"You really fixed it? You're kidding me!" Zhao Shuyao could hardly believe her eyes.
She even rubbed her eyes, thinking she was dreaming.
How could Qin Yusheng, a finance major, know computer repair?
Even she, a computer science major, only knew basic repairs, let alone assembling a machine.
"Don't believe me?" Qin Yusheng suppressed his anger, his face darkening, and opened the laptop.
He pressed the power button, and the computer actually turned on. Zhao Shuyao was dumbfounded.
Then, in just a few seconds, it entered the main page.
Normally, it took her about a minute to boot up. Not only was it fixed, but it was also this fast?
If it weren't for the main page looking exactly the same as usual, with no differences at all.
Zhao Shuyao would have suspected that Qin Yusheng had bought a brand new computer to deceive her while she was asleep.
Qin Yusheng moved the mouse, clicking randomly on the main screen, "See, is this your computer? These files are all yours, right?"
Zhao Shuyao watched helplessly as Qin Yusheng moved the mouse to her private folder.
Although it was a private folder, it wasn't encrypted.
This was because, normally, no one would notice this old-fashioned desktop-like laptop besides herself.
Moreover, the folder was named with study files, so no one would click on it.
She hadn't expected Qin Yusheng to accidentally click on it.
"Ah... no! Don't look at this!"
Zhao Shuyao screamed and tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Qin Yusheng not only clicked on the file, but the file also quickly popped open.
Then, the contents of the folder were all laid bare before their eyes.
Seeing Zhao Shuyao's strong reaction, Qin Yusheng furrowed his brows, glanced at her, and didn't understand why she was so agitated.
What unspeakable thing was she so excited about?
As Qin Yusheng thought this, he looked up and saw the pop-up folder.
It was filled with videos.
Although the video covers were blurry, they looked a bit familiar...
*Click.*
Qin Yusheng moved the mouse and clicked on one of the videos.
"Ah! I can't live anymore!"
Zhao Shuyao grabbed a throw pillow from the sofa and fiercely buried her face in it.
Was it that serious? It was just a file.
Until the next second, an inappropriate sound came from the video.
Qin Yusheng's expression changed.
His face, as handsome as if carved by a knife, was instantly filled with a myriad of emotions.
He stared at the computer screen for a few seconds, then with a *snap*, he directly closed the screen.
However, the inappropriate sound still echoed through the mansion.
Because it was a villa with a spacious living room, the echo was quite loud.
When Aunt Wu returned, before she even entered the living room, she happened to hear the sound.
"Oh my, the young master and madam are really uncontrollable, to be so passionate right in the living room..."
Aunt Wu's face turned red as she turned and left.
Even though Aunt Wu was at the entrance, both Qin Yusheng and Zhao Shuyao heard her muttering words.
"Ah!!!" Zhao Shuyao was going crazy. Trembling, she opened the computer and pressed a crucial key.
A few seconds later, the sound finally disappeared completely.
An awkward atmosphere permeated the living room.
Zhao Shuyao's face was so red it looked like it could bleed. She lowered her head like an ostrich, refusing to look up.
Qin Yusheng was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
He looked deeply at the little woman in front of him.
Zhao Shuyao turned her face away, opened her mouth to speak, but her throat felt blocked, and she couldn't make a sound.
It was too embarrassing!
There was no saying how embarrassing it was, but this was beyond that!
Zhao Shuyao was going mad. She suddenly stood up, still not looking at Qin Yusheng.
"I... um, I'll go rest now! Thank you for fixing my computer!"
She took a step forward, but after a few steps, she suddenly turned back, picked up her laptop.
Then she bolted.
Only after the little woman's figure disappeared upstairs did Qin Yusheng slowly retract his gaze.
Recalling what he had just seen, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
She actually watched those kinds of videos?
After being abroad for so many years, he had even thought she...
Were there any unspeakable props in that room?
Qin Yusheng's lips moved slightly, completely unaware that his mood was quite good.
After Zhao Shuyao left, Jiang Shiyu woke up after sleeping for an hour or two.
Murong Cheng had been guarding by her bedside.
"Wife, you're awake? Are you hungry, what do you want to eat, are you thirsty, what do you want to drink..."
The man's deep, husky voice echoed in her ears.
Jiang Shiyu slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man by the bed, "Are you my husband?"
"Yes, of course I am."
"Husband, I want to eat dumplings."
"Okay, husband will buy them for you."
After saying that, Murong Cheng turned to buy dumplings. In less than half an hour, he bought piping hot shrimp dumplings with old hen soup.
He found Jiang Shiyu sitting up in the hospital bed, watching television.
On the television, entertainment news was being broadcast.
"The current president of Lingsheng Group and a popular actress were photographed walking hand-in-hand on the street. It is reported that the Lingsheng president recently got married..."
Murong Cheng's face darkened. He grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV. "It's all paparazzi writing nonsense to create buzz. I'll call them later to have the article retracted."
Then he placed the dumplings on the table in front of her.
"Your favorite shrimp and pork dumplings, and chicken soup..."
Murong Cheng handed the takeout to Jiang Shiyu.
Jiang Shiyu took it, and in the next second, with a *smack*, she dropped the chopsticks. "I'm not eating."
"What's wrong?" Murong Cheng's head began to ache.
If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have deliberately created such a scandal just to anger this little woman.
"You're lying. You're not my husband at all. I'm afraid you've poisoned this!" Jiang Shiyu pouted and snorted, looking exactly like a child.
"Didn't I show you the marriage certificate? Be good, don't throw a tantrum." Murong Cheng tasted it himself to verify it wasn't poisoned.
"My husband would never walk hand-in-hand with other women. You're a liar. Don't think you can fool me with a fake marriage certificate! Get out!"
Jiang Shiyu frowned, trying to drive Murong Cheng away.
Murong Cheng, who had stayed up all night by her bedside, felt his temples throbbing from this commotion.
But he still suppressed his temper and said softly, "This is all a misunderstanding... I have nothing with them..."
"Them? Not just one? You scumbag! I'll beat you to death!"
Jiang Shiyu clenched her small fists, furious, and unceremoniously pounded them against the man's chest.
Murong Cheng didn't dodge or evade, letting Jiang Shiyu hit him to vent her anger.
Jiang Shiyu hit him harder, and he let out a muffled groan before saying, "Gently, don't hurt yourself."