My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 58: Thinking She’s Reverted to Her Old Ways

Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Thinking She’s Reverted to Her Old Ways

After a brief response, Bo Yan threw off the thin blanket on him, leaving Yuran gaping, "What are you doing?"

"Hot!"

He didn’t seem very energetic, his tone somewhat weak. Yuran quickly stepped forward and covered him with the blanket again, "Don’t move around!"

Bo Yan: "..."

Realizing that her action might have been inappropriate, Yuran felt momentarily awkward and turned her face away unnaturally, "I..."

"Get out!"

"Oh, okay, I’m going out now!" Yuran slipped away as if avoiding some bacterium, quickly leaving Bo Yan’s room and shutting the door. She stood in the corridor, slightly dazed.

It serves you right for meddling. It’s not like you don’t know how much Bo Yan dislikes you.

"Baby, what are you doing standing here?" Bo Yan’s mother came up with a thermometer, seeing Yuran standing at the door and asked curiously. Yuran gave Bo Yan’s mother a smile, "Nothing, godmother, I just came up to get some fever medicine for Seventh Brother!"

"That’s perfect, I’m making porridge. Go measure Seventh Brother’s temperature for me!"

With that, Bo Yan’s mother thrust the thermometer into her hand and hurried back downstairs. Yuran, with the words "I’ll go cook" stuck in her throat, stood holding the thermometer.

She looked a bit dazed.

How do you measure it? She had just been kicked out of the bedroom.

Yuran braced herself and walked back, making very little noise, seemingly not disturbing Bo Yan, who was resting with his eyes closed. She approached him step by step.

Thinking to herself: Is he asleep? That would be very good, no need to take his temperature, then I can also explain it to godmother later.

With that thought in mind, she placed the thermometer on the bedside table. Just as she let go, Bo Yan on the bed opened his eyes, the color of his eyes very deep, like a whirlpool with a misty air; she found herself strangely unable to look away.

Until Bo Yan’s gaze began to fill with a trace of unfamiliar disgust, Yuran snapped back to her senses, "Godmother asked me to take your temperature. I thought you were asleep, so I was going to leave it for later!"

"I’m fine. You can go now!"

Just a moment ago, when he saw Yuran bending over, he thought she was going to relapse into her old ways, thankfully, that wasn’t the case!

Seeing that his expression was normal, Yuran nodded, "Then I’ll take my leave!"

...

After having dinner with Bo Yan’s mother, the porridge in the kitchen was almost ready. Bo Yan’s mother received a phone call, busy with returning to the old mansion, she left Yuran to take care of Bo Yan and hurried off. Before leaving, she did not forget to remind Yuran, "Baby, please take good care of your Seventh Brother!"

Yuran stopped mid-sentence, sighed after a soft "ah," and slumped down at the dining table, looking at the porridge.

Yuran was in a quandary. To take care of him, Bo Yan might not appreciate it; not to do so, yet she couldn’t bear the thought.

After much deliberation, she made a call to Xie Cheng, "Xie Cheng, can you come to the Platinum Imperial Palace to take care of Seventh Brother? I need to go back to school now!"

Not knowing what Xie Cheng said on the other end, Yuran seemed a bit irritated as she responded lightly, "The porridge is in the kitchen; no need for you to buy any. Just come and take care of him!"

"Right, I’m leaving in ten minutes; you should also arrive about then!"

Yuran packed some essentials upstairs and didn’t attempt to push on Bo Yan’s room door any further. She just waited in the living room for Xie Cheng. In less than ten minutes, Xie Cheng appeared at the Platinum Imperial Palace. Yuran briefly mentioned she had administered medicine to Bo Yan, then said a quick "sorry to trouble you" before turning to leave.

Xie Cheng asked, "Are you really going out like this?"

Yuran puzzled, "Otherwise?"

Xie Cheng nodded towards the sofa, "Take your cat with you!"