C8 There Were Seven Pages in All

After Ling Qiqi returned to her room, she looked at the seven pages in front of her. She felt as if her head had turned from one to two in an instant, and her head buzzed. One had to know that she hated memorizing things the most, but now she had to memorize all seven pages. Although she was told that she only needed to understand them, Ling Qiqi knew that she only had one mission in front of her. So this mission was to memorize the seven pages. There was no other way.

"By Jove, have I done a lot of bad things before?"

Ling Qiqi was lying on the bed with the thick seven-page paper in her hand. She sighed and muttered to herself.

At this time, someone knocked on the door to Ling Qiqi's room.

"Are you asleep?"

Si Wenwei asked in a soft voice. When he handed the seven pages of paper to Ling Qiqi, he accidentally saw her expression. So when he returned to his room, he thought about it and wondered if he was putting too much pressure on others. Moreover, Ling Qiqi had just returned from the hospital and her body had yet to recover. He was worried that doing this would make things difficult for Ling Qiqi, so he knocked on her door again.

Ling Qiqi opened the door and saw Si Wenwei standing in the doorway. She asked curiously, "What's wrong? Don't tell me you have something else for me?"

There were already seven pages. Could there be more? Thinking that there might be more, Ling Qiqi felt her vision go dark and she felt like she was going to faint. Ling Qiqi thought that this was just an illusion, but she didn't expect a pair of arms to suddenly hold her up. Only then did Ling Qiqi realize that she really almost fainted. She quickly stood up and looked up at Si Wenwei awkwardly.

"What's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well? I'll get the doctor over here right now."

Si Wenwei thought it was because of the car accident, so he stared at Ling Qiqi with a worried and anxious expression. He didn't feel that there was an awkward atmosphere between his current actions and Ling Qiqi.

Ling Qiqi shook her head and then struggled out of Si Wenwei's arms. She explained, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm not feeling unwell. You don't have to worry. Is there anything else you need to tell me?"

Ling Qiqi gave Si Wenwei an awkward smile to ease the strange atmosphere between them.

"No, I just wanted to ask if this is a little difficult for you. If it is, then you don't need to look at it."

After Si Wenwei finished speaking, he wanted to take back the thick seven-page paper from Ling Qiqi's hands. He didn't want to make things difficult for Ling Qiqi, and he didn't want her to lose her memory because of this.

"No, we have a contract, haven't we? I can't live in your house for nothing. Even as a reward, I ought to be responsible for you, because if I don't know anything about you by the time you call a press conference, won't it be worse for you if people start to suspect you and me? And I don't even know who I am. I don't know where I'm going, except for you. "

Ling Qiqi felt that she couldn't live in someone else's house for nothing, so she should do something to repay Si Wenwei. So she had to memorize and understand these seven pages.

"I really won't make things difficult for you?"

Si Wenwei looked at Ling Qiqi's expression and didn't seem to be in a difficult position. Could it be that the expression he saw just now was an illusion? He thought that Ling Qiqi wouldn't want to look at the seven pages, so he specially came to find her.

"No, don't worry. I will definitely memorize it. Not only will I understand it, but I will also understand it very well, so you don't have to worry."

Ling Qiqi made a guarantee that she would be able to do it, that there would be no problem, and that Si Wenwei would not have to worry at all.