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Two whole days.

Jiang Ci has gone missing.

Since the day I saw Zhou Xu in the teahouse, he has vanished as if he had disappeared into thin air.

There is no "good morning" or "good night".

No dinner appointments were made.

Even WeChat replies have become extremely brief: "Hmm," "Busy," or "In a meeting."

Art Academy Studio

Wen Ning stared blankly at the drawing board, her paintbrush motionless for a long time.

The canvas was blank, just like her empty heart at that moment.

Fear spread like a tide.

It’s over.

Does he regret it?

Did Zhou Xu say something hurtful to him that damaged his self-esteem?

Or... did he think about the forum incident carefully after he got back, and decide that I was really a troublemaker, so he planned to break up with me using the silent treatment?

Wen Ning became increasingly panicked the more he thought about it.

She came here to complete a mission, and the ending was destined to be a breakup.

But she didn't want it to end in this ambiguous way.

【Ding--】

The system seemed to sense the host's unease and immediately jumped in to add fuel to the fire.

[Host, alert!]

[The male lead's affection level is fluctuating abnormally! We've detected him deliberately distancing himself from you!]

What does this mean? It means he's changing his mind! It means he's weighing the pros and cons and is planning to dump you!

Wen Ning bit her lower lip: "Then what should I do?"

[Mission Issued: Deadly Chain Calls!]

Since he wants to calm down, then let him go crazy!

[Every ten minutes, they send messages, make phone calls, or video chat! Checking up on me! Questioning me! Making unreasonable demands!]

Make sure he perceives you as an insecure, controlling, and suffocatingly crazy woman!

Wen Ning tightened her grip on her phone.

This mission... is like dancing on a landmine.

Which man who is busy with his career can stand this kind of harassment?

But this may be the only way to force him to appear.

"it is good."

Wen Ning took a deep breath.

Fingers began clicking rapidly across the screen.

……

A University Startup Incubation Park.

Limitless Studio.

The atmosphere here is even more tense than it was two days ago; it can only be described as a "battleground."

The curtains were drawn tightly, obscuring the passage of time.

The whiteboard was covered with dense architectural diagrams and countdowns.

"Without restructuring the underlying logic, the carrying capacity cannot be increased."

Jiang Ci stood in front of the whiteboard, holding a marker in his hand.

He was wearing the black hoodie he hadn't had time to change out of, and a layer of bluish stubble had sprouted on his chin.

The area under his eyes was bloodshot.

He looked颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, decadence, and apathy), yet he also exuded a sharp, almost insane quality.

"But Brother Ci, there are only two weeks left!"

Zhang Annian clutched his hair in despair, "Reconstruct now? Are we not going to sleep for the next few days?"

"Then don't sleep."

Jiang Ci's voice was hoarse and cold.

"To win, you have to fight with all your might."

Ever since I met Zhou Xu.

The question, "How will you support her?" was like a thorn, stuck firmly in his heart.

He has to be quick.

Faster.

They must secure Series A funding within three months and double the company's valuation.

Just then.

The phone, which was placed in the center of the conference table, vibrated.

"Buzz—"

Jiang Ci ignored him.

Continue drawing.

"Buzz—"

"Buzz—"

"Buzz—"

The vibrations began to intensify.

It looked like a tireless wasp was dancing on the table.

The phone screen kept lighting up, and message pop-ups kept appearing one after another without stopping.

Jia Pengxiu was nearby and glanced at the screen.

It's all WeChat.

【Where are you?】

Why aren't you replying to my messages?

Don't you love me anymore?

I want the video! Now!

Jiang Ci, say something!

Jia Pengxiu felt a chill run down his spine.

This frequency is practically bombardment.

"Um... Brother Ci."

Jia Pengxiu cautiously pointed to his phone, "It seems like my sister-in-law... exploded."

Jiang Ci paused.

He turned around and glanced at his phone, which was still vibrating wildly.

"Should we turn it off?"

Zhang Annian suggested, "We're at a crucial moment in our battle against the pandemic; this is too much of a distraction. How can your wife be so inconsiderate at a time like this?"

I used to think my sister-in-law was just being dramatic.

In retrospect, this was just adding to the chaos.

Don't you know that men hate being checked up on the most when they're busy?

Jiang Ci put down the marker.

He walked over and picked up his phone.

The screen showed 99+ unread messages and more than a dozen missed voice calls.

He looked at the words, which were full of questions and unease.

His brows furrowed tightly.

If it were in the past...

Or it could be someone else.

He blocked me and turned off his phone a long time ago.

But he remembered the vulnerability she showed when she said "I want to see you" by the river that day.

She wasn't making a scene.

She was afraid.

I'm afraid he'll disappear.

"Feel sorry."

Jiang Ci said something to his two roommates.

The coldness in his voice had lessened somewhat.

He didn't turn off his phone.

He didn't throw his phone aside either.

He pressed the voice button in front of everyone.

My fingers are a bit stiff from holding the pen for a long time.

"I'm busy."

His voice was extremely hoarse, revealing a deep weariness.

The noise of the server running can also be heard in the background.

"Don't be afraid."

He added two more words.

Try to use a gentle tone.

"Ten minutes. I'll contact you once I've figured out this logic."

Let go.

send.

Then, he put his phone on silent.

But instead of turning it over, he placed it with the screen facing up in the most conspicuous spot within his reach.

He would see her message immediately whenever she sent one.

"continue."

Jiang Ci picked up his pen again, his eyes regaining their sharpness.

Where were we?

Jia Pengxiu and Zhang Annian exchanged a glance.

They both saw shock in each other's eyes.

You can tolerate this?

They've been bombed to pieces, and instead of getting angry, they're coaxing them?

Is this the legendary...dad-type boyfriend?

……

Art Academy Studio

Wen Ning held her phone.

Looking at that voice message that only lasted a few seconds.

She clicked on it.

I listened to it once, and then again.

That "Don't be afraid," though hoarse, was like a hand gently smoothing down her ruffled hair.

but.

"Ten minutes".

Is this just a perfunctory response?

Or is it just a delaying tactic?

System: [Host! Don't believe a man's lies! He's stalling for time!]

Keep hitting him! Annoy him!

Wen Ning did not fight again.

She looked at the falling leaves outside the window.

The premonition that she was about to lose him did not lessen because of this voice message.

On the contrary, it became even stronger.

He was so tired.

And I also have to deal with her unreasonable demands.

He'll probably get bored soon, won't he?