[Madam Host, you have a recovery pill in your backpack. Take it and you'll be fine in less than a day.]
Baobao laid on Xunmi's chest and rolled around. [Also, Madam Host, the mission for this world has been issued.]
She looked around. There was no one in the room, but there was a bright jasmine in the vase next to her. This was the original owner's favorite flower.
Xunmi took out the pill with her left hand and swallowed it. Then she closed her eyes and tried to access the original owner's memories.
Overall, she looked like a girl with strong self-confidence who wanted to step onto the international stage through this competition.
If the female lead didn't exist, the original owner might have succeeded. After all, she was very strong.
Unfortunately, she was only a supporting female lead. She was destined to serve the female lead.
This incident was a big blow to the original owner. She didn't understand why her parents, who had always doted on her, would suddenly treat her like this.
The double blow to her soul and body, plus the stimulation from the female lead, how could the original owner's personality not change?
The original owner had two wishes. One was that Fang Niya would never be able to compare to her. The other was that Fang Niya's parents would regret it.
The main mission for this world was to become a famous designer and create her own brand.
The side mission was to woo the male lead, but it was still a question mark. The hidden mission was also a question mark.
"Baobao, the competition is the day after tomorrow?"
[Yes, Madam Host. So don't hesitate to slap her face when the time comes.]
Baobao's voice was very excited. Obviously, he hadn't encountered such a situation in a long time.
Xunmi silently raised her eyebrows. Her lips curved into a casual smile. Her gaze drifted out the window. She liked to slap people in the face. She was very passionate about it.
Fang Shuai, who had brought lunch for Xunmi, was stunned. He almost thought he had walked into the wrong room.
He had already prepared for his sister to throw a tantrum when she woke up. This time, even he couldn't stand it. How could his parents do that?
And that Fang Niya, she dared to use him. She was really something.
He didn't like Xunmi as a sister, but that didn't mean that any random person could bully her.
Fang Shuai, who was already disappointed in his parents, was even more disappointed now. His sister was still in the hospital, but they only cared about that thing. It was really disappointing.
Fang Shuai, who had never been close to his parents since he was a child, left that family when he grew up.
He seemed to be a playboy, but in fact, he just wanted to find the kind of relationship he wanted through other means.
"Time to eat." After a long pause, Fang Shuai spoke in a flat tone, as if the two of them were just strangers.
Xunmi turned around and looked at the original owner's brother. He looked the same as she remembered.
Today, Fang Shuai was wearing a set of pure white sportswear. With his height of 1.8 meters, he looked slender and strong.
His short black hair was a little messy, perhaps because he had just walked over. The fine fringe on his forehead just fell over his eyes, sweeping his deep black eyes.
His thin lips were tightly shut, and the angular contours of his face were very charming.
But the cold gleam of the earring on his left ear made him feel noble and cold.
Perhaps it was because the other party was her, but Xunmi did not notice the flirtatious side of the other party. Even the temperament of the other party was a little quiet.
She discovered something unexpected. There was a slight desire in Fang Shuai's eyes.
What was he longing for? Love, it didn't seem like it. Could it be family?
In the plot, after Xunmi was forcefully sent away, Fang Shuai also left the Fang family and disappeared. Now that she thought about it, she could use this aspect to investigate what happened.
Maybe there really was something hidden. What secrets were the Fang family's parents hiding?
"Thank you, brother." Xunmi also replied faintly, but with a little more intimacy.
The original owner was not close to her brother because she was very disappointed in him. She felt that he was wasting his time and his youth.
But now that the original owner had experienced such a thing, she was grateful to her brother who came to see her and take care of her.
If the diagnosis had not been a big blow to her, the original owner would not have lost her mind and forced Fang Shuai to leave. Now that it was Xunmi, she naturally would not do that.
For a moment, the room fell into silence. Fang Shuai stiffly took out the food from the lunch box, placed it on the small table, and carried it to Xunmi's bed.
Xunmi looked at him quietly. After a while, she said, "Brother, can I ask you for a favor?"
She was a little cautious, as if she was afraid that he would reject her. Fang Shuai inexplicably felt his eyes heat up and his heart ache.
"Tell me." It was the first time his sister asked him for help, but under such circumstances.
It was not that he did not know his sister's love for design. When they were young, when they were not close, his sister would often ruin many of his clothes.
Then she would cry and force him to wear some strange things. When did their relationship become to the point where they did not speak and just brushed past each other when they met?
"I won't give up the competition. Mom and Dad will definitely not agree. I'm afraid that they will pressure the organizers and forcefully remove my name."
"Brother, can you …" "You're already like this, and you still want to go to the competition? Do you know what you're saying? "
Before XunMi could finish, she was interrupted by Fang Shuai, his tone filled with anger.
It was not that she did not hear what the doctor said yesterday. It was because of the doctor's words that she fainted again.
The shard was so deep that it almost pierced through her. Forget holding a pen, even dialing a phone number would affect the wound, let alone drawing a design draft.
"I know … But I can't give up, brother. I can't give up."
"Even if I lose, I have to lose on stage. Otherwise, I won't be able to accept it, even though I am not willing to accept it in the first place."
But what else could she do? She was already at this stage. When she read the original owner's memory, she could see how she was injured more directly.
When Fang Shuai's father threw the cup at Xunmi, he also grabbed a servant's feather duster and hit Xunmi.
Both sides came too suddenly. She blocked the cup with one hand and caught the feather duster with the other. She did not control her strength well, so she lost her balance in her high heels and fell to the ground.
The cup of freshly brewed tea spilled all over her right hand. When Fang Shuai's father raised the feather duster to hit her a second time, the female lead rushed over.
As he ran, he purposely kicked Fang XunMi's hand towards the debris on the side. Due to the inertia, Fang XunMi's hand was lifted slightly.
Then, the female lead stepped on it and it landed right in the middle of the shard.
She did not know whether it was the female lead's accurate calculation or the world's consciousness's help.
The result was that the tendon in the middle of her hand was broken, and the one next to it was also damaged.
The surgery successfully reconnected the broken tendons, but it also meant that she could not do heavy work or work that required a long time.
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