Seeing that Yu Zhesen and Han Jinglong had a great time talking, Yu Qingxue felt relieved, but she still glanced at the two of them from time to time, paying attention to the direction of the conversation.

She did not try to use superpowers to read the mind at Han Jinglong, on the one hand, because of Yu Zhesen's prior requests and warnings, and on the other hand, because of her unstable state.

Although Yu Qingxue took the opportunity to go home to change clothes and take a shower and added a shot of Flora stabilizer to herself, she still clearly felt physical discomfort.

After defeating Jin Guozheng, he returned from that realm, Yu Qingxue realized that his "sickness" had changed again compared to the past, and the symptoms of intermittent attacks seemed to be no longer well controlled by Flora stabilizer.

Is it drug resistance? Or is there any other reason? She was secretly worried about it.

The massive fragments of thinking generated by the people gathered in the banquet hall made her feel like she was in the vegetable market again. The endless whispers conveyed colorful emotions to her mind, forming a picture that was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Yu Qingxue took a glass of glass and drank a sip of red wine, relaxed her body and leaned against the back of the chair and slowly closed her eyes.

She wanted to give up resistance and not fight against the fragments of thinking that poured into her mind, and relieve her discomfort in a thorough acceptance.

This method is like adding firewood to put out a fire, with the purpose of burning out the fire source as soon as possible.

A hand gently landed on the back of Yu Qingxue's hand.

Wu Xiaoming asked with concern: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Yu Qingxue had to open her eyes to answer her questions, but the dense blood on her eyes scared Wu Xiaoming.

"I'm fine." Yu Qingxue stopped Wu Xiaoming from speaking with a shaking her head. She didn't want more people to know her condition, especially Yu Zhesen.

Because Yu Zhesen is discussing important matters with Han Jinglong and Luo Meiwu at this moment, Yu Qingxue does not want to disturb them.

She used the excuse of going to the bathroom to leave the seat, but Wu Xiaoming was a little worried and got up to accompany her.

"Have your superpower turmoil aggravated?"

In the female bathroom, Wu Xiaoming asked Yu Qingxue, who was standing side by side with her in front of the sink in front of the mirror.

Yu Qingxue bent over and kept holding up clear water with her hands and smearing it on her face. Her movements looked a bit rough, and the splashes of water wet the ends of her hair and dress.

"When I was fighting Jin Guozheng there, I found that my ability had become stronger." Yu Qingxue replied while holding water to wash her face, "I could not break through Jin Guozheng's thinking wall, but I could break through at critical moments..."

"So you have experienced the level of supernatural powers?"

Yu Qingxue stopped temporarily and asked in confusion: "What is the level of supernatural power?"

"Well... it is a controversial statement in the academic community. Some scholars who study superpower genes believe that there are different class differences in the superpower genes in the human body, and higher-level superpower genes mean stronger abilities." Wu Xiaoming showed a look of hard work to recall, and this knowledge was also what she heard by chance.

"What are the conditions for upgrading? How to prove that your superpower has been upgraded?"

"I am not a professional and can't answer such a detailed question." Wu Xiaoming shrugged, "and there is still controversy in the academic community because there are too few samples available for research. However, researchers supporting this argument believe that the conditions for upgrading are not fixed, and the evolution of the superpower gene is a very metaphysical process."

Yu Qingxue looked at the mirror with a bitter face: "I seem to understand what you said, but I don't seem to understand anything."

"According to scientists, dangerous battles may trigger the upgrade of superpower genes, but there are also examples of upgrading by doing nothing and just sleeping." Wu Xiaoming said in a joke-like tone, "In short, the superpower genes in our bodies are not static."

"Why can control your own superpower genes to a certain extent like Yu Zhesen... to change it according to his own wishes?"

Wu Xiaoming spread his hands: "I have never heard of precedents. This is mostly Tang Suguang's masterpiece. However, Yu Zhesen's example can also confirm the fact that our superpower genes can be changed."

"I heard you talk about these complicated things, my headache seems to have been relieved." Yu Qingxue took a piece of paper from the dryer to wipe off the water stains on her face, and the blood in her eyes gradually faded.

"You're welcome, I don't want you to fall down. Xiao Yan wants to ask you to take care of you." Wu Xiaoming smiled, "Do you want me to help you with some makeup?"

"No, no need." Yu Qingxue wiped off her makeup that was blurred by water with a tissue. The face in the mirror was not much different from the original except that it looked a little dim.

She didn't put on much makeup today, after all, she was in a hurry.

"So you are born with beauty." Wu Xiaoming commented enviously, "I remember when you first met, you didn't even see how old-fashioned you wore glasses."

"Are businessmen so good at saying compliments?"

"Where, I'm very sarcastic. Besides, what's the point of complimenting you?" Wu Xiaoming said, leaning over and leaning closer to the mirror, carefully observing the makeup on his face, and casually took out a lipstick to repair the lip line.

Yu Qingxue didn't know what to answer for a moment. She felt that her relationship with Wu Xiaoming was only familiar, and she was not yet able to tease each other.

But now Wu Xiaoming is indeed accompanying her to the bathroom out of kindness, and it is not easy for her to leave Wu Xiaoming behind and go back directly out of politeness.

Wu Xiaoming focused on repairing her lip makeup, but did not notice the subtle changes in Yu Qingxue's eyes. After a moment, she put away her lipstick and said to herself: "Are there too many beautiful women around Yu Zhesen? Compared to you, I have a very poor foundation. I can only rely on careful makeup to add some points."

"With a brother like Jin Jianshen, how bad is your foundation?" Yu Qingxue felt that her self-deprecating behavior was a bit too deliberate.

"The boss and I were not born to the same mother." Wu Xiaoming turned his head and curled his red lips and smiled sweetly, "My life experience is so miserable. Haven't Yu Zhesen told you?"

"He hardly talked to me about you."

Wu Xiaoming blinked: "Will he talk to you about Miss An? Or about that little intern?"

Yu Qingxue thought about it and shook her head: "I basically mentioned An He's topic on his own initiative, and he doesn't talk much about it."

"Then I understand." Wu Xiaoming smiled, not hiding his happiness at all.

Yu Qingxue was confused when she heard it: "What do you know?"

"I know what your relationship is like. Yu Zhesen won't take the initiative to chat with you, right? Your communication is basically limited to work needs." Wu Xiaoming raised an index finger and said with a stern voice: "He probably regards you as a respectable friend, and with Miss An's relationship, hehe... I suddenly realized that you are the most difficult one, which is more difficult than me and the young intern."

Yu Qingxue narrowed her eyes unkindly. Wu Xiaoming's words were a bit too straightforward, and they were simply naked provocations.

In the past, Yu Qingxue ignored this provocation, but today something happened between her and Yu Zhesen. The layer of window paper that was originally separated seemed to be pierced, which caused a huge change in her mood.

"The facts may be different." Yu Qingxue hugged her chest with her hands and responded proudly: "Our relationship is far better than you think."

Then, Yu Qingxue suddenly invaded her thinking without asking for Wu Xiaoming's consent.

Of course, Yu Qingxue's purpose in doing this is not to do anything to Wu Xiaoming's thoughts. She just uses this method to establish a communication channel similar to a virtual space, so that she can directly convey what she wants to see for Wu Xiaoming to her mind.

Wu Xiaoming stood by the sink with wide eyes, his cheeks gradually turned red, and his breathing became rapid.

What Yu Qingxue showed her at this moment was the memory scene of an accidental accidental fire in the rental house in the afternoon.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yu Qingxue asked Wu Xiaoming to immerse himself in his perspective while watching this memory.

"It's too...too too much." After a moment, Wu Xiaoming came back to his senses with blushing face and protested, "Hey! Are you so embarrassed in front of Boy?"
Chapter completed!