It was just a quick chuckle and nothing more, and not to mention, He Qimo had just finished a gastroscopy, so it was impossible for him to laugh. With Shen Jian妮’s attitude, there was nothing funny either. The most update n0vels are published on novel⁂fire.net Cold and composed, he slightly turned his face, "Are you accusing me?" Instantly, a strong sense of threat filled the air. Before the call, Liang Xi had warned her that the president had been in a bad temper lately, drinking heavily, and advised her to be cautious with her words. Shen Jian妮 pressed her lips, recalling her righteous indignation, but still a bit unconvinced, "You started it by targeting me first." "I didn’t intend to target you. Letting you join this show is because your reputation is poor, and ordinary PR couldn’t help. The production team for this show is from South Korea; the more hardship you endure and the less pretentious you are, the faster the public will accept you, and gaining popularity is just a matter of time." Shen Jian妮’s rural-red face instantly lit up, her eyes sparkling. But He Qimo wasn’t pleased, his eyes narrowed coldly, "So, you mean to say you think I’m targeting you and don’t want to participate?" At that moment, Shen Jian妮 froze for a second and quickly changed her expression, forcing her sweetest smile, leaning very close to appease, even helping He Qimo massage his shoulders, "No, no, of course, I want to participate. Oh, Mr. He, I didn’t know earlier, plus I just didn’t look so pretty, so I complained a bit..." The quick change of expression caused He Qimo to coldly press his lips together, his gaze becoming even colder, filled with disdain. He pushed away her hand that was touching him indiscriminately and turned his face away. The silent disdain made Shen Jian妮 roll her eyes secretly with an inward "Tch". In her heart, she mumbled, "Serves you right for being so aloof, serves you right for being so aloof!" You deserve to be hospitalized forever. Then she began her most humanistic care and appreciation. "Oh, Mr. He, I didn’t know at first. Would you like some water?" "Mr. He, would you like an apple?" "Mr. He, do you need to go to the restroom?" He Qimo remained silent the whole time until the third time, when he stared firmly at her, suppressing the discomfort from his stomach pain. The naturally icy demeanor made Shen Jian妮’s scalp tingle. She pressed her lips and looked down at a magazine from the hospital’s luxury private ward. "Okay, okay, I’ll stop talking. Just one last thing: I didn’t mean to provoke your esteemed mother that day. I wanted to say sorry in advance. If she complains to you, just remember she started it first." Shen Jian妮 spoke while lowering her head. Beside her, always immersed in the post-gastroscopy pain, He Qimo suddenly opened his eyes with a hint of surprise. He raised an eyebrow, "You’ve met?" Realizing that his esteemed mother hadn’t complained yet, Shen Jian妮 almost wanted to slap herself. She wanted to say no, they hadn’t met. She had misspoken. But looking at He Qimo’s expression, she felt she couldn’t hide it, so she nodded, "Yes, we’ve met. I happened to have a day off, went back to the city for a spa, and ran into her. Your sister arrived after more than an hour, almost two, and I didn’t intend to pay attention to them initially, but then they started discussing the Feng Family, and I couldn’t help but want to listen more carefully, so they discovered me." Shen Jian妮 spoke lightly, but He Qimo clenched his fists deeply and coldly. The Feng Family, even they know about it now...