Chapter 481: Chapter 481 - 475: Is Qin Zhifeng with You?

From the elevator to the room, Shi Su remained silent the whole way.

Once in the room, she was almost dragged to the bedside by the man, who forcibly pressed her shoulders to make her sit down.

Jing Jihan looked down at her face: "Sit tight, don’t let your mind wander, I’m here for everything."

He glanced at the time; it was just after four in the afternoon. The sky in the Imperial Capital was already slightly dusky, but not yet dark. Outside the window, silver frost adorned the branches and twigs, the window was tightly shut, and the room was warm and reassuring, with sufficient heating.

Jing Jihan leaned down in front of her, his hand on the back of her head, forcing her to sit up and look at him, his gentle and determined gaze meeting hers: "Take the next two days to rest at the hotel, don’t go out, and whenever you want to leave, don’t act alone. My primary reason for coming to the Imperial Capital is to be with you; don’t worry about whether I’m busy with work or not, you’re what’s most important."

Shi Su looked at him, nodded, but said nothing.

Jing Jihan touched her face again: "Go take a hot bath. Did you eat lunch? I’ll have Lu Zhao buy some groceries and bring them back. There’s a small kitchen with a stove in the suite. Shall I cook for you?"

Shi Su nodded again.

Jing Jihan kissed her hairline: "Go to the bathroom."

Shi Su got up and went to the bathroom, turned on the hot water herself, filled the automatic massage thermostatic bathtub, undressed, and sat in, carefully avoiding the small cuts and bruises on her wrist and hand. She gradually relaxed as she immersed herself in the water, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Alone in the bathroom, she calmly soaked for over ten minutes before opening her eyes in the mist and carefully recalling the various things that happened today at the hospital.

From those who followed her, to Shi Lingkang and Shi Xiangchao.

Later, Shi Xiangchao suddenly appeared on the first floor, seemingly to intercept her, as if to take her away. Was he really going to take her to the Shi Family or somewhere else? Although he seemed to be in cahoots with Shi Lingkang, was his real purpose the same as Shi Lingkang’s?

After all, if Shi Lingkang currently regards Shi Xiangchao as half a son and joins forces with him, she is not only Shi Lingkang’s biological daughter but also has Jing Jihan by her side. In Shi Xiangchao’s eyes, she is a formidable adversary and could not truly be on the same side as him, destined to be irreconcilable.

No one was notified when she went to the hospital earlier. There were not many people from the Shi Family present at the hospital. It was only the first day back, and she saw so few people from the Shi Family; already there were countless intrigues surrounding her.

If she returned to the Shi Family, she probably couldn’t even eat a normal meal.

The Shi Family rooted in the Imperial Capital is indeed something, just family disputes in the business circle, but it seems more akin to a political palace coup.

"Knock, knock—" Jing Jihan knocked on the bathroom door, giving her time alone without coming in: "You didn’t take any change of clothes in. I left them at the bathroom door. Don’t come out until you’re done, don’t soak for too long."

"Okay."

Shi Su indeed didn’t soak for too long; after washing, she rinsed her face with cold water, dried herself, and brought in the clothes placed outside the bathroom to change into before going out.

She dried her hair while walking towards the small kitchen.

Hotel rooms with stoves and small kitchens are not a new thing, but she hadn’t seen such a well-equipped kitchen before. Maybe it’s because it’s her first time staying in a presidential suite, or maybe it’s because she never cooked in a hotel room before, always going to the restaurant or ordering takeout, so she never paid attention to these things in the room.

The man had changed into a gray cotton T-shirt, his tall and upright figure standing at the kitchen counter, his hands skillfully dicing a potato. The cutting was clean and smooth, as if this wasn’t a hotel in the Imperial Capital, but the home in Jiang City.

Shi Su was instantly pulled down from her somewhat airy thoughts, finding a sense of grounding and reality.

Shi Su approached him with the towel, suddenly hugged him from behind. When the man turned to look at her, she tiptoed and kissed him on the lips, pulling away quickly as the man was about to raise his hand to hold her for a good kiss and hurriedly retreated, skipping and hopping away to the bathroom to find a hairdryer.

Shi Su dried her hair quickly, and after fixing herself up, saw that Jing’s grand meal wasn’t finished yet, so she simply curled up with her phone on the sofa, and after lying there for a while, ran to the bed and snuggled under the blanket.

Lin Chen sent her a WeChat message asking if she and Mr. Xv had returned from the hospital, and she replied before suddenly sending a message to Wen Ke, who had long returned to the United States.

Shi Su: [(Crying bitterly.jpg)]

Shi Su: [(Daddy, help.jpg)]

Shi Su: [(Cat emergency call.jpg)]

She sent three emojis in a row, expecting it would take a while for Wen Ke to see them.

After all, it’s only a bit past five a.m. in the United States now, Wen Ke is probably still resting.

However, Wen Ke replied: [?]

Shi Su: [You’re not asleep?]

Wen Ke: [I just returned from a task at night, getting ready to rest after taking a shower.]

Shi Su: [Is Qin Zhifeng with you?]

Wen Ke’s reply was imperceptibly slow by two seconds: [It’s evening in China. Normally, at this time, you’re busy with your crew or catching a schedule. It’s unusual for you to suddenly contact me. Is it urgent?]

Sure enough, Wen Ke was still her reliable Wen Ke, so straightforward. Even when faced with Shi Su’s rare coyness and gossip, she veered off the topic seriously.

Shi Su chuckled, no longer asking about Wen Ke’s situation in the United States, directly getting to the point: [I know there can’t be any anti-tracking devices in China as they were banned long ago, but I’ve recently encountered some situations at the Imperial Capital the Shi Family and might need such things.]

As soon as she sent it, her phone suddenly rang, and Wen Ke directly called her.

"What situation would need an anti-tracking device?"

Shi Su told her all about today’s events and also mentioned the few missed calls that came in later. Before sending the WeChat message, Shi Su had checked the numbers of those missed calls, and they were all spoofed and processed numbers.

She suspected that some people were calling her not to connect the call but to ensure the phone was signal-reachable, so they could track her GPS location, and once they tracked her phone, they could track her movement records.

If she doesn’t want those trying to grasp her whereabouts to succeed, she certainly needs to block this suspicious signal first.

This was something she had heard Wen Ke mention in the United States before—the anti-tracking device.

But such things aren’t available in China.

Wen Ke: "Shi Su, you’re considering safety well, but anti-tracking devices also have certain insecurities. If they were completely secure, Mr. Jing would have installed them on your phone a long time ago. What I can get, Mr. Jing can easily get as well. If he hasn’t installed such things on your phone, it means that while blocking others, the anti-tracking software would also block his safety protection tracking for you."