To be with him, I became a fish.

Cooking Beautiful Yellow Fish

The next day, Rong Qing arrived at the General's home. As soon as she entered, she was led to the fish tank. Wen Xuan pointed at the Emperor Cichlid in the water, which had lost two-thirds of its scales, and said, "I found this out this morning. It might have scale loss syndrome, and we need to take it to the pet hospital for a check-up to confirm."

The bald Emperor Cichlid wished it could cover its rear with its fins... if only it could reach.

Rong Qing raised her hand in surprise to cover her cherry lips, tears gradually welling up in her eyes. "How could this happen... It was fine last night..." Her tone was filled with self-blame and regret. "I'm sorry, it's my fault. After buying it, I should have taken it to the pet hospital for a check-up first, but I delayed until now when it has fallen ill..."

"Certain diseases in pet fish are difficult to predict," the man said, slightly furrowing his brow. He hadn’t noticed any signs, even the slightest, yesterday.

Rong Qing looked at the fish hiding in the corner of the tank, trembling continuously and occasionally thrashing its tail as if trying to hit something. She couldn't help but cry softly, "Look at it, it's so pitiful..."

Wen Xuan's expression remained unchanged as he calmly replied, "Scale loss syndrome is not a difficult disease to cure. If the doctor confirms it, as long as the prescribed medication is added to the water for a week, it should be fine." He was quite familiar with the various diseases that might afflict pet fish.

Rong Qing wiped the corner of her eyes and said, "I'm sorry for losing my composure. If you don't mind, could you accompany me to the pet hospital? This is my first time, and I'm not familiar with the procedures..."

If you accompany me, I would feel much more at ease.

Unfortunately, before she could say the latter part, the man had already quickly dialed a communicator. After clearly explaining the symptoms of the Emperor Cichlid and Rong Qing's identity to the other end of the line, he calmly turned his face and said, "I've already contacted a friend over there. His name is Bai Ze. You just need to go over, and someone will assist you, so there's no need to worry."

As he spoke, Wen Xuan carefully placed the now shriveled Emperor Cichlid into a larger water ball. He couldn't shake the feeling that the fish's eyes sparkled with a hint of joy as it left the big tank, as if it were about to burst into tears from happiness.

"But I..." Rong Qing hesitated, wanting to say something more.

"There's no time to waste. You should hurry over; scale loss syndrome can lead to other diseases," Wen Xuan advised kindly, though his gaze remained cold and calm.

Rong Qing was slightly taken aback but had no choice but to nod reluctantly, forcing herself to appear anxious as she thanked him and walked toward the door.

Just as she stepped out, she suddenly turned back and walked over again, frowning as she looked down at the fish tank. She seemed genuinely concerned and asked Wen Xuan, "How is your pet fish? Is this scale loss syndrome contagious? Why don't we take them both to the hospital for a check-up?"

This suggestion was clearly quite reasonable.

The previously quiet little yellow fish suddenly swam into the middle of the tank, its smooth and shiny scales reflecting the morning sunlight, appearing even more dazzling than the Emperor Cichlid. The red mark on the top of its head made the little fish look quite adorable, especially as it occasionally splashed water playfully.

With a flick of its tail, it splashed water all over Rong Qing's face, and even the most waterproof makeup couldn't withstand the close-range water attack. Rong Qing, furious, wanted to grab this flirtatious little fish and pull it out, but before she could reach out, she noticed the cold glare from the man beside her. She felt a shiver down her spine, took a step back, lowered her head slightly, adjusted her emotions, casually took out a handkerchief to wipe the water off her face, and then raised her head with a slight smile, saying, "It looks quite healthy."

How come it didn't get sick and die last night! Rong Qing thought maliciously in her heart.

Wen Xuan raised an eyebrow, neither happy nor angry, and then glanced at the mischievous little yellow fish. A hint of contemplation crossed his eyes as he noticed a small piece of golden scale fragment hanging from the tip of its tail.

The man paused for a moment, then his deep and pleasant voice slowly spoke, "... It is indeed quite lively."

The lively little fish was completely at ease, calmly nibbling on a piece of water grass, its distant gaze looking through the balcony toward the horizon, silently wishing to be a beautiful yellow fish... hiding all its achievements and fame.