thinking so deeply you can’t eat?"

Seeing Mi Jing’s smile relaxed Shen Lingxing’s mood significantly. He smiled lightly and gently touched the thermos and insulated lunch box on the nightstand with his eyes before looking at her face, teasing her.

"No appetite." Mi Jing’s smile faded into a dejected look.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Shen Lingxing sat on the edge of the bed, extended his long arm, and naturally placed his hand on Mi Jing’s forehead.

"Just dizzy, another sleep should help." Mi Jing drooped her eyes, speaking softly.

Another sleep will fix it? After repeatedly having fevers last night, how could it be fixed so easily?

Shen Lingxing sighed inwardly, smiled wryly, and then cupped Mi Jing’s face.

"What are you up to?" Mi Jing slowly raised her face and glanced at Shen Lingxing cautiously, apparently guessing his intention.

Not hiding his intentions, Shen Lingxing moved his handsome face closer to Mi Jing’s and smiled, saying, "I want to kiss you."

"I’m sick, I’ll pass the germs to you." Mi Jing quickly said, then immediately pressed her lips together, fearing Shen Lingxing would impulsively kiss her.

With a smile still on his face, Shen Lingxing gazed into Mi Jing’s eyes with his attractive black eyes, saying, "I heard if you pass your cold germs to someone else, you’ll recover faster."

What?

As a doctor, he actually believed such an unscientific saying?

Mi Jing widened her eyes in surprise, looking at Shen Lingxing.