I'm in Love Apartment, and the system is making me cultivate immortality.

Chapter 190 The young girl is delicate, the young woman is alluring, each with her own merits.
At 8 p.m., Shanghai was still brightly lit and bustling under the night sky.

Gu Yifan drove Wanyu to the radio station building.

"Well, they've left."

In the passenger seat, Lin Wanyu tilted her head, her expression suggestive.

"Well, come on."

Gu Yifan's answer did not satisfy the young lady.

Are you just going to brush her off like that?

"Then I'm really leaving!" Lin Wanyu picked up her bag and pretended to open the car door, emphasizing this point.

Seeing that Gu Yifan was looking at her without saying anything, Lin Wanyu pouted in a huff.

This idiot, doesn't he know she wants a kiss before she leaves?
Lin Wanyu didn't wait any longer and pushed open the car door.

Just as she was about to step out, Gu Yifan grabbed her slender wrist.

An irresistible force swept in.

"Oh my!" Lin Wanyu only had time to exclaim before she fell into a strong, warm embrace.

"Gu Yifan, what are you doing?"

Lin Wanyu's arm was pinned down by Gu Yifan, and before she could react, her lips were enveloped in warmth.

Lin Wanyu widened her beautiful eyes and met Gu Yifan's deep and tender gaze.

Its pearly teeth were pried open, and its sweet nectar was wantonly plundered.
Gradually, Lin Wanyu fell for him and began to subtly reciprocate his advances.
A moment later, Gu Yifan slowly raised his head and looked at Wan Yu, whose face was flushed red, like a delicate rose in full bloom.

"Alright, can you go to work now without worry?"

"What did you say? I don't understand." Lin Wanyu felt guilty and refused to admit it.

But secretly, I was quite pleased.

Gu Yifan isn't stupid, is he? Hehe.

Gu Yifan didn't expose Miss Lin's little scheme, but glanced at his watch and reminded her.

"We're going to be late."

"Oh no! It's already 8:05. Being late will result in a pay cut, it's all your fault."

Watching Lin Wanyu emerge from the car and dash towards the radio station, I saw her running up the steps.

Gu Yifan was about to look away and start the car to leave.

But then Lin Wanyu stopped and turned around to look in their direction.

Far away.

Gu Yifan smiled knowingly when he saw Lin Wanyu blowing kisses and making heart shapes with her hands, and also flashed his lights.

Satisfied, the beautiful young woman turned and ran into the radio station building.

Wide roads.

The flow of traffic is like a never-ending river of time, and the neon signs along the roadside illuminate the cars with vibrant colors.

Gu Yifan wasn't in a hurry to move forward, so he followed the flow of traffic slowly.

Enjoy this moment of solitude.

Outside the car window is the whole world, and inside the car is quiet and dimly lit, giving the feeling of being all alone.

No wonder most men would choose to buy a car rather than a house when it comes to buying a house.

On the one hand, a house is too big; it feels empty when you live alone, and it's noisy when you live with your family. Only the world inside the car, though cramped, is safe and a private space for one person.

I turned on the car radio, and Jay Chou's "Nocturne" came into my ears.

The prelude was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Gu Yifan thought, this is what 07 feels like.

This was precisely when Jay Chou was at the peak of his popularity; his songs were playing everywhere, such as "The Promise of Dandelion," "Blue and White Porcelain," and "Nunchucks."

Gu Yifan discovered that this world was very strange.

Some celebrities have disappeared, but others still exist.

For example, Jay Chou, or Detective Conan.

Although the world may seem somewhat ambiguous, the future course of events is likely to be fairly predictable.

"When we get back, we'll start writing the framework for one person."

While listening to music and driving, Gu Yifan pondered how to make the most of the free time when Wanyu was not around.

The reward given by the system last time can greatly enhance memory for a period of time.

After trying it, Gu Yifan discovered that he could return to the world of his memories as if he were actually there.

That's perfect.

He used to have a headache about how to get someone out of there, but now he doesn't have to worry about that anymore.

Gu Yifan also did some research.

Well, there is no Mi Er in this world. Judging from the timeline, he should have already entered the comic book industry by now, but there has been no news of him, not even from Zhiyin Comic Book Club.

This also put Gu Yifan's mind at ease.

It's never right to plagiarize someone else's work while the original author is still alive.

Find a person, hire a cartoonist to help adapt them into a comic, and start a small comic production company.

This is Gu Yifan's main goal at present.

Starting with the comics, animation, and gaming industries also offers tremendous potential.

The box office success of Nezha over 25 years is enough to prove that as long as Chinese animation rises, there will still be many people willing to support it.

"By the way, let's recall when each industry started to emerge."

Gu Yifan tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, signaling to turn right as he thought.

Everyone else has no other choice, but Gu Yifan is different.

There were too many promising opportunities ahead of him, and he even felt a kind of agonizing uncertainty about which investments to make. Well, it was a bittersweet experience.

That's why careful planning is necessary to facilitate entering the industry at the right time.

We have no choice but to speed things up.

There's also Miss Lin by my side.

She still has her father, Lin, to protect her from the wind and rain.

But Gu Yifan was certain that, given the inhumane nature of the Americans, Lin's father's bank would inevitably be taken over in the future.

There are too many precedents.

Transferring assets won't work; just announce that you're funding the KB organization.

Either you hand over your entire fortune obediently, and the Boss Squid might spare your life; or you'll be beaten to death and your assets ruthlessly plundered.

Therefore, we must seize this golden decade of development and grow into a towering tree.

Only then can he protect the group of innocent and carefree princesses around him and shelter them from the wind and rain.

Growth and maturity are inherently a false proposition.

If one could live a life free from worries about food and clothing, happiness and joy, who would be willing to be strong alone, struggle and endure hardships?

Just as Gu Yifan was about to reach the residential area.

An unexpected phone call disrupted Gu Yifan's plans.

hang up the phone.

Suddenly, the roar of an engine filled the night.

The Mercedes S350, which had been slowly moving forward in the traffic just moments before, seemed to have been activated.

With the engine at full throttle, the car turned around and sped off in the opposite direction.

Outside the emergency room of the children's hospital.

Zhuge Dasheng rarely sheds her image as a strong woman; her mature and pretty face shows a hint of tension and weariness.

At that moment, she was just a vulnerable mother, pacing back and forth in front of the door, phone in hand.

Every now and then, he would look outside with expectant eyes.

I don't know how many times this has happened.

Finally, a tall figure appeared and came into view.

The beautiful woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and a look of joy flashed across her pretty face. "Yifan, over here."

"Sister Great Sage".

Hearing the sound, Gu Yifan quickly approached.

Looking at Zhuge Dasheng, who was still wearing a light-colored silk nightgown, you could tell how hurriedly she had left. Through the neckline, you could vaguely see her fair skin and her tense and uneasy appearance.

At this moment, she was no longer the powerful lawyer who commanded the courtroom, but a single mother who was heartbroken and worried about her sick child.

How is Dali?

A hint of worry flashed in the beautiful woman's eyes. "She's already getting an injection. The doctor said it might be the flu."

Gu Yifan nodded.

When Zhuge Dasheng returned home tonight, he noticed that his daughter seemed a little drowsy, so he gave her some cold medicine, thinking that the air conditioning in the room was too cold and she had caught a chill.

Unexpectedly, around 7 or 8 p.m., Zhuge Dali suddenly developed a high fever, broke out in a cold sweat, and her temperature almost reached 39 degrees Celsius.

Zhuge Dasheng hurriedly took his daughter to the children's hospital, but still felt anxious and uneasy.

As if guided by some strange force, she dialed Gu Yifan's number.
"I'm sorry to have asked you to come over so late at night, but I really didn't know who else to ask," Madam Zhuge said gently, a hint of embarrassment flashing in her beautiful eyes.

As soon as the call connected, Gu Yifan heard that Dali had a high fever and was at the children's hospital. He asked for the address and then hurriedly hung up.

While feeling somewhat relieved, Zhuge Liang also felt a little embarrassed, as he felt it was too awkward to have invited someone over so late at night.

There was nothing she could do; Gu Yifan was the first person she thought of.

"It's okay, that's what I am, Brother Dali."

Gu Yifan smiled gently at the beautiful woman.

Watching Gu Yifan stride into the ward, Zhuge Dasheng felt much calmer, and his anxious mood subsided.

He trailed half a step behind Gu Yifan, just like a married couple.

On the small bed in the hospital ward.

Zhuge Dali's eyes were closed, her delicate face had an abnormal blush, and her forehead was burning hot; she was still fast asleep.

His listless appearance, like a sickly little animal, evoked pity.

"Because she is still young, the doctor dares not increase the dosage." Zhuge Dasheng bit her red lips when she saw her well-behaved daughter like this. The illness was in her daughter's body, and the mother felt extremely tormented.

Gu Yifan stepped forward, reached out, and gently stroked the little girl's forehead.

It's still very hot. I wonder if it senses something.

The little girl, still fast asleep, had her long eyelashes flutter slightly.

Slowly opening her eyes, she revealed a pair of lifeless eyes.

"Mom," she murmured softly.

"Dali? You're awake?"

Upon hearing Gu Yifan's voice, the little girl's dazed gaze returned to focus.

Upon seeing Gu Yifan's appearance clearly, Zhuge Dali perked up and spoke weakly and obediently.

"Brother Yifan, you've arrived."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Dali, I haven't been able to visit you lately." Gu Yifan felt a little guilty; he had promised Dali he would visit her and have dinner with her that evening.

As a result, I was too busy with other things lately and forgot about it.

The little girl didn't speak, but stretched out her little hand.

Gu Yifan held it, his little hands were a little hot.

September is approaching, a season of transition between summer and autumn.
Even though the weather is still unbearably hot, children are inherently weak and prone to illness, and the flu comes unexpectedly, so getting sick is unavoidable.

"It's okay, as long as Brother Yifan can see me," Dali said obediently.

Taking the opportunity, Gu Yifan gradually transferred his spiritual energy to the little girl, as spiritual energy can enhance human vitality.

Gu Yifan also used a secret method to subtly lower Xiao Dali's body temperature.

Dali felt his body gradually cool down, and his dizzy, weightless head cleared up a bit.

"Are you feeling any better?" Gu Yifan asked softly.

The little girl nodded reluctantly, her eyelids began to droop again, and she finally fell into a deep sleep. Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and her little hand was still tightly holding Gu Yifan's big hand.

At that moment, the doctor walked in and found that there was an extra man in the ward.

"Are you the child's father?"

"No, he's my younger brother." Zhuge Dasheng, who was standing to the side, quickly explained, her pretty face slightly flushed, and she secretly glanced at Gu Yifan.

The doctor nodded, said nothing more, replaced the empty medicine bottle with a new one, and hung it back on the shelf.

"Once this bottle is finished, the fever should gradually subside. However, you should keep a close eye on the child tonight. If the fever returns, please call me."

"Okay, thank you, doctor." Zhuge Dasheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Adults don't recover from the flu easily, let alone children; it's unlikely that an injection will have an immediate effect.

After the doctor left.

Only Gu Yifan and Zhuge Dasheng remained in the ward.

Zhuge Dasheng looked at Gu Yifan's perfect profile as he sat in front of the hospital bed, bit his lip, and said, "Yifan."

"Hmm?" Gu Yifan was helping the little girl to recover when he heard this and turned his head.

"Thank you for coming all this way."

This children's hospital isn't exactly close to Love Apartment, so Zhuge Dasheng naturally knew where Gu Yifan lived.

"It's no trouble at all, and the traffic isn't too bad." Gu Yifan smiled, looking nonchalant.

There was no indication that he had been driving like a seasoned pro, weaving through traffic and getting yelled at countless times as a brat, before finally stepping on the gas and speeding to the hospital.

"Sister Dasheng, please sit down too."

Zhuge Dasheng was certain that Gu Yifan wasn't just being polite, and his heart warmed, but he still spoke up.

"Yifan, you should go back first. Dali should be fine after the IV drip is finished. I'll keep an eye on things here, so don't delay your business."

After the panic and anxiety subsided, reason returned to Lady Zhuge's mind.

It's already inappropriate for a beautiful young woman like her to call a young man, let alone spend the night alone with him.

Zhuge Dasheng bit her thin lips, knowing she would only sink deeper.

The reason I haven't invited Gu Yifan to my house for dinner recently is because of this.

Yifan is still young, and their futures are destined not to intersect, so let's treat him as a real younger brother.

"What is this nonsense."

Gu Yifan shook his head and refused outright.

"If I leave, Dali probably won't sleep well. I'll stay here and keep watch for now."

Madam, you don't want your daughter's condition to worsen, do you?
If Gu Yifan stayed here and helped Xiao Dali recover, the little girl would be bouncing around and full of energy again the next day.

If he leaves, he'll probably be sick and listless for a week.

"This"

Zhuge Dasheng pursed his lips, and seeing Gu Yifan's insistent expression, he couldn't bring himself to refuse.

It was quiet for a while.

"Xiao Fan, if you're sleepy or tired, go back first," the beautiful woman said gently.

Gu Yifan nodded and smiled at Zhuge Dasheng, "Don't worry, I won't be polite."

This smile caused Zhuge Liang's previously superior rationality to vanish.

Her heart fluttered, her phoenix eyes filled with tears.

The two were not talking.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhuge Dasheng also moved a plastic chair and sat down next to Gu Yifan.

Seeing her daughter's relaxed brows on the sickbed, I felt relieved. As my tense nerves relaxed, a wave of dizziness washed over me.

Zhuge Dasheng's plump and mature body swayed slightly, bumping right into Gu Yifan's arm.

"Big Sister Sheng, what's wrong?"

Gu Yifan felt his arm sink into something soft. He turned his head to look at Zhuge Dasheng. The beautiful woman had her eyebrows furrowed and her slender fingers pressed against her forehead.

Could I have gotten infected?
"It's nothing. I'm just a little tired because I've been busy all day and haven't had a break."

Zhuge Dasheng shook his head and said softly.

She is currently handling a case herself. Although lawyers are well paid, the work is very troublesome and overtime is a common occurrence.

After a long and busy day, my daughter fell ill in the evening, so I drove to the hospital. It's no wonder I wasn't feeling well.

Gu Yifan remained silent.

Zhuge Dasheng felt a little shy when he saw Gu Yifan staring straight at him, his handsome features so close to his face.

Unable to suppress the various chaotic thoughts in her mind, she spoke softly.

"Xiaofan?"

"Sister Dasheng, don't catch the flu," Gu Yifan said with concern.

If Zhuge Liang falls ill, the little girl will be left without anyone to take care of her.

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"It's alright, I'm in very good health and have hardly ever been sick," Zhuge Dasheng insisted.

Gu Yifan thought for a moment, "Big Sister Sheng, if you're tired, you can lean on my shoulder and rest for a while."

"Ah!" Zhuge Dasheng's heart skipped a beat.

Gu Yifan jokingly added, "Just like an older sister leaning on her younger brother's shoulder, there's no need to be polite."

Zhuge Liang was feeling dizzy, his cheeks slightly flushed, and he lowered his head to hide his embarrassment.

"it is good."

To be honest, young married women have their own advantages. They have beautiful and delicate faces, as well as plump and graceful figures. Most importantly, they know how to take care of others.

Seeing that Zhuge Dasheng's usually aloof and intellectual face was now flushed with a blush, and her temperament had become gentle and tender, Gu Yifan really dared not look at her for too long.

Hmm, that fair skin is truly stunning.

Gu Yifan then thought of Miss Lin.

The contrast between the youthful girl and the gentle, beautiful woman is truly striking.

There are also hot and sexy mature women, charming foxes, traditional beauties, and women with contrasting personalities.
The women I know all seem to have their own unique qualities and are quite different.

It's really hard to judge which is better right or worse.

Alright, alright, Gu Yifan shook his head, trying to shake off the random thoughts in his mind.

The little girl is still sick, this isn't appropriate.

When Gu Yifan turned his head away, Zhuge Dasheng's cheeks turned even redder.

Zhuge Dasheng told himself to stay calm. Xiao Fan was just offering him a shoulder to lean on because he was tired. He shouldn't overthink things.

But looking at Gu Yifan's broad shoulders, Zhuge Dasheng's eyes showed some melancholy.

She had never experienced the feeling of nestled on a man's shoulder before.

I've always been alone. Even the strongest woman has moments of exhaustion and weariness, but has no one to confide in.

If he still had reason, Zhuge Liang might have been able to control himself.

But now she feels her cheeks are slightly burning and her thinking is much slower.

Could it be that I've actually caught the flu?
Zhuge Dasheng felt even more uncomfortable, and his body made a choice involuntarily.
"Ok?"

Gu Yifan felt a weight on his shoulder and turned his head to find that Zhuge Dasheng's head was resting on his shoulder.

A faint scent of perfume wafted into my nose.

"what happened?"

Gu Yifan was puzzled as to how Zhuge Dasheng knew she was looking at him even though he hadn't looked up.

"It's okay, take a rest first. If you feel unwell, don't force yourself."

"Hmm," Zhuge Dasheng's tone remained as languid and gentle as ever.

Unbeknownst to Gu Yifan, the beautiful woman's cheeks, hidden by her flowing hair, were already flushed with a deep red.

Let's just be reckless this once.
It's just a simple matter of relying on it.

Zhuge Liang was deceiving himself.

Gu Yifan's shoulder felt very comfortable; as soon as you leaned against it, you could feel the firm, warm muscles, and you didn't want to lift it up again.

You haven't visited Lady Wu for many days, and to your surprise, she is bedridden, and the young princess has also contracted the plague and is unable to get out of bed. You immediately sense something is wrong and resolve to take good care of Lady Wu's daily life until she recovers.

[Because of your arrival, Lady Wuhou's favorability has increased by 3]

[Your concern for the young princess has been noticed by the madam; your favorability rating increases by 2.]

[Lady Wu's Favorability Rating: 70]

[Complete the task: Resolve Lady Wu's inner conflict to invite her to become your teammate.]

(End of this chapter)