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"Why are you here!?"

"I should be the one who said that..." Dong Hua put her hips on her hips and gave Fu Tian a hard look. "I must have come here to eat, but you, what are you doing with such a large group of people..."

Looking at the people at the table in front of her, Dong Hua couldn't help frowning.

"We're discussing the suspension of TRAP, and it has nothing to do with you." Futian turned his head away, ignoring Donghua.

"Is it Fukuda-san's friend?"

The boy's voice suddenly reached his ears, and Donghua couldn't help taking a step back when he saw the boy who suddenly jumped out and stared at her.

"I am Dong Huaxiao, and you are...?"

"He is the new wife Eiji..." Fukuda interrupted what the new wife was about to say just now, and there was no half smile on his face, "By the way, sitting here are Kazuya Hiramaru, Hong Shuhong and Nakai."

"New Wife Eiji..." Saying the name softly, Fuyuka's eyes widened suddenly, "You are the author of that CROW!" Then she looked at Hiramaru who was sitting next to Fukuda, "Hiramaru-san is the author of Kaise NO.11 author?"

His eyes stopped on Cangshu, and Donghua frowned slightly, "Cangshu Sang and Zhongjing Sang...are the authors of Hidenoutdoor?"

What are so many authors doing here?

Dong Hua blinked, and said cautiously, "Um... did I interrupt your meeting?"

Several authors gathered here, and Donghua didn't simply think that they just gathered here for dinner.What's more, the drinks they just drank were placed on the opposite side of several people, and it was obvious that someone had sat there.

"Does Donghua Sang also paint?"

Before Donghua's question was answered, she was asked by her new wife Eiji, who was holding several glasses of drinks.

"Eh?" Dong Hua shook her head and smiled after a momentary stunned, "I don't draw anymore, new wife."

"Is that so..."

The appearance of the new wife seemed a little disappointed, "I thought Fukuda-san's friends could also draw..."

"Uh——" Donghua felt a little helpless about the logic of the new wife.But before she could slow down, there was another question over there.

"Winter flower-san—" Hiramaru was gagged by Fukuda before he finished speaking, and he could only groan in the end.

"I haven't answered what I asked you just now!" Futian frowned and shouted angrily.

"The audition place is near here, so I just stopped by." Dong Hua said and sat across from them, smiling at Cang Shu and the others.When his eyes turned to Futian, the smile disappeared. "What are you doing here again?"

"Hmph." Fukuda turned his head, "The editor-in-chief wants Yachengmu and the others to suspend the publication until they graduate. We just joined forces to resist. We just finished talking with the editors."

"..." Dong Hua pondered for a moment, then raised her head, "Could you be planning to suspend the publication..."

"how do you know……"

Donghua looked at Futian with some contempt, "Your brain can only come up with this kind of solution, isn't it..."

"Hey!"

"While it's nice to feel sorry for your friends, have you ever thought about the readers who wait for your comics every week?"

"This one……"

"Well, it's your business anyway..." Donghua sighed and stood up, "Cangshu-san, Nakai-san, Hiramaru-san and new wife-san, I'll go back first, goodbye."

"Wait! Hey! I tell you to stop!"

Holding the script, Donghua stood alone in the room practicing.

Frowning tightly, he pressed his right hand on the collarbone. "—"

Just when he was about to say something, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and there was a loud noise.

"What, Miss Lixu is you..." After seeing the other party's face clearly, Donghua sighed helplessly.He closed the script book and walked over, "What's wrong?"

Kitami shook his hands weakly, his whole body looked limp, and he fell down on the sofa after walking a few steps.

"Miss Risu?"

Dong Hua frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and pushed Bei Jian, "Are you all right?"

"Huhu..." The panting voice was a little hurried, and with his arms resting on his forehead, Kitami took a few breaths again. "It's okay... By the way, I passed the audition that day."

"Oh, but are you really all right?"

Although Donghua is a little happy knowing that she passed the audition, she is still more worried about Kitami's situation.

After all, after knowing each other for so long, she has never seen Kitami like this.

"It's okay..." Her voice was soft, as if it was difficult to speak louder. "You'll be fine after a short rest...you can continue to practice..."

"Are you really okay?" Although Kitami insisted that there was nothing wrong with her, Donghua was still very worried.

The back of his hand pressed Kitami's forehead, and the other hand pressed his own forehead.

"It's hot..."

Obviously a cold.

Donghua sighed again, turned around to get cold medicine. "Don't go out if you have a cold, just stay at home and rest, right?"

"Huhu——" Kitami closed her eyes and shook her hands weakly, "It's just a cold, it's nothing serious."

"It's not a big deal and it's like this..." Gazing at Bei Jian who didn't know the consequences, Donghua handed over the medicine and water angrily, "Hurry up and take the medicine, really! It's so big of people don’t know how to take care of themselves…”

"It's so long-winded, you..." Kitami rubbed his hands weakly, rolled his eyes, and swallowed the pill with water.

"Hey, hey——" With some difficulty, she moved Kitami to her bed, and Donghua wiped the sweat from her forehead. "You can sleep here now."

"Um……"

The voice was soft, and it didn't take long before there was no movement.

"Really..." Sighing again and shaking her head, Donghua walked a little further away to continue her practice.

But not long after, the phone beside him suddenly rang.

Picking it up carefully, Donghua suppressed her voice, for fear of waking up the sleeping Kitami.

"Hello, Xiao Zheng?"

The caller is Donghua's younger brother, Donghuazheng.

His voice seemed a little flustered, "Sister! Mom tells you to come back quickly!"

"what--?"

Frowning, Dong Hua felt very puzzled, "What's the matter, isn't there a holiday yet?"

"It's not a matter of holiday or not!" Zheng's voice sounded again, "She knows!"

"Know what?"

The wrinkles between Dong Hua's eyebrows deepened, she didn't understand anything her brother said. "Xiao Zheng, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Dawn of winter flowers!"

A piercing voice suddenly came from the phone, it was Donghua's mother's voice.

Covering her injured ear, Donghua poked her head out to see what was happening over there.After making sure that the other party was not woken up, he replied, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Still talking!" Donghua's mother's voice sounded a little angry, "Come back to me right away!"

"Huh—? Impossible, it's not a holiday yet!" Holding the phone in one hand and shaking the other in the air, Donghua replied with a light smile.

"I don't care if you are on vacation or not, anyway, come back to me immediately!"

Mother Donghua yelled loudly, and then cut off the phone.

"What are you doing..." Staring at the phone that was suddenly hung up, Donghua felt baffled.

But then the phone rang again.

"Hey, sister..." Zheng's voice was very soft, as if he was trying to avoid being heard by anyone.

"What happened?" Dong Hua also lowered her voice, puzzled.

"That... I can't say it. Anyway, Mom is very angry. You'd better take a leave of absence and come back."

"Oh……"

Although she didn't know what happened, Donghua still complied. "I will."

"That's good."