Chapter 15 "Okay, but I want this on you. When will you take it off and give it to your brother?"

The crew of "Running to the World with You" arranged for the actors to stay in a hotel not far from the school.

Coincidentally, Ye Wanxing and Yan Xia lived in the same room.

At some unknown time in the middle of the night, Ye Wanxing was woken up by a groaning sound.

She opened her eyes and reached out to turn on the small table lamp beside the bed in a daze. She found that Yan Xia on the bed opposite was frowning in pain, and her face was as pale as a ghost.

It was so late at night, this scene was really scary.

Ye Wanxing was startled and suddenly woke up: "Fuck! What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xia curled up on the bed and groaned, unable to say a complete sentence.

"I'm uncomfortable......"

"What's wrong with you?"

Ye Wanxing saw that something was wrong with Yan Xia's state, so he quickly got up and poured her a glass of hot water.

She helped Yan Xia drink water, and the person in her arms said weakly: "Xingxing, can you do me a favor..."

"you say."

"Contact Han Sibai and ask him to take me to the hospital. My stomach hurts..."

Upon hearing this name, Ye Wanxing's hand holding the cup paused.

"Han Sibai? What is your relationship with him?"

Yan Xia's eyes were half-closed, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her fair forehead: "He is my little uncle..."

Ye Wanxing: "?"

"...Han Sibai is your uncle?"

"right."

Ye Wanxing bit his lip and hesitated a little. Yan Xia hummed a few more times, and the pain seemed to get worse.

Looking at the person lying in his arms, Ye Wanxing thought for a second.

"Okay, where's your cell phone? I'll call him."

"I forgot to charge my mobile phone before going to bed. It has been turned off. Use your mobile phone to make a call..."

No, she refused.

However, Yan Xia had already trembled and reported Han Sibai's phone number: "185...ah, it hurts, I really want to die from the pain."

Ye Wanxing frowned, paused for a second and then took his mobile phone from the bedside.

Yan Xia thought to her while pressing the button and dialing the number.

She glanced at the time on her phone and saw that it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

"It's so late, your uncle must be sleeping, he may not answer your call."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pleasant male voice came from the mobile phone.

"Hello?"

Although it is just a simple word, it still sounds as good as jade, and it seems very refreshing in the silent night around me.

Ye Wanxing paused and collected his thoughts.

"Han Sibai."

The person on the other end of the phone had obviously heard her voice: "Buanwan?"

The call was put on speakerphone, Yan Xia endured the pain and was almost tired of the sound of condolences.

"Yan Xia is not feeling well. I want you to take her to the hospital."

"Okay, I'll be right over."

A minute later, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Wanxing had already helped Yan Xia up from the bed. She opened the door and met Han Sibai's eyes.

Even in the middle of the night, this man was wearing a meticulous black suit and a pair of retro gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

Ye Wanxing handed Yan Xia to Han Sibai, and Yan Xia stretched out his trembling hands towards her.

"Little... Xingxing, won't you go with me?"

Ye Wanxing raised his eyes and glanced at Han Sibai, and decisively refused: "No."

"Ah, you are so cruel..."

Yan Xia cried and whined, but Ye Wanxing ignored her.

Han Sibai supported Yan Xia: "Can Wanwan come with us? I'm drunk and can't drive."

Ye Wanxing:?

"Where's your assistant?"

"Lin Yang is not on the set right now. I have arranged to go out to do some errands in the afternoon."

"..."

Until the moment he got into Han Sibai's car and held the steering wheel, Ye Wanxing felt a little unreal.

Why did she agree?

Yan Xia, who was lying in the back seat, was moaning and groaning in pain.

Han Sibai looked at her: "Wanwan, do you know how to get to the nearest hospital from here?"

"Know."

Ye Wanxing's tone was cold, he didn't even raise his eyelids, he just adjusted the angle of his seat.

She has long legs, this man has even longer legs, and there is quite a lot of free space in front.

He stepped on the accelerator and the car took off on the road, heading towards the hospital.

When leaving the room in a hurry, Ye Wanxing just threw a thin coat on her body. The coat was short, and the skirt of her nightgown hung down on her calves, swaying as she stepped on the accelerator.

Han Sibai was sitting in the passenger seat. He was quite calm at first, but after a while, his eyes couldn't help but glance to the left.

Ye Wanxing had no intention of having any conversation with this man, so he kept a cold face the whole time and concentrated on driving.

Opening it, a sentence suddenly sounded in my ears——

"The little nightgown is so cute. My brother likes it so much."

The hand holding the steering wheel shook: "..."

Yan Xia, who heard this in the back seat, was also stunned:?

Uncle, do you have to be so coquettish?

Ye Wanxing suppressed her inner emotions, lowered her eyes and glanced at her nightgown, and was a little speechless.

She stuffed this indiscriminately while packing her luggage, and she didn't know why she picked out this little pink nightgown with ruffles.

What the dog man said just now, was he deliberately teasing her? Right?

Ye Wanxing took a deep breath and felt that he could not be defeated.

She turned around and glanced at Han Sibai faintly: "Do you like it? I'll give you one?"

The man answered calmly: "Okay, but I want this on you. When will you take it off and give it to your brother?"

"..."

The car was instantly quiet.

Yan Xia's eyes widened:???

"Little uncle, what kind of talk are you talking about? Is this something I can listen to without paying?"

Should she get off the car now?

Ye Wanxing was so excited by this sentence that he cursed out in desperation: "Put your spicy fart! You want to eat your fart!"

Han Sibai rested his elbows on the car window, and held his temples with his long, slender fingers. When he looked sideways at Ye Wanxing, his smiling eyes had a hint of ruthlessness.

"Buanwan looks so cute even when she's angry."

"..."

Yan Xia couldn't bear it anymore: "Uncle, I'm still here."

"Be quiet."

"..."

OK, she closed her microphone.

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To be continued...