Chapter 78: "Flood"!

  A man who likes only one woman in his life can be described as either devoted or foolish. A man who likes two women can be described as either romantic or flirtatious. But when a man likes three or more women, he is either philanthropic or promiscuous. Zhang Ziheng didn't know whether he was the former or the latter. Looking at the three women in front of him, each with some connection to him, he suddenly felt that eating was such a chore.

  Bai Yujie was eating the stir-fried noodles in her bowl, while tears streamed down her face, leaving both Wang Xue and Xu Zong stunned. Zhang Ziheng looked at her with confusion and asked, "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"

  Bai Yujie wiped her mouth with a paper towel, shook her head and smiled: "No, on the contrary, it's too delicious. When I was abroad, I really wanted to eat this flavor again, but I walked through the entire Chinatown and no one could make this flavor. Later, I tried to do it myself, but still failed. Until today, when I ate your stir-fried noodles, I realized that this flavor can only be made by you, and only I can taste it.

  What a touching and moving speech, Zhang Ziheng's heart felt sour, even Wang Xue and Xu Zong listened to it, were quite moved, after all, this was Bai Yujie's heartfelt words.

  Wang Xue coughed lightly and said, "This stir-fried noodles is indeed delicious, but it's not worth crying over, is it?"

  "I'm not just eating the taste in here, I'm eating the emotions inside. Because this feeling can only be felt by me, you won't understand."

  "You..."

  "Alright, alright, stop arguing. It's just stir-fried noodles, what's the big deal? Eat quickly before it gets cold." Zhang Ziheng hurried out to mediate.

  Bai Yujie smiled slightly and looked at the dish of cold dishes in front of her, saying: "Wang Xue, do you know what two things Zi Heng likes to eat besides stir-fried noodles?"

  Wang Xue glanced at her and said: "He likes eating dishes I cook. As long as it's cooked by me, he'll like to eat them."

  "Hehe, I said that to coax you, are you really not understanding or pretending not to understand?" Bai Yujie shook her head and smiled. "Ziheng likes his mom's dumplings the most, and his dad's mixed cold dishes. You don't even know these things? It seems like I really need to consider whether I should let Ziheng be with you."

  "Jade is pure." Zhang Ziheng said seriously to her.

  "Alright, alright, I won't say anything else, let's eat." Bai Yujie smiled and said.

  Wang Xue can't eat anymore, she bites her lip and glares at Bai Yujie with a sideways glance, wishing to pour the entire plate of stir-fried noodles on her.

  Watching the two of them bickering, President Xu felt it was quite interesting and wanted to join in. She sneaked a glance at Zhang Ziheng, then slowly lifted one foot and used her toes to lightly lift up Zhang Ziheng's pant leg, rubbing back and forth on his calf.

  Zhang Ziheng's whole body shook, and the chopsticks in his hand fell onto the table. He hurriedly glanced at Director Xu, as if asking her what she wanted to do.

  "Zi Heng, what's wrong with you? Why are you shaking all over? Are you ill?" Bai Yujie asked with a furrowed brow.

  "Huh? Ah... no, hehe, it's a bit cold, just that there is, a bit cold." Zhang Ziheng chuckled.

  "Isn't it? It's just early autumn now, and the temperature in this house isn't low either. How can you be cold?" Xu Zong asked with a knowing smile, while his movements under the table didn't stop, but instead became more intense.

  In front of Wang Xue and Bai Yujie, Zhang Ziheng was teased by Xu Zong like this, his heart rate accelerated a lot, and his face couldn't help but turn red, his lips were dry, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

  "Cough, that... I think I'm a bit sick. Actually, I feel quite hot, but my body just can't stop shaking. I think I might have a fever." Zhang Ziheng said, his breathing also becoming somewhat urgent.

  Xu looked on with a pleased expression, almost unable to hold back his laughter. "Oh, really? That's not good at all. Do you need me to get you some medicine or take you straight to the hospital?"

  "Ah? No need, no need, that... I think it's nothing serious, just rest for a while and you'll be fine." Zhang Ziheng shook his head with a smile.

  "No, if you're sick, how can you not go to the hospital? Look at you, your whole body is shaking nonstop, and your face is red. It's clear that you have a fever. Hurry up, I'll take you to the hospital." Wang Xue said with a shake of her head.

  "Hey, no way, he can't go to the hospital now. What if the paparazzi see him? It wouldn't be good." Bai Yujie waved her hand and said, "Xu Jie, right? Would you mind helping me find some medicine? He should feel a bit better after taking it."

  "No way, look at him now, he has to go to the hospital, taking medicine is useless." Wang Xue frowned and said.

  "Is it you who understands Ziheng or me? Ziheng's body has always been good, he rarely gets sick, and even if he does get sick occasionally, he'll be fine after taking some medicine. Besides, don't you know that he dislikes going to the hospital the most? He's grown up like this, and the number of times he's gone to the hospital because of illness can be counted on one hand." Bai Yujie said.

  "What's wrong with that? If you're sick, you should go to the hospital, it's common sense. Am I wrong?" Wang Xue retorted with a glare.

  Bai Yujie smiled and nodded, saying: "Alright, if you can persuade him, then take him away."

  "Cough, cough, okay, Xue Er, Yu Jie, you two stop arguing, I'm really fine, no need to go to the hospital. Xue Er, I think I'll be better after taking some medicine, Xu Jie, can you help me get some medicine?" Zhang Zi Heng said.

  Xu smiled slightly and said: "Okay, wait a minute." After finishing speaking, Xu got up and walked back to the bedroom.

  As soon as Director Xu left, Zhang Ziheng felt much better, but he also had a lingering feeling that he was quite comfortable when Director Xu was teasing him just now.

  Since Zhang Ziheng said so, Wang Xue couldn't insist anymore. She glared at Bai Yujie fiercely and stopped talking. Director Xu returned to the bedroom, found the medicine box, and poured out the medicines inside. While flipping through them, he muttered to himself: "What kind of medicine should I find for you? You're not sick, oh, right, let me get some vitamin pills for you."

  "Xu Jie, are you done?" Zhang Ziheng shouted from outside.

  Xu shouted back: "Right away, I'm coming." But just as she turned her head, her hand moved incorrectly and opened the bottle of laxatives. She then casually poured out three pills. When she turned her head again, she didn't notice anything and ran out with the three laxative pills in her hand.

  Returning to the dinner table, Director Xu put the medicine in his hand and then poured him a glass of water, smiling: "Eat it, after eating, the illness will be cured."

  Zhang Ziheng looked at the three pills in his hand, but his heart was racing. "Uh... maybe I'll just forget it, you see I'm fine now, I think I shouldn't have a fever."

  Just as he finished speaking, Director Xu's foot lifted his pant leg again and rubbed his calf with his toes. Zhang Ziheng shuddered all over, looking at Director Xu with a pained expression.

  "Look at you, saying it's nothing, and now you're shaking again. Hurry up and take the medicine." Wang Xue said as she pried open his mouth with one hand and used the other to put a pill in.

  Zhang Ziheng didn't know what kind of medicine Xu gave him, and he didn't dare to eat it. But with Wang Xue's help, he had no choice but to drink a mouthful of water and swallow the medicine.

  Looking at his painful expression, Director Xu suppressed a smile and said: "Right, it'll be fine after taking the medicine, why are you so disobedient?"

  Zhang Ziheng frowned and looked at her, thinking to himself that this was all because of her. Director Xu had played enough and pulled his feet back, but she wanted to pull them back, Zhang Ziheng refused. You've been playing with me for so long, if you don't want to play, then don't play. Zhang Ziheng quickly clamped his legs together, pulling Director Xu's feet back in.

  Xu Zong was taken aback, hastily looked at him, as if asking what are you doing? Zhang Ziheng didn't say a word, just smiled slightly, as if saying, you're done, now it's my turn. Xu Zong thought to himself that this wasn't good, wanting to pull his foot back, but Zhang Ziheng had it clamped too tightly, and he couldn't pull it back no matter what, so he could only let him keep holding onto it like that.

  It seems like she noticed something was off about them, and Bai Yujie furrowed her brow as she looked at them, saying: "What's with the weirdness?"

  "No, we are not surprised at all." Zhang Ziheng and Xu Zong said in unison.

  This time even Wang Xue noticed it, "Ziheng, are you and Xu Jie hiding something from us? What's going on? Tell me quickly."

  "Haha, no way. Xue'er, Yujie, what are you thinking? What could I possibly hide from you with Xu Jie? Hurry up and eat, it's getting cold." Zhang Ziheng said as he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

  Xu nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, eat quickly."

  Wang Xue and Bai Yujie looked at them with puzzled faces, thinking that there must be something going on, but they couldn't guess what it was, so they had to give up.

  After dinner, Director Xu was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Zhang Ziheng and others were chatting in the living room. Looking at Wang Xue's expression, she seemed very unhappy. At this time, Director Xu was not around, so she said to Zhang Ziheng: "When you're at home, I don't see you cooking, how come when you go to someone else's house, you become diligent?"

  "I'm just staying at Xu Jie's place temporarily, it's already a bother for them, if I don't behave myself, it would be unforgivable." Zhang Ziheng explained.

  "Is it? But I think you seem to have ulterior motives?" Wang Xue asked.

  "No, Xue'er, look what you're saying, how could I be that kind of person? I... Ah, no, not again." Zhang Ziheng said, suddenly stopping and covering his stomach with both hands, looking quite uncomfortable.

  "What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt? Is it a stomachache?" Wang Xue hastily asked.

  Zhang Ziheng didn't say a word, got up and rushed to the bathroom. Wang Xue and Bai Yujie hurriedly followed him, shouting outside the door: "Ziheng, what's wrong with you? Speak! What's going on?"

  "Bang! Bang!" The response to them was not Zhang Ziheng, but a loud fart sound, which made the two girls stunned. Zhang Ziheng inside was even more embarrassed, his face turned bright red. It was clear that he had let out a big one. Bai Yujie shook her head and smiled, shouting: "Hey, Ziheng, are you setting off firecrackers in there? No way, that's not allowed!"

  Wang Xue gave her a glance and said: "What's wrong with you? Zi Heng is... You're still joking. Zi Heng, are you okay?"

  "Rat-a-tat!" Another loud fart, then Zhang Ziheng cried out in pain: "It's nothing, don't mind me, ah... I'll be fine in a bit."

  "What's wrong? What happened? Where is the whip?" Xu asked as he ran over.

  Bai Yujie pointed to the bathroom and smiled: "Inside, Zi Heng has started to flood."

  "Ah? Director Xu looked at her with a puzzled expression, seemingly perplexed."