Rebirth: Divorcing the Billionaire
Chapter 78: Just Can’t Help Caring for Her

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Just Can’t Help Caring for Her

Early the next morning, Jian Xi avoided Si Yuhuan and drove straight to the hospital.

She registered for an appointment and needed to undergo some tests.

Having once faced life and death, she placed great importance on her health.

Even the slightest rustle would put her on edge.

Sitting in the waiting room, watching one person after another go in, Jian Xi fiddled with her phone when suddenly a text message popped up.

"Are you at the hospital?" from an unfamiliar number.

Jian Xi furrowed her brows and scanned the area, but there were no familiar faces.

BEEP BEEP.

Another message arrived.

[Gastroenterology Department, are you sick?]

Oh my god! There must be a ghost!

Jian Xi immediately replied, [Who are you?]

Si Yuhuan was furious, [Jian Xi, did you delete me?]

He had come over to find some doctors he knew to discuss treatment for Jian Xi’s depressive delusion disorder. However, just as the team of specialists had gone up to the thirteenth floor, he passed the internal medicine department and saw Jian Xi.

Perhaps neither of them expected that, despite both trying to avoid the other, they would end up meeting at the hospital.

Jian Xi came to her senses.

She wondered why this unfamiliar number looked so familiar. It turned out to be Si Yuhuan!

Jian Xi texted, [You! Are you sick? Stalking me?]

The very next second, Si Yuhuan was standing in front of her with a dark face.

All eyes around them turned to look.

"Do you delete your husband’s number just because you’re in a bad mood?"

The man’s appearance was indeed conspicuous in the crowd. Jian Xi, unsure if it was his questioning or the scrutinizing gazes, felt so mortified she wished the ground would swallow her whole.

"Let’s go, let’s talk inside."

He might not mind the embarrassment, but she cared about her reputation! If someone with ulterior motives photographed this and it got out, how could she ever explain herself during the divorce!

Seeing the blush on her face, like that of an ordinary young girl, Si Yuhuan’s mood improved considerably, and he let her drag him by the hand as they jogged down the corridor.

"Alright, there’s no one here now."

Around a bend in the corridor was an empty storage room.

Si Yuhuan grabbed Jian Xi’s wrist. "You came to see the doctor early in the morning? What’s bothering you?"

"What’s it to you?" His sudden, out-of-character concern felt bizarre to Jian Xi, like the sun rising from the west.

Si Yuhuan put his hands on his hips. "So even if you die, it has nothing to do with me?"

Jian Xi truly wanted to say that if she died, it would be his fault. But revealing the plot would mean losing her omniscient perspective, so she chose to remain silent.

To Si Yuhuan, it seemed this woman had completely lost her passion for him.

"Are you throwing a tantrum with me because of Jiang Qimeng? Jian Xi, life is your own, you need to treasure it."

How had she not treasured it? she thought. She was here for a check-up the moment she felt ill. She really didn’t understand what he was trying to say.

"I really can’t be bothered with you."

His temper flared suddenly. He turned and slammed the door as he left.

Jian Xi was so angry she felt somewhat dizzy.

When she returned to the waiting area, she found her number had long been passed. Behind her was yet another long line of patients.

I really must have forgotten to check the almanac before leaving today, she grumbled to herself.

She wasn’t feeling too unwell now, nor was she taking the nausea seriously. Grumbling, she drove to Yaowang.

「.....」

Yan Qing received a call in the car.

"Boss, Madam drove to Yaowang."

He didn’t know what exactly had happened between the two of them. He only knew that after the boss stood up those experts, he had them quickly formulate a treatment plan based on his own description. His boss had said he would leave Madam alone, but in the end, he couldn’t hold back. Yan Qing felt that his boss had changed. He wasn’t the same as before; now he seemed more human, more alive—like a real person and not a high and mighty deity any longer.

"That damn company is running smoothly, what’s she going there for!" Si Yuhuan was annoyed. No woman had ever dared to treat him this way. Even Jiang Qimeng had always been completely obedient. This Jian Xi must be out of her mind to dare test his limits step by step. And yet, he had fallen for her tricks.

Yan Qing couldn’t help but relay the message he had just received. "I’ve heard that today is Zhou Yan’s birthday. Everyone is at New Fashion Media celebrating with him. I guess Madam will be there too..."

"She wouldn’t dare!"

「...」

Jian Xi received a call from Wan Yu and immediately rushed to New Fashion Media.

As soon as she entered, she thrust the gift—which a salesclerk had delivered to the company entrance for her—into Zhou Yan’s arms. "You! You really know how to keep a secret! Not giving me a heads-up about your birthday so I could prepare. Now I’m all rushed, and I don’t even have a proper gift. Don’t mind, okay?"

Zhou Yan chuckled, still the carefree, sunny young man. "I only just remembered it myself. It’s Sister Yu who is meticulous; she remembers even better than I do."

"Of course! Whose birthday in the company do I not remember? That’s what I do! It’s crucial to pay attention to everyone. You, kiddo, are my cash cow, so you get extra attention! This grand party today is specially for you. First, happy birthday! Second, congratulations because even while you were on sick leave, you didn’t neglect basic promotions and made a huge contribution to the company’s profits. Cheers!"

While others were drinking alcohol, Zhou Yan also reached for a wine glass, but Jian Xi deftly swapped it for orange juice.

Zhou Yan’s handsome face turned red. He hastily took a sip, his gaze sticking to Jian Xi like gooey caramel.

The shrewd Wan Yu saw through his little crush and could only sigh inwardly. Another one hopelessly in love. Such a pity.

She discreetly sent a photo of Jian Xi being admired from afar to Zhou Mingcheng with a message, "Big brother Mingcheng, our Xixi is still quite popular, right?"

"Take Jian Xi to fewer of these kinds of events."

Jian Mingcheng replied promptly.

"Buzzkill!" Wan Yu rolled her eyes and temporarily put him on her blacklist.

Jian Mingcheng tried calling, but when he couldn’t get through, he was so angry he felt dizzy.

That Wan Yu, always doing as she pleased, afraid of nothing and no one... Maybe it was good for Jian Xi to be around her. Still, all this drinking wasn’t good for Jian Xi’s health.

Jian Mingcheng instructed his driver, "Go send some hangover medicine to New Fashion Media."

Jian Xi chatted a lot with Zhou Yan. During their conversation, she saw him reject several calls. "What, got a girlfriend?"

"No! Don’t talk nonsense, Senior!" Zhou Yan said earnestly. "I already have someone I like."

COUGH COUGH!

His eyes were fixed on her, nearly melting her. Jian Xi, flustered, quickly nodded and sipped her juice.

For some reason, the smell of alcohol also made her uncomfortable. But since everyone here was a friend and wouldn’t make a fuss, she just drank juice with Zhou Yan.

"The calls I just ignored were from my family; they hope I can go back and reunite with them soon."

A flicker of struggle crossed Zhou Yan’s eyes.

"Senior, do you think I should stay in Beijing?"

"This..." Jian Xi smiled awkwardly. "If you like it here, then stay. If you think going home is better, then go home. Honestly, New Fashion Media isn’t that restrictive. The contract doesn’t have any unreasonable clauses; you have your personal freedom."

"Senior, you know that’s not what I mean."

Jian Xi pretended not to understand.

"Senior, ever since I got hurt, you haven’t come to see me. Are you trying to keep your distance from me?"

"Shouldn’t she keep her distance from you?"

At the lively party, Si Yuhuan’s appearance instantly caused the bubbling atmosphere to plummet to a freezing point.