When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase

Chapter 1109: Chapter 1109: In a Good Mood

During the mid-morning break, Xi Siyan continued working on his competition problems as usual, but today he was frequently distracted, glancing from time to time at the empty seat beside him.

Unable to hold back any longer, for the first time in his life, Xi Siyan took the initiative to speak non-business-related words to a girl.

He lightly tapped Xiao Rou on the shoulder: "Mind if I ask, she... what’s going on?"

Although Xi Siyan’s tone was calm, Xiao Rou was almost scared to death by him; the iceberg actually took the initiative to talk to her?

Not only Xiao Rou but even Xiao Rou’s desk mate was stunned.

They were a group of four, but Xiao Rou’s desk mate was a taciturn boy who spoke very little, and Xi Siyan spoke even less, so their relationship seemed not as lively as others in a four-person group.

Xiao Rou swallowed hard, then spoke up: "Cheng Chen is sick. She’s in the hospital now. She should be back tomorrow."

Xi Siyan’s brow furrowed slightly. Sick?

So that’s why she didn’t reply to his messages yesterday?

The repressed frustration in his heart seemed to dissipate quite a lot, and Xi Siyan, remarkably, smiled at Xiao Rou: "Thank you."

Xiao Rou forced a smile with a "hehe" and then turned back, whipping out her phone to frantically message Zhou Chengchen.

At that moment, Zhou Chengchen had finally recovered from her fever and lay on the hospital bed, her face pale, looking weak and feeble, eating some plain porridge while receiving an IV drip.

Upon seeing Xiao Rou’s message, Zhou Chengchen almost immediately sat up straight.

Xiao Rou said, Xi Siyan took the initiative to ask about her situation.

What does this mean?

Does he feel uncomfortable without her there?

Instantly, the sickly face lit up with radiance.

Just then, a young nurse came in to remove her needle. Zhou Chengchen, while pressing down on the white tape on her hand, said to the person beside her, "Mommy, I’m okay now, I’ll go to class this afternoon."

When Zhou Chengchen arrived at school, lunch break hadn’t ended yet, and most people were resting their heads on their desks. Xi Siyan was sitting at his seat working through problems, his side profile tense and somber. Zhou Chengchen quietly walked over and suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Xi, I’m here."

Xi Siyan was in the middle of contemplating a complex algebra problem and had just gotten some ideas when Zhou Chengchen interrupted him.

Xi Siyan’s brow furrowed, a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes, but when he saw the person behind him, that displeasure turned into a faint irritation, and he got up to let Zhou Chengchen in.

"Feeling better?"

Zhou Chengchen didn’t miss the flash of displeasure in Xi Siyan’s eyes, and her initial excitement was doused with cold water; she pursed her lips, nodded, then awkwardly turned her head and slowly took out a book from the drawer.

Xiao Rou turned around in the front row and asked in a low voice: "Cheng Chen, why are you here? I heard from Aunt that you had a fever of forty degrees. Why not rest some more?"

This time, Zhou Chengchen indeed had a severe fever, but it was detected early, and she had two consecutive days of IV drips, so it had subsided, but her body still felt unwell and weak.

Zhou Chengchen pouted slightly: "I’m okay now."

Xi Siyan, listening to their murmured conversation nearby, frowned even more tightly; forty degrees?

Isn’t she afraid of frying her brains with it?

Zhou Chengchen put her backpack down and took out her insulated cup. Just as she was about to get up to fetch water, a long, slender hand suddenly reached over and took the cup from her hand.

"Xi..."

Before Zhou Chengchen could react, Xi Siyan already took the cup and strode out.