"Apply it yourself, I'll go check next door." Wu Yue put the small box on the table and said irritably, "Yan Chiyu's ointment has miraculous effects, don't be surprised if anything magical happens after you apply it."

Cheng Pingxi's eyes flickered slightly. "No. Let the wound heal naturally."

Wu Yue beckoned with her small hand, "Cuihua, apply some medicine to this young man."

Upon hearing her master's command, Cuihua propped herself up from the table and swayed as she approached Cheng Pingxi.

The older brother felt extremely wronged: "Little sister, aren't you going to help me? I'm your own brother."

“Cuihua is clever and skillful; she can do this well.”

As Wu Yue spoke, she walked to the wall. But she quickly realized that she could not pass through the wall in front of Cheng Pingxi. Her eyes could see strange things, but her body could not perform demonic actions that were inconsistent with 'Wu Yue'.

At least for now, they can't afford it.

Cheng Pingxi stared at the little thing in front of him, feeling a little flustered.

This paper figure—

She looks a bit like a chibi-style little sister.

Can these tiny creatures, with their thin wings, which seem to fall over with the slightest breeze, really lift things that are quite heavy for them?

It was the first time in my life that a little paper doll had helped me apply ointment, and it felt quite magical.

Cheng Pingxi sat upright, unaware that Cuihua's eyes held a mischievous glint in them.

The hexagonal box contained a small flat spoon, used for applying medicine.

When Cheng Pingxi saw the little paper figure bend its straight hand toward him, he vaguely realized that it might not be tall enough or long enough, so he quickly bent down and leaned closer.

Cheng Pingxi thought the little paper doll would apply very gentle pressure. But when Cuihua, who seemed like a gentle person, pressed the small spoon dipped in medicine against his face, he almost fell off the sofa and landed on his bottom.

Cheng Pingxi: "!"

It turned out that he had been single for a long time, and even the paper figure looked handsome.

But now he's in so much pain he wants to cry.

Cheng Pingxi, who was working hard to cultivate a mature image in the entertainment industry, suddenly remembered that he was just a nineteen-year-old kid.

Why--

Why should he have to endure pain that he shouldn't have at his age?

Is that little paper doll? Is it Cuihua? Is it taking revenge on itself?

Just as Cheng Pingxi was thinking this petty thing, Tiezhu brought over a square mirror from the side, jumped onto the coffee table, and immediately turned the mirror face to face Cheng Pingxi so that he could see his current appearance.

His once pale and bruised handsome face has returned to its usual fair and flawless state.

The word "magical" flashed through Cheng Pingxi's mind.

He suddenly felt a strange sadness.

Yan Chiyu is not only better at fighting than him, but he is also clearly not an ordinary human being. Judging from his demeanor, speech, and extravagant spending, he is probably raised by a wealthy family.

His sister sided with him again, unintentionally saying a lot of good things about him. It's infuriating!

As Cheng Pingxi thought about it, he became increasingly sad. By comparing himself to others, wasn't he just belittling himself to nothing?

To achieve a breakthrough... a breakthrough...

What should I do?

The boy's eyes suddenly lit up. He'd got it!

-

"Little Wuyue, he's gone." Lu Shu felt utterly defeated. Fu Zhu was becoming increasingly impervious to reason; he had clearly stated his intention to be friends with him and promised not to bother or pester him.

Why is that guy angry again? He got so angry that he stormed out the window and even stole one of his books.

His favorite book is called "The Search for Ze", also known as "The Domineering CEO and His 'Little Darling'".

That's absolutely outrageous!

"Lu Shu, thank you." Wu Yue didn't care at all whether Fu Zhu was there or not. Her mind was filled with the fear of finally being free from the world of punishment, so to thank Lu Shu, she decided—

"Hurry up and get ready, we're going out for a big meal later, it's on me."

Upon hearing that there was food, Lu Shu's unhappiness vanished almost instantly. "Great! I want to eat a green salad."

Wu Yue: "..." Isn't meat delicious?