Chapter 13: Water Drank Into the Brain

Even if he couldn't say it out loud, Shi Jin was indeed his little cutie, without a doubt.

Her fluffy hair, her curled eyelashes—everything about her was cute, so cute that his heart turned soft and mushy.

"Did you believe that was a love letter too?" Shi Jin handed him her phone. "Look!"

It was a video she had recorded before going on stage; the four song manuscripts were identical.

The one given to Chu Ling and the ones given to the other mentors were no different.

Fu Xiuyuan's fingers loosened, and dark currents surged endlessly within his black eyes, burning like flames, before eventually calming down slowly.

He even felt a fleeting flash of guilt.

Shi Jin knew he had his own judgment.

But something this small could only earn his temporary trust.

It didn't matter; time would reveal a person's true heart.

Having been reborn into this life, she had plenty of time.

"How about we go eat first?" Shi Jin knew his habits; once his emotions became unstable, he wouldn't be able to eat or sleep, instead throwing himself into his work with a body full of rage.

That state of being had nearly destroyed his entire life in her previous life.

She took the initiative to hold Fu Xiuyuan's palm.

Upon holding it, she realized there was a wound in his palm, and it hadn't been cleaned or bandaged at all!

"Fu Xiuyuan, what happened? Does it hurt?" Shi Jin asked hurriedly.

Fu Xiuyuan did not speak.

At the moment Shi Jin had almost chosen Chu Ling, the phone had sliced open his palm, but all he had felt was anger and collapse; he hadn't felt any pain at all.

Shi Jin felt heartache. She went to get the first aid kit and began to bandage him.

Fu Xiuyuan was like a lion being stroked, obediently extending his "paw" and letting Shi Jin tinker with it.

When the alcohol was sprayed onto his wound, he didn't even knit his brows.

Butler Chen brought over some tea. Although he was very dissatisfied with Shi Jin, seeing that she was actually able to persuade Master Fu to treat his wound, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Master Fu had been bleeding continuously since he returned. Song Fan and Butler Chen had both tried, but no one had been able to make him rest to deal with the wound.

Shi Jin remembered that in her past life, this wound had become infected and suppurated, and it took a long time to recover. The injury combined with his bad mood had made his physical condition increasingly worse.

This time, she wouldn't let that happen.

Seeing him being so well-behaved, after Shi Jin finished bandaging him, she gave him a rewarding kiss on his forehead and said, "That's more like it."

Fu Xiuyuan suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with a sharp, piercing light.

Butler Chen froze to the side. Was Miss Shi coaxing a cat, a dog, or a child?

What was rare was that Master Fu didn't seem to have any objection at all.

"Butler Chen, go arrange dinner quickly. I've been busy all day and I'm starving to death," Shi Jin said.

Miss Shi was staying to eat?

In the past, she never ate at the same table as Master Fu!

Butler Chen slapped his own cheek to make sure he wasn't dreaming, then immediately went to make the arrangements.

Even though the current Miss Shi was disfigured, her ability to turn over a new leaf and make Master Fu happy was a meritorious deed in itself.

Fortunately, Fu Xiuyuan had injured his left hand, so eating wouldn't be much of an issue.

As Shi Jin placed food in his bowl, she watched him eat.

Only now did she realize that when Fu Xiuyuan ate, his movements were quick yet not lacking in elegance; it was the innate nobility of a king.

It was unlike Chu Ling's temperament, which, in some part, was a forced elegance cultivated on an assembly line to cater to public aesthetics, rather than being as natural as Fu Xiuyuan's.

She felt that the water she drank in her previous life must have gone straight to her brain.

(End of Chapter)