After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

Unable to resist Yin Jiu's plea, Lu Cenyan finally nodded, and the two of them went to the bedroom. Yin Jiu pinned him down on the bed and let him rest.

At this moment, most of the servants in the old house were gathered in the backyard. There was no one there, so Yin Jiu could only go down and search for antipyretics through his memory.

After washing away the medicine with hot water, Yin Jiu carried it upstairs and watched him drink it in person before feeling relieved.

The back of Yin Jiu's cold hand was pressed against Lu Cenyan's hot forehead. It was still a little hot. After a while, she pulled the quilt over the bed, untied his suit jacket, and covered it with the thick quilt. On Lu Cenyan.

"You take a rest first, and I'll go find grandma."

She put a glass of water on the bedside for him to get when he felt uncomfortable, and turned to leave.

Lu Cenyan grabbed her wrist, but his brain was still a little unclear: "Don't go."

Yin Jiu stopped and reached out to press the hand he had on his wrist: "Don't make trouble."

At this time, Lu Cenyan had already lifted off the quilt that was pressing on him and stood up. His frown seemed to be filled with sorrow, and his complexion looked better than before.

"I promise, I'll be back soon." He hugged Yin Jiu and explained softly in her ear.

Knowing that talking to him would be useless, Yin Jiu glanced at the retro wall clock on the wall and read out the time range.

"If you don't come back within twenty minutes, I will go find you."

"Ah."

After Lu Cenyan left, Yin Jiu immediately followed him out secretly.

Tonight's Lu family's dinner was still hosted by Madam Lu and Lu Cenyan. Yin Jiu stood outside the crowd and watched from a distance.

She could tell that Lu Cenyan was not feeling well, and so could everyone else.

There was already a small discussion among the crowd, but Lu Cenyan, the leader on the stage, turned a deaf ear to it.

The last session tonight is the work summary of the Lu Group, and the content will be broadcast to everyone on the screen. Yin Jiu knows this.

After the meeting, she must take Lu Cenyan to get a fever-reducing injection. She didn't know how long he had a low-grade fever, but he managed to hold on until now.

Calculating the time, it should be over in about ten minutes.

Shi Yu slipped over from nowhere and saw the familiar figure of the butler in a tuxedo outside the crowd, appearing behind Yin Jiu like a thief.

He unexpectedly patted Yin Jiu on the shoulder and quickly squatted down.

Yin Jiu noticed someone behind him from the very beginning, but his attention was always on Lu Cenyan on the stage and he never looked back.

Feeling the pressure on her shoulders now, she turned around and glanced left and right, but saw no one.

Just as he was about to turn around, Shi Yu jumped up from underneath and yelled at the top of his lungs like a crazy concubine in a cold palace: "Yin Jiu——"

Yin Jiu was startled by his nervous behavior, and blocked his chattering mouth with his hands faster than his brain could react.

Shi Yu, who originally wanted to continue teasing her, was suddenly restrained by Destiny's throat. He couldn't utter a word and just kept making gestures for a long time.

Yin growled drunkenly: "Are you out of your mind and crazy!?"

Like a ghost, scary to death!

Shi Yu pointed to Yin Jiu's hand covering his mouth and motioned for her to let go of him.

Yin Jiu let go, and Shi Yu took a deep breath of fresh air: "Sister-in-law, why are you here dressed like this?"

No wonder the three of them didn't see anyone tonight, so they came together to play cosplay?

Soon, he showed a look of understanding and asked in a mean tone: "Are you and my brother having fun as a young couple?"

Yin Jiu glared at him and resisted the urge to give him a shudder on the spot.

Have some fun!

"Didn't you see he had a fever?"

Yin Jiu wished he could kick him on the spot.

However, Shi Yu, who had no ears, listened directly to the words and looked at Yin Jiu with a pair of useless but big eyes -

"Who's mad?"

Yin Jiu: "..."

She felt like she had a severe headache now: "Can you be more careful!?"

Shi Yu: "What kind of snacks? Isn't it delicious?"

Yin Jiu felt that all the nameless anger he had been holding back today was aroused by him: "Go ahead and eat shit!"

On the stage, after Lu Cenyan, who was holding the microphone, finished speaking, the next step was a competition between the financial resources of each family.

To put it more bluntly, Lu invests a large amount of money in charity activities every year, and his subordinates will also make donations in the name of their own company, and then invite a wave of media to come over and praise these people for their noble and great moral character. .

It can be said that Yin Jiu is familiar with this process. Tomorrow, he might see a dinner party for Beicheng's wealthy families in the financial section, where all the bosses join hands to donate xx million for charity.

The first person to donate was Mr. Shen, who donated 20 million in the name of the Shen family, which was basically a satisfactory figure.

Next is Mr. Shen’s granddaughter Lin Ziran, who donated 30 million in her own name.

Yes, not in the name of the Lin family, but in her own private name.

This also meant that Lin Yaohui had to dig into his own pocket to donate a large amount of money, and he could not be compared with his own daughter. He could only donate more than Lin Ziran.

Lin Ziran took the Lin family's money and donated 30 million in his own name. Lin Yaohui gritted his teeth angrily, but finally donated 50 million in the name of the Lin family.

Mr. Shen looked at his granddaughter: "You did a good job. You took Lin Yaohui's money and donated it in your own name."

Lin Ziran corrected him seriously: "Grandpa, this is called borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."

Mr. Shen stared calmly ahead, and his voice was rich and powerful: "For Lin Yaohui, 80 million is nothing."

Lin Ziran didn't take it seriously: "It's good to give him a try."

She knew very well what was going on with the Lin family now. The old guy basically gave all of his current assets to Lin Zichuan, and most of his current assets were fixed assets. The 50 million yuan was enough for him to bleed a small amount of money.

Real estate, jewelry, gold calligraphy and painting collections, no matter how valuable these things are, it will take time to discount them.

Other people's prices were slightly higher based on Mr. Shen's 20 million. Most of them donated about 30 million. They were not in the limelight, and they were never at the bottom. They were just average.

When he arrived at Yin Shangfan, he originally wanted to donate 30 million to solve the problem, but Lin Ziran suddenly said in front of everyone: "Uncle Yin, Ajiu told me that you are warm-hearted and actively participate in every charity. She admires you as a father very much. Having a boss like you in Beicheng really brings honor to everyone..."

Yin Jiu, who was outside the crowd: "???"

Why is she still talking nonsense?

In the crowd, Lin Ziran was racking her brains to search for various words to praise Yin Shangfan.

"Mr. Yin, I didn't expect you to hide it quite deeply!"

"Yes, if this girl from the Lin family didn't tell us, we wouldn't even know that you often do charity work."

"This kind of thing is a good thing, why haven't you mentioned it before?"

Yin Shangfan felt so miserable that he couldn't say a word for a long time.