He transmigrated into the body of the school heartthrob's spoiled ex-girlfriend, and he insiste

Limitless Studio.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The rain outside the window stopped sometime ago.

The air was filled with the earthy smell and the chill of late autumn.

The room was deathly silent.

Only the low-frequency humming sound of the host machine running.

Three consecutive days of high-intensity sprint.

The new beta version was finally successfully packaged and uploaded ten minutes ago.

The new interface, with its redesigned color scheme by Wen Ning, runs smoothly and displays perfect data.

Once the tension in your nerves is released, the feeling of exhaustion will be overwhelming.

Jia Pengxiu was lying on the table, already snoring.

Zhang Annian pushed several chairs together, curled up, and fell asleep.

Jiang Ci did not go to the lounge.

He slept on the simple fabric sofa by the window.

He was covered with that black windbreaker.

The laptop was still beside me, its screen half-open, flashing a green code cursor.

Wen Ning didn't sleep.

She sat on a small stool beside him, watching over him.

By the faint light of the screen.

She noticed that Jiang Ci's brows were tightly furrowed.

Even in his sleep, he didn't seem to be able to fully relax.

That usually cool and fair face was now flushed with an unnatural redness.

My breathing is a little heavy.

It even carried a hint of scalding heat.

Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat.

She reached out and carefully touched his forehead.

The fingertips just touched the skin.

hot.

It was terribly hot.

"Jiang Ci?"

Wen Ning called out softly.

no response.

He was a little delirious from the fever.

He has barely slept these past few days.

I had to get caught in the rain, stay up all night, and also take care of this "drama queen".

Even the strongest person can't withstand it.

Just as Wen Ning was about to get up to find the medicine box.

The person on the sofa moved.

Jiang Ci seemed to be having a dream, or perhaps it was his subconscious sense of responsibility at work.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze wavered for a moment before focusing on the computer screen beside him.

"data……"

His voice was hoarse, as if he had swallowed sand.

He propped himself up on his arms, trying to sit up.

"The beta test data... I want to take a look."

Even after being burned like this.

His first thought was still work.

Seeing his swaying figure, Wen Ning was furious.

What time is it?

Don't want to die?

【Ding--】

The system in my mind came back online.

He seemed very satisfied with the scene.

[Host, this is a golden opportunity!]

Strike while the iron is hot!

[Task issued: Stop him from working! Confiscate his computer! Show your rudeness and obstruct his progress!]

Make sure he sees you as an obstacle on his road to success!

Wen Ning: "..."

System, are you seriously ill?

Jiang Ci's hand just touched the edge of the notebook.

I hadn't even had a chance to open the screen yet.

A fair hand appeared out of nowhere.

With a "snap".

The laptop was slammed shut.

Jiang Ci was stunned.

He looked up, his sluggish brain still functioning.

Looking at the aggressive girl in front of him.

"Wen Ning?"

He frowned. "Stop messing around. I'll only take one look."

"What are you looking at!"

Wen Ning picked up the heavy laptop in one swift motion.

As if holding a bomb, he quickly retreated three meters away.

They moved to the other end of the studio and placed it on the highest shelf.

Then she turned around.

He stood with his hands on his hips, glaring at the patient on the sofa.

"Don't look!"

She roared fiercely.

"Lie back down now, immediately!"

"Jiang Ci, are you out of your mind? You're burning up like a furnace and you're still looking at data? Are you trying to damage your brain?"

Jiang Ci's temples throbbed from her yelling.

He pressed his temples and sighed helplessly.

"Wen Ning, that data is very important..."

"If something goes wrong, all the effort we've put in these past few days will be wasted."

He tried to get up to get his computer.

Although he was top-heavy, he had always been a person with a strong desire for control and disliked things getting out of control.

however.

He had only stood up halfway.

Wen Ning charged over like a small cannonball.

Two hands pressed down on his shoulders.

Push hard.

"Bang."

Caught off guard and feeling weak and powerless, Jiang, the school heartthrob, was forcefully pushed back onto the sofa by her.

"Is work more important or life?"

Wen Ning looked down at him, her eyes fierce, but her eyes were red.

"If you dare touch the computer again, I'll..."

She gritted her teeth and said harshly:

"I'll smash it!"

Jiang Ci lay on the sofa.

Looking at the girl with her hair all messed up above.

She was genuinely angry.

Like a cub guarding its food, it bared its teeth and claws, but it was all just a bluff.

He suddenly lost all his strength.

Or rather, they no longer want to resist.

"it is good."

He closed his eyes briefly, his voice weak, "I'm not watching anymore."

"That's more like it."

Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

But she didn't dare let her guard down.

She turned around and rummaged through a pile of odds and ends.

They found the first-aid kit she bought that day.

I pulled out the fever-reducing patches.

Tear open the packaging.

"Don't move."

She went back and gave the order.

Jiang Ci was very cooperative.

He turned his head to the side, letting her do as she pleased.

"Smack."

A cool fever-reducing patch was applied to the burning hot forehead.

The bone-chilling coolness brought Jiang Ci's muddled mind to a slightly clearer state.

Followed by.

It is a blanket.

Wen Ning unfolded the wool blanket and covered him with it, wrapping him up tightly.

Not even your hands are allowed to be shown.

Open your mouth.

Another order was issued.

Jiang Ci opened his eyes.

I saw Wen Ning holding a glass of warm water and two white pills in her hand.

It was brought to his lips.

"Take your medicine."

She said sternly, "You're not allowed to complain about the bitterness."

Jiang Ci looked at her.

She was clearly yelling at him and trying to stop him from working.

But her movements were so gentle.

The way she fed him water was so careful, as if she was afraid he would choke.

He obediently opened his mouth.

Hold the pill in your mouth.

He took a big gulp of water from her hand.

The warm liquid slid down my throat.

That instant.

A hardened part of Jiang Ci's heart completely collapsed.

He always felt that dating was a hassle.

He even felt that Wen Ning was a troublesome person who needed him to take care of her all the time.

But now.

At his most vulnerable moment.

It was this "trouble" that forcefully took over everything from him, pinning him down and forcing him to rest.

"Want more?"

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Wen Ning asked softly.

The fierceness from before had vanished, leaving only barely concealed worry.

Jiang Ci shook his head.

As the medication took effect, drowsiness overwhelmed me.

But he didn't want to sleep.

Or rather, they didn't want her to leave.

Just as Wen Ning was about to turn around to put the cup away.

Jiang Ci reached out her hand from under the blanket.

He grasped her wrist precisely.

His hands were very hot.

Dry palms, strong knuckles.

Wen Ning was startled and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Jiang Ci remained silent.

He simply held her wrist and didn't let go.

The force wasn't heavy, but it carried a childlike dependence unique to people who are sick.

He looked at her.

His gaze was no longer that cold, scrutinizing look.

Rather, it is the softness that comes after all defenses have been laid bare.

"Don't go."

His voice was very soft, like a dream.

"Right here."

Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at this man who was usually all-powerful, but at this moment he was like a child afraid of being abandoned.

System: [...Host, is he being affectionate?]

Wen Ning: Shut up. He's delirious with fever.

She did not break free.

Instead, she followed his lead and sat down on the carpet next to the sofa.

"I'm not leaving."

She placed her other hand on the back of his hand, as if to comfort him.

"I'll be right here watching you."

"Go to sleep."

Jiang Ci looked into her eyes.

I'm sure she really won't leave.

My tense nerves finally relaxed completely.

A few seconds later.

His breathing became long and even.

He held her hand and fell into a deep sleep.

The rain outside the window has stopped.

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

The light shone on their clasped hands.

Wen Ning lay down on the sofa.

Looking at his sleeping profile.

My heart felt a little sour, yet also a little sweet.

Is this the future business tycoon?

It seems... it's not that indestructible.