Chapter 69 Noodles

As it turns out, An Yi's sharp tongue and powerful aggression were already evident when he was twenty years old. Moreover, as the lead singer, he also had a loud voice, and he unleashed a torrent of abuse on the other end of the phone.

"Your company is unsustainable, you should just quit! You're only targeting Jin He, is he made of iron?! I think you're not far from going bankrupt! I was so careful when choosing a company, and this is the one I ended up with! This is the first time in my life I've made a mistake, choosing a pile of crap! When you sent me the invitation, you didn't say you were so hypocritical and two-faced! I should find another company and run away right now. With your nitpicking and exploitative ways, who knows how you'll mistreat your artists! Forgive my bluntness, but you're all crap! Crap!"

To say he lacks manners is one thing, but An Yi didn't utter any insulting or vulgar language from beginning to end; to say he does have manners, however…

What they said was really awful.

Lin Nian tried several times to cover his mouth but couldn't stop him, so she quickly snatched the phone away.

"Hey, Angkor."

Wu Youli was so angry that his lips were trembling. He stammered, "Does he think that just because his family has a powerful background, I can't do anything to him?!"

“An Yi is just worried and making a mistake.” Lin Nian gave Shen Duoyuan a look, signaling him to restrain this mad dog-like man, and then walked away with her phone.

“Xiaohe is really not doing well today. He can’t even speak properly. As you know, he’s been working non-stop this month. He’s even been sleeping on the plane. He had a fever when he came back. We really can’t put him through any more trouble.”

“He’s an artist with the company now, and everything should be for the company’s benefit. How can he slack off just because he’s a little sick?! Jin He’s skills aren’t as good as yours to begin with, how can he be expected to be lazy?”

“Jin He isn’t slacking off; he genuinely can’t get out of bed right now.” Seeing that she couldn’t communicate with him, Lin Nian abruptly changed the subject, “You know how demanding our line of work is—working day and night, and how much physical fitness it requires. I’ve heard so many stories of colleagues dying from overwork. Shouldn’t you be a little more careful?”

"Besides, Xiaohe is only eighteen years old now, which is the time when she is growing. If she doesn't have a good foundation now, she will have a harder time in the future. If that day really comes, the four of us will naturally speak up for Xiaohe."

Wu Youli was silent for a while, then suddenly hung up the phone. Lin Nian had won her first battle, so she turned around and nodded to Wang Yang, who was standing to the side: "You can go back now. Xiao He is resting today."

When Jin He woke up again, night had already fallen. He had been sleeping soundly and had no idea what day it was. When he sat up, he felt sore all over, probably because he had been lying down for too long that day.

He glanced at his phone; it was already midnight. Jin He squinted and thought for a while, but couldn't remember what time he had fallen asleep. He simply stopped thinking about it, got up, stretched, and drank the warm water in his thermos in one gulp. Only then did he feel truly alive again.

He was wondering why the dormitory was so quiet, since they usually wouldn't be sleeping at this time. So Jin He quickly changed his clothes and went downstairs in his slippers.

Actually, no one was asleep; they were all gathered around the stove, chattering away.

"Why hasn't Xiaohe woken up yet? Has he fainted?"

"Impossible, I already called the doctor, and the doctor said it's just because I'm too tired, and I'll be fine after a rest."

"Hey, is it okay if I just put vegetables and an egg in this noodle dish? Is Xiaohe a little anemic? Or should I cut some braised beef for him and put it here?"

"Captain, the noodles you cooked are awful. How about we order takeout instead?"

"If you keep saying that takeout is unhealthy, you still eat it for breakfast every day, no matter how bad it tastes."

"It actually smells quite nice."

"Forget it, he already has a poor appetite after his fever just broke. If we force him to eat meat now, he'll definitely vomit bile."

"Isn't eating only noodles too nutritionally unbalanced? Xiubai, go wash some fruit."

As Jin He approached, their whispering grew more relaxed.

"Jin He doesn't eat fried eggs."

"He eats eggs, don't tell me he doesn't even eat eggs."

“He doesn’t eat egg whites or yolks, but he’ll eat them if they’re mixed together.”

Lin Nian: "..."

A pot of fragrant noodles was ready. Lin Nian turned off the heat, picked up the pot, and turned around to see Jin He already sitting by the counter with a bowl in his hand, waiting.

"You're awake, Xiao He!" Lin Nian placed the pot in front of Jin He. "Are you still feeling unwell? This afternoon, we tried to wake you up to eat something, but we couldn't wake you no matter what we did. It scared us to death. Luckily, the doctor An Yi brought said you were just overworked."

"Have you rested enough? Should you take another day off?"

Lin Nian served him some noodles, then added some greens and egg drop soup to the broth. A bowl of clear soup noodles with perfect color, aroma, and taste was ready. Jin He hadn't eaten anything for twenty hours, and now he only realized he was hungry when he smelled the aroma of the food. He picked up the bowl and eagerly took a sip of the soup, then began to eat the noodles one small bite at a time.

The other four people didn't leave either, they just sat to the side watching Jin He eat. After Jin He took a couple of bites, she felt something was off: "Why are you always staring at me?"

"It's quite heartwarming to see you eating so slowly, taking small bites at a time. Before, you wouldn't eat slower, and I even suspected you were just drinking the food directly."

Jin He, her face slightly flushed, held her chopsticks and smiled. "Is it that fast?"

"You're really fast! Sometimes An Yi hasn't even finished unpacking the takeout box before you've already finished eating."

In fact, Jin He has never eaten very fast, in fact, he eats very slowly. Although this is in line with the habit of eating slowly and chewing slowly, he always feels that eating too slowly is a waste of time, so he will subconsciously speed up his eating in front of others.

Jin He would only eat slowly and deliberately when he was alone, with the door closed.

Perhaps the current environment truly made Jin He feel relaxed, which is why he was able to eat slowly and deliberately. He wasn't in a hurry to catch his next trip, nor did he need to worry about being scolded for eating too slowly. Judging from their expressions, all he had to do now was enjoy the process of eating, and finishing the bowl of clear soup noodles in front of him would already be a great achievement.

Seeing that he was eating so well, Lin Nian didn't dare to mention feeding him meat again. However, it wasn't a good idea for Jin He to continue being such a picky eater, because he was in the process of growing up and rarely wanted to eat anything other than meat that was related to protein. This would lead to an imbalance in his nutrition.

"In the evening, Wu Ge called."

Wu Youli is the manager of this group. He manages their group variety show and the members' private schedules. Wang Yang is just his subordinate.

"He said he wanted to film the next episode of the group's variety show at your family's strawberry farm and asked if you could contact your family to prepare in advance."

Jin He paused as he was chewing something, a wave of nausea rising within him. He held his breath, nearly vomiting, and quickly drank a sip of water. Only after the nausea subsided did he slowly exhale.

But Jin He didn't want to eat the last mouthful of noodles left in the bowl, so she pushed the bowl forward and said, "Okay, I can contact them."