142: At Most I Lose a Fan

At Most I Lose a Fan

Luo Xiuen immediately interrupted Hong Baizhang with a look of disgust on her face, "You? Play a game? First of all, why don't you get out of this room? There are too many people here. The air isn't even going to be fresh. Are you even planning to let the patient rest?"1

There were eight or nine people who stood in the hospital room. All of them had been chattering incessantly. How can someone rest in an environment like this?

Luo Xiuen began to drive people out of the room. The first person to be driven out was Hong Baizhang.

Grandma Jian also spoke out, "I agree. We can talk about these matters later. For now, my darling needs rest."

Then Grandma Jian turned around to speak to Jian Yunnao who had been standing at the entrance of the room: "Please remember that she is your sister. Even if you break a bone, it's connected to your muscle. Sometimes, you need to think positively. You shouldn't waste time and go on a wild goose chase. What's the point in that? You're only giving bad people the opportunity to lie to you."

Although Grandma Jian didn't clearly mention what she was talking about, everyone who knew what had happened could understand the implication of her words.

Jian Yunnao had already thought badly of Jian Yiling once. It shouldn't happen the second time.

Grandma Jian hoped that Jian Yunnao would learn to trust his sister again. She wanted him to let go of those bad thoughts that were in his heart.

Jian Shuxing bent over and said softly to Jian Yiling, "Yiling, your brother and I will go home first. We will come back to see you again in the evening. We've contacted your school to tell them that you are sick. Don't worry about it."

"Mhmm." Jian Yiling replied softly.

The sound of her voice inflicted pain through Jian Shuxing's heart.

Although his daughter had responded to him in a nice way, he felt that there was a long-distance that had been created between them. He didn't know why this was the case.

After a long period of hesitation, Jian Shuxing left the room with his eldest son.

As everyone left Jian Yiling's ward, Jian Yumin turned around and asked the housekeeper, "Housekeeper, when you go back later, could you bring me a change of clothes?"

Until now, he didn't have the opportunity to change his clothes.

To be on the safe side, Jian Yiling would remain hospitalized for tonight.

Jian Yumin had planned to stay with her for the night.

For the next two days, he hadn't been given any arrangements by his manager. He knew that he had a rehearsal later at night with his group, however, he wouldn't be able to attend that.

As soon as Jian Yumin spoke, Luo Xiuen suddenly squinted her eyes.

The voice sounded so familiar!

She recognized this voice. There was only one person with such a magnetic voice!

Luo Xiuen turned around to look for the person speaking.

Her eyes met a man who had unkempt hair. He was also wearing pajamas and slippers.

This man...

He was a little sloppy with the way was he dressed.

However...

"You… You… Why do you look like Xie Minyu so much?"

Luo Xiuen's voice was a bit loud. Her eyes stared at Jian Yumin.

Xie Minyu was Jian Yumin's stage name. The reason for using a stage name was because He Yan had been strongly opposed to him entering the entertainment industry. As a result, he decided to use a stage name when he debuted. He wanted to clear his relationship with his family.

Xie had been Grandma Jian's surname before she had gotten married.

Luo Xiuen continued to stare at Jian Yumin. The more she looked at him, the more resemblance she saw.

Even Cheng Yi recognized him. Although he wasn't a fan of the boy band Jupiter, he had seen the merchandise that Luo Xiuen had on her work desk. Under Luo Xiuen's influence, Cheng Yi could also recognize members of the band.

Jian Yumin raised his head and looked at Luo Xiuen. He saw the surprise in her eyes, however, he didn't really care:

"Yeah, that's me. What's the problem?"

He knew that his image was quite sloppy right now. It wasn't what he looked like on posters and videos.

However, did that matter?

At most, it was just losing a fan.

If his fans didn't want to support him anymore, he couldn't do anything about that. In the first place, he didn't know how to sweet-talk or coax them anyways.

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