What's more, she currently had no strength to spare.
Even with genuine goods at fair prices, going two days and two nights without food—who could bear it?
Bai Weiwei felt like she was about to faint; her vision was turning blurry. Still, her hand stubbornly held onto Han Zhengyu, refusing to let go. In her current condition, she was already considering abandoning this strategy until she could eat, so she could think of another approach along the way.
In the next second, she suddenly felt her body lifted in the air. Han Zhengyu picked her up and stood.
He seemed to want to place her on the bed, but since the room was a complete mess, with everything broken, he couldn't even find a spot to set his foot.
Han Zhengyu hesitated for a moment, and after a while, finally turned and walked away.
"Cook something and bring it over," he said to a servant with a dark expression.
Bai Weiwei sobbed, burying herself in Han Zhengyu's chest.
She asked silently in her mind, "004, did his favorability increase?"
System: [No.]
Bai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief; at least it hadn't dropped.
Even if Han Zhengyu hated her a lot, in this situation, he wouldn't just sit back and watch her starve.
Bai Weiwei felt she'd finally discovered Han Zhengyu's weak spot. It seemed he still had some conscience.
If she had really encountered someone with a heart as black as coal, she would probably have been tormented endlessly and died early.
After Han Zhengyu placed Bai Weiwei on his bed, she immediately reached out to grab the hem of his shirt.
"Gege," Bai Weiwei said, looking up at him shyly.
Han Zhengyu frowned, "I'm not your gege."
Since Bai Weiwei was supposedly mentally ill, did she just call any guy gege?
The thought made his chest feel strangely uncomfortable.
Bai Weiwei lowered her head, looking distressed, then blinked and said seriously, "You are gege, Weiwei's own gege."
"And why do you think I'm your gege?" Han Zhengyu thought back to the time he stormed into the hospital and grabbed her by the throat. Why wasn't she afraid? She had only stuck to him more since then.
He began to wonder if Bai Weiwei truly had amnesia.
Bai Weiwei frowned again, distressed, and then softly replied, "Because when Weiwei first saw gege, she immediately felt close to you. Weiwei was scared and didn't know anyone, but seeing you felt like seeing family, so you are Weiwei's gege."
Han Zhengyu's expression stiffened as he clenched his hand tightly.
Then he sneered, "You're mistaken. I'm not your family."
Bai Weiwei looked up at Han Zhengyu, tears spilling down her cheeks. She cried in distress, "If gege isn't Weiwei's family, then where is Weiwei's family?"
Family?
Bai Weiwei's parents were gone.
Her relatives were missing.
The reason Han Zhengyu couldn't abandon Bai Weiwei was because she truly had nowhere to go.
Remembering this, he wasn't sure when his cold, ruthless heart had begun to soften.
Yet his voice remained stern as he replied, "I don't know, so stop clinging to me. I'm very busy."
Han Zhengyu didn't realize that his tone had finally lost its hatred.
[Ding! Male lead's favorability: negative 25.]
When Bai Weiwei heard this, after all her suffering, the favorability level had finally risen.
System: [Congratulations, Host. But the road ahead is still bleak, and I'm sure you'll stumble along the way.]
Bai Weiwei gritted her teeth. "Get lost! All you ever do is kick me when I'm down, you broken system."
Soon after, the servant came in to deliver congee to make it easier for her body to digest.
When Bai Weiwei saw it, she reached out for it like a starving wolf. But as soon as she lifted her arm, pain shot through it, forcing her to let her hand fall back in defeat.
Though the wound on her left arm was small, it was deep, and blood had been flowing for a while.