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  She didn't want to sleep, but after resting her head on the pillow, she became drowsy in no time. When she woke up again, her body didn't feel as uncomfortable, and she felt someone touching her forehead, then pulling down the quilt to peek at her neck. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at Mu Tianyang in front of her: "What are you doing?!" Can't he just let her rest for a bit even when she's sick?!

  Mu Tianyang didn't even glance at her, and instead directly stretched out his hand: "Give me the thermometer."

  She was taken aback, only then did she feel that there was something stuck under her armpit. She reached in and found that she had changed into pajamas. Who changed them? Probably Zhang Ma. Mu Tianyang would take off her clothes, but it's impossible for him to be so kind as to change her clothes.

  Mu Tianyang took a look at the thermometer and handed it over to her: "37.5 degrees, it's dropped a bit."

  Wan Qing didn't know what he meant by this, so she just hummed in response.

  He sat down and stared at her: "Tell me, did I cheat you?"

  "Yan Qing's eyes widened as she asked, 'How many days off did you ask for me?'"

  "That's enough!"

  Wanqing was very unhappy after hearing that. Is it just going to end like this? What is his standard? He can't keep stirring up trouble for himself every now and then, making a mess of his whole life.

  Tian Xue just called and mentioned a way to reduce the fever. After hearing that, he scolded that girl again, fiercely.

  "What's the plan?" Wan Qing didn't have the heart to care about her siblings, but he wanted to chat, so she had no choice but to play along.

  He looked at her and softly spat out two words: "Make love!"

  "Cough... cough..." Yan Qing glared at him angrily.

  "He smiled: 'But I don't want you to be okay so soon, so forget it.'"

  "You..."

  "What?" He leaned in close to her, "You want to do it with me?"

  "How could I have thought of doing that with you..." Wan Qing's voice was hoarse, she hastily pushed him away and picked up the water to drink eagerly.

  Mu Tianyang sat beside her for a while before suddenly saying, "You should take a good rest today. Tomorrow you should be able to muster up some energy... it's not like you can't go to class..."

  She gazed at him with eyes full of hope.

  "Grant me one request and I'll let you go."

  She frowned with annoyance. Another demand! Another transaction!

  "Don't want to?"

  "You... you go first!"

  Mu Tianyang just looked at her without saying a word, as if telling her: I'm giving you a favor, and you're still trying to haggle?

  Yan Qing smiled slightly, her expression sorrowful: "I promise you!"

  Mu Tianyang looked at her expression, feeling a bit uncomfortable in his heart, but his tone didn't reveal anything: "The school wants you to board, just for evening self-study. At worst, I'll pick you up after evening self-study class is over and you can still live at home."

  Wan Qing knew, he just did it for that thing, raised his head and looked at him: "You can change to another woman."

  Mu Tianyang glared at her, suddenly stood up and kicked over the tea table with one foot.

  "Ah!" Wan Qing let out a sharp cry of fright.

  "Ding Wanqing! You'd better reflect on yourself!" He pointed at her and roared, "Want to attend class? Wait till I'm in a good mood!"

  Wanqing was stunned for a moment, seeing him rushing out like a storm, anxiously shouting: "Tianyang——"

  She immediately jumped out of bed: "I was wrong! Ah——"

  The tea tray and water glass shattered, scattering a lot of glass shards, which she stepped on with one foot.

  Mu Tianyang heard the voice, turned his head to take a look, and saw that her feet were bleeding profusely. His heart felt like it had been stabbed by something. He was about to go over, but he stopped himself in time, turned his head and walked away.

  She gazed at her own feet, tears streaming down. Turning back, she saw his cold and distant figure in the distance. She didn't see... how he lingered for her sake, how his heart ached for her.

  She gritted her teeth, picked up the phone on the bedside table and dialed downstairs: "Zhang Ma, trouble you to come up and help me."

  "Right away!" replied Zhang's mother. Just now the master had instructed her, saying that the young lady had hurt her foot and asked her to call a doctor. She had just called the doctor on the phone and was about to go upstairs.

  She had hurt her foot and hadn't gotten out of bed for two days. She also hadn't seen Mu Tianyang; it seemed like he hadn't returned yet.

  Maybe he really went out to find a woman. Thinking of this, her heart almost jumped out of her chest. Is her ordeal finally over? If he doesn't come back from now on, can she sneak away and escape? Or will he come back after a while and tell her to pack up and get out?

  That's really great!

  Her emotions were just thinking about it, and she couldn't help but tremble with excitement all over her body.

  She really wants to get rid of this gilded cage. She has been here for more than three months, and many things have started to become habitual. She doesn't want to be habituated! These are all torments, if she becomes thoroughly habituated, she will forget how to resist, forget that her name is "Ding Wanqing", and that she is a person...

  The sound of a car came from downstairs, and Wan Qing's heart began to beat nervously. There have been doctors coming to see her these past few days, and every time the car sounded, she feared it was Mu Tianyang.

  After waiting for a few minutes, she heard footsteps of varying depths approaching. It was two people, and they must be Zhang Ma and the doctor. Wan Qing let out a sigh of relief.

  The doctor was an old man with gray hair, wearing reading glasses, very serious and strict with his patients. He first took Wanqing's pulse and said, "Your cold is almost gone."

  "When can I get out of bed?"

  "It's almost done." The old doctor unwrapped the gauze from her foot, changed the dressing, "The right foot only has a small cut, can bear weight, try walking two steps after changing the dressing, if it doesn't break open, you can take a short walk in the garden."

  Wan Qing thought for a moment, from here to the door, then from the school gate to the classroom, it doesn't seem far, should be fine. It's just that Mu Tianyang is not there, those two drivers, shouldn't dare to send her to school.

  At night, Wanqing tiptoed downstairs to eat dinner. Halfway through the meal, she heard the front door open and was startled so much that her spoon fell onto the table.

  He's back...

  Mrs. Zhang on the other side also thought so and was afraid that she would be blamed by Mu Tianyang again, so she quickly changed to a new spoon and wiped the table clean.

  Yan Qing watched her movements, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down, preparing herself for the encounter. Just then, she heard Zhang Ma call out: "A Cheng!"

  She turned around and took a look, it was indeed Ah Cheng. She let out a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death..."

  A Cheng was stunned for a moment, then walked up to her and bowed respectfully: "The president just called me and said that as long as the young lady is willing, she can go to class tomorrow."

  "Really!" Wanqing's eyes lit up and suddenly gained vitality.

  "A Cheng nodded: 'The president also said that Miss can pack a few clothes and live in school.'"

  This made Wanqing somewhat unexpected, and for a moment, she couldn't understand what Mu Tianyang was going to do. If he didn't want her anymore, so he "sent" himself out, it seemed not quite right. If he didn't want her, he shouldn't have gone to the trouble of arranging these things...

  However, thinking that she could get rid of him for a while, she was somewhat happy. If she could take this opportunity to think of a way to leave his side... No! Not saying leaving, at least she could see her mother more often.