CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 115: LET SEVENTH UNCLE GO

"If only there were two more big fireworks!" Rong Qingqing secretly thought, fireworks are even grander than firecrackers, "The housekeeper is resting, don’t disturb him, let Seventh Uncle go and get them!"

Shen Qiao nodded in agreement to add two more fireworks, then turned his head to look at Shen Jue.

She was young after all, if Shen Jue didn’t agree, she wouldn’t dare to do it.

"If anyone asks, just say I woke up feeling much more energetic, so I’m setting off firecrackers and fireworks to fend off bad luck." Rong Qingqing finished speaking and looked at Shen Jue, reaching out to push Shen Jue’s arm, asking him, "Okay?"

Shen Jue lowered his head, his gaze landing on the hand Rong Qingqing used to push him.

Her skin was very fair, her fingers long and particularly beautiful.

Shen Jue, for the first time growing up, met someone who could concoct such mischievous plans.

Both mischievous and sharp.

But mischievous in a way that made one’s heart feel satisfied.

"I’ll have Lin Bufan arrange it." Shen Jue directly sent Lin Bufan a text.

"Tell Lin Bufan to find Seventh Uncle!" Rong Qingqing specifically instructed.

Shen Jue curled the corner of his lips, let out a hum.

Rong Qingqing was really afraid Shen Xingwei wouldn’t know she heard he also had a concussion and celebrated by setting off firecrackers.

Ten minutes later, Shen Manor first erupted with a string of crackling firecracker sounds, followed by a loud bang, fireworks shooting straight into the night sky.

Shen Qiao and the nurse went to the terrace to join the fun, Rong Qingqing was eager inside to watch, but Shen Jue, the tall figure, was there eyeing her.

She made just a slight move, and a hand would press down.

To catch a glimpse of the fireworks outside, Rong Qingqing lay there, her neck almost twisted off.

From Shen Jue’s position, turning his head to look out, one could faintly see the fireworks’ fleeting beauty in the sky.

Turning back, he saw Rong Qingqing lying there staring at him with an indignant face, Shen Jue leaned closer to the bed until his knees touched the bedside, then stopped.

"Rong Qingqing." Shen Jue suddenly called her, then opened his arms towards her, "Don’t be unhappy, once you’re better, I’ll have the housekeeper set them off for you again, until you’re satisfied."

"Ah?" Rong Qingqing was startled.

"Didn’t you want me to hug you?" Shen Jue said, "Considering you’re injured because of Qiaoqiao, I’ll reluctantly hug you once."

Rong Qingqing was dazed for several seconds before coming to her senses.

Meanwhile, Shen Jue had already leaned over and gently hugged her.

Inside Shen Jue’s embrace, she could even feel Shen Jue’s heartbeat, and the warmth coming through his shirt.

Rong Qingqing’s heart seemed to be softly scratched by something all of a sudden.

This feeling, so strange.

"Second time completing a highly concealed task, rewarded with 36 hours of life!"

Rong Qingqing’s ears uncontrollably turned red.

This feeling was completely different from the accidental fall into Shen Jue’s arms at the hospital.

Rong Qingqing had no idea when the fireworks outside stopped.

Until Shen Qiao’s laughter came from the terrace, Rong Qingqing suddenly came back to reality.

She nudged Shen Jue, "Um...that’s enough~"

Only then did Shen Jue slowly straighten his back, let out a chuckle, "Quite greedy, aren’t you?"

Shen Qiao hugged her for a little while, she felt content, but asked him to hold her for two minutes.

"No next time." Shen Jue said, then turned and left Rong Qingqing’s room.

Shen Qiao came in laughing, phone in hand, "Sister Qingqing, I recorded the fireworks; I’ll send you the video so you can watch it on your phone."

"Oh." Rong Qingqing touched the tip of her nose.

Nanny Zhao came up a few minutes later with a bowl of hot vegetable porridge; the doctor instructed that Rong Qingqing’s diet must be light and easy to digest in the coming days.

Although feeling hungry, when it came time to eat, Rong Qingqing only had a few bites before losing her appetite.