“That won’t do,” he swallowed the soft, sticky egg custard in his mouth, looking at her earnestly, “The Xiao family has always been known for repaying kindness. You saved me and took care of me; your kindness is immeasurable—”

Bai Shu quickly said, "You're fine, don't say anything... I'll repay you by being your ox or horse in my next life."

But before she could finish speaking, the man interrupted her, his eyes wet and unblinking: "—The only way to repay me is with your body, okay?"

Bai Shu: "..."

Bai Shu slammed the spoon back into the bowl, picked it up, and walked away without looking back: "I see you're still lively and witty, so you're probably not seriously injured and don't need anyone to take care of you. I'm going home now, do as you please."

She had only taken two steps when, sure enough, the man on the bed behind her immediately cried out in pain, "...No, I'm so dizzy! Did I get a concussion in the car that the doctor didn't detect? I'm going to faint... You go, don't worry about me, I'm fine..."

Bai Shu sneered, "Fine, since you're alright, I'll be leaving."

As she spoke, she casually put the bowl on the table, picked up her schoolbag, and strode towards the door.

Are you really leaving?!

Xiao Lingchen never expected that this attempt at putting on a show would backfire.

He was so startled that he immediately tried to jump out of bed: "No, no, I have something to do, I have something very important to do, don't go!"

He struggled to sit up, but to make it look realistic, the doctor had applied a lot of plaster to his body, making movement difficult.

Before she could even sit up, the bed started creaking.

My heart felt like it was hanging on a fire, unable to bear the agony of leaving any longer.

Watching her figure gradually disappear, it was as if he had returned to the flames of that day when she shattered before his eyes. All the blood in his body rushed to his brain, only to recede in an instant. His heart ached as if it were being twisted by a knife.

"—Atractylodes macrocephala!"

With a slam of his palm, he unleashed an uncontrollable force that overturned the entire bedside table, its wooden surface crashing onto the floor with a deafening roar.

He lost his grip and slipped, almost falling.

Just before he fell.

He was helped up.

Soft, delicate hands supported his arms firmly, preventing him from falling.

He suddenly looked up.

The girl stood by the bed, her eyebrows raised high, her expression a mixture of helplessness and reproach.

"Are you still going to act?"

"...I'm not performing anymore."

"Is there anything else?"

"there is none left."

"Will you let me leave?"

"Absolutely not!"

Bai Shu glared at him, then helped him back to bed. Whether it was because he had seen through his pretense or not, he moved very quickly, showing no trace of his previous listlessness.

She couldn't help but complain, "Honestly, your acting is really bad. It's even more exaggerated than those young male idols on TV. Compared to you, I could be an award-winning actress."

The man said expectantly, "Do you want to be a movie queen? I'll invest in it for you! You can make whatever movies you want, and I'll have all those veteran actors and movie queens supporting you..."

"No thanks, I'm not interested in acting. Besides, if I were to trouble those big shots to accompany me, I'm afraid I'd be torn to shreds online."

Bai Shu shrugged. "Right now, I just want to do more practice questions and learn more knowledge so that I can get an excellent score in the college entrance examination and enter the university of my dreams."

Having seen through Xiao Lingchen's clumsy acting, Bai Shu's last trace of aloofness and wariness towards him dissipated—to be honest, no matter how cold and noble he appeared on the outside, he couldn't win over the heart; he was just a dramatic idiot!