Chapter 87 2/2

The call ended.

Sheng Quan could almost be certain that Tan Chen’s mind was not very clear at the moment.

She looked at the sky outside. “Is it going to rain?”

Jiang Lu followed her and also looked at the large, dark clouds gathering in the sky. “It will start in about five minutes.”

Sheng Quan: It rains when something sad happens. What kind of protagonist plot is this?

But considering that Fangcheng is naturally rainy, it seems quite scientific.

She closed the window and said to He Xi, who was working at the small desk, “Contact the ‘Let’s Travel Together’ program team. Ask them to look for Tan Chen nearby. He should be around the filming location. Let them help check on his current situation.”

He Xi agreed and had just found the contact information for the program team when Sheng Dong, who usually didn’t like going out in the rain, suddenly stood up and walked out briskly.

“Never mind, change it to asking where their program team is currently shooting. I’ll go there.”

Jiang Lu silently followed behind, picked up Sheng Quan’s forgotten coat, and gently draped it over her.

He Xi agreed and followed suit, contacting the program team while glancing at the tall man covering Sheng Dong with a coat.

The assistant who aspired to be Sheng Dong’s right-hand person silently nodded in her heart: This is good; this is something to learn too.

Next time a similar situation occurs, she will definitely remember to cover Sheng Dong with a coat.

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Sheng Quan didn’t particularly like going out on rainy days. When she was betrayed by a newcomer, she was still relatively young and inexperienced, suffering a dual blow in both emotions and career. Coupled with the pressure of work, she struggled to survive alone in the big city without a friend to confide in.

So on such a rainy day, she huddled under a barbecue stall with a bottle of wine, silently shedding tears.

Crying on the one hand and cursing in her heart on the other

The stall’s landlady noticed and, thinking she was heartbroken, specially sent her a skewer of grilled chicken hearts. The taste of those grilled chicken hearts remained in Sheng Quan’s memory to this day.

Holding the skewer and looking at the landlady, Sheng Quan burst into tears at the time. The landlady even comforted her for quite a while.

Later, after finishing the meal and walking back home, she did have an umbrella. However, perhaps when both people are unlucky, her umbrella is just as useless as Tan Chen’s.

To be precise, it wasn’t broken. Probably because she sat too close to the stove while eating barbecue, it got burned with a big hole.

In the end, she used the umbrella with a big hole to shield herself from the rain, crying all the way back home. Fortunately, there were very few pedestrians on the road that day.

Blame her for having a good memory.

Whenever it rained, she could recall the scene of her crying like that.

Every time she thought about it, it felt like finding a secretly written “The female lead has colorful hair” Mary Sue novel from her school days, wanting to find a place to hide.

In her previous life, when she was a corporate slave, she had no choice. Regardless of rain or knives falling, she had to dutifully clock in for work.

Now that she’s the chairman, Sheng Dong never compromises herself. As long as the rain gets heavy, she doesn’t go out, and if she has to, she waits for the rain to subside.

In a strict sense, this was the first time she had gone out in such heavy rain after transmigrating.

But surprisingly, it felt quite good.

Sheng Quan thought it was because Jiang Lu had been by her side, holding an umbrella and shielding her from the wind.

Jiang Ge was truly professional; he could even shield her from the splashing raindrops.

Fangcheng was very small.

Sheng Quan quickly arrived at the filming location of the program and easily found Tan Chen.

Tan Chen hadn’t cried.

He leaned against the wall, sitting on the steps as if contemplating something.

Although he didn’t directly get soaked in the rain, his white shirt was mostly wet from the rain blown in. A short strand of wet hair hung down, and from his reddened cheeks, it was evident that he had a fever.

Tan Chen, with a fever, appeared as calm as ever. He even raised his eyes slowly to look at Sheng Quan, then gently shifted to the left.

This was assuming she was going to use the back door, making way for her.

Then, Sheng Quan handed him an umbrella.

“Here, this umbrella is not broken.”

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Tan Chen was momentarily stunned and blinked slowly.

His eyelashes were long, now wet with rain, giving his usually sharp eyes a fragile touch. “You are… Wo Jiangshan?”

Sheng Quan marveled at the strong discerning ability of esports players. Even in such a state, Tan Chen could still recognize her.

Tan Chen slowly came to his senses and belatedly looked at his phone, then raised his eyes to Sheng Quan. “It was you who called me just now.”

“Are you worried about me? Thank you.”

After expressing his gratitude, Tan Chen pondered slowly for a moment before asking, “You’re also in Fangcheng, huh? What a coincidence.”

He added, “Thank you.”

Sheng Quan: “You just realized it now?”

How high did his fever go? Fortunately, she brought a doctor with her.

As for why she could bring a personal doctor while traveling to Fangcheng and why the doctor was willing to accompany her, the answer was: business trip allowance.

Sheng Quan not only brought a doctor but also bought some other good things on the way.

By the time the doctor took Tan Chen’s temperature, he had become a bit more lucid.

When he looked at Sheng Quan, the girl in front of him handed him something.

He looked down: a skewer of grilled chicken hearts, quite out of place in the current situation.

Sheng Quan: “Aren’t you hungry? Eat it, and then get a good sleep.”

Tan Chen was dazed for a while before picking it up and taking a bite.

Sheng Quan asked him, “How does it taste?”

Tan Chen’s voice was muffled. “Bad.”

Sheng Quan found it hard to believe; how could grilled skewers be bad? She turned to He Xi and took another skewer.

After taking a bite, Sheng Dong immediately made a painful expression. “Pah, pah, pah! No wonder that place has the fewest customers!”

Even skewers could be made tasteless; it was really something.

She refused to eat it.

While complaining about its taste, Tan Chen, with a low head, was quietly and slowly eating the skewer.

A tear fell, then another.

“Thank you.”

Feeling a hint of choking in his own voice, he took a deep breath, trying to suppress that emotion.

“I’m sorry, I lost control.”

“It’s okay.”

Sheng Quan patted his shoulder and, when he looked up with teary eyes, nodded in agreement.

“It’s understandable. It’s normal to cry if you find something disgusting.”