The next day, Leng Yue slept until the sun was high in the sky, and Ling was about to explode with anger before she finally opened her eyes.

Ling rushed over, "Yueyue, I found it, I found it... What happened to you? Why are you like this?"

Leng Yue stared wide-eyed at the ceiling and said blankly, "What time is it? My head hurts so much!"

"Awake? Is anything still bothering you?" Qianchen had arrived long ago and even cooked porridge for Lengyue. She was still wearing her floral apron, looking both funny and adorable. When Lengyue saw it was Qianchen, she pouted, looking aggrieved.

"What's wrong?" Qianchen untied his apron, walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to touch Lengyue's forehead. "Are you feeling unwell? Lie down for a while longer, then get up and have some porridge before going back to sleep."

"Qianchen~" Leng Yue called Qianchen's name, her eyes welling up with tears, looking pitiful.

"What's wrong?" Qianchen was extremely worried and quickly contacted Ling, who also said she didn't know.

Leng Yue nestled in Qian Chen's arms, sobbing softly, seemingly extremely aggrieved. Qian Chen sighed helplessly and could only hold her. Leng Yue hadn't acted like this in a long time; what was wrong this time?

But no matter how anxious and worried Qian Chen was, he still waited quietly for Leng Yue's emotions to calm down. A full ten minutes passed before Leng Yue spoke again, "Ling is a big bad guy..."

Ling was completely bewildered. "What did I do? Yueyue, just say what you have to say! You can't just spout nonsense and ruin me like this because someone's backing you up!"

Qianchen snorted lightly, "Let Yueyue say it herself."

Seeing their reaction, Zero obediently shut up; it understood. The two of them were a perfect match—one willing to hit, the other willing to be hit—and it was just a punching bag.

"What's going on?" Qianchen asked, pulling out a tissue to wipe Leng Yue's tears and blow her nose. Ling felt a chill run down her spine. This wasn't treating her like a wife; it was clearly raising her like a daughter!

"I...I feel so bad...Waaah..." Leng Yue looked at Qian Chen, crying her heart out, "I haven't felt this bad in so long, how could this happen? My head is killing me! Waaah..."

Qianchen frowned, gently patting Leng Yue's back, but scolded Ling, "How did you make this choice? You let Yueyue come over without even looking? What kind of system are you?"

Zero paused for a few seconds, then said, "...Whatever makes you happy..." but inwardly she was thinking: What a pretentious couple!

It went to great lengths to help Leng Yue find a husband; it deserves some credit, even if it didn't do anything special. But look what happened—the couple started acting all lovey-dovey the moment they met, and it ended up being the bad guy. Sigh, it's so hard to be a good person!

Zero didn't want to speak, but he could feel the coldness emanating from Qian Chen even through the space. As expected of someone who had been a ghost cultivator, the coldness emanating from him was now so strong, comparable to a central air conditioner!

"Boss, that's how missions are done, you can't blame it all on me!" Zero said innocently.

"Well, it's really not Zero's fault, I was just being dramatic." Leng Yue cried for a while and then realized she had gone too far, so she climbed out of Qian Chen's arms, feeling embarrassed.

Qianchen looked at Lengyue, "Is it a headache? Should we go to the hospital?"

Leng Yue shook her head, "No, no, I just have a bit of a cold."

"Really not necessary?" Leng Yue nodded, and Qian Chen pinched Leng Yue's nose. "In that case, get up and eat something! You'll recover quickly if you eat."

Hearing Qian Chen's words, Leng Yue's stomach rumbled, and she exclaimed, "Now that you mention it, I really am quite hungry!"

Qianchen quickly brought over hot porridge and a heart-shaped fried egg.

Leng Yue had just finished washing up in the bathroom and was about to go to the dining table to eat when she smelled the aroma of fried eggs. "Fried eggs, they smell so good!"

"Sit down and try it. Would you like anything else? I'll make it for you." Qianchen was happy to see Leng Yue enjoying her meal.

Leng Yue swallowed the egg in one gulp, looked at Qian Chen, and said, "You want some too? Let's eat together."

Qianchen then sat down and slowly picked up the bowl of porridge to drink. Her movements were elegant, and she ate the millet porridge with the grace of a royal meal.

"When did you two start hooking up? Why didn't anyone tell me?" After finishing his meal, Leng Yue wiped his mouth and began to interrogate her like a lord.

Zero had been acting strangely before, saying she'd help her find someone. Now it seems those two had a plan all along, but didn't expose it. It turns out, she was the only one kept in the dark.

"Aren't you happy?" Ling looked at Leng Yue in confusion. She had already found her a husband, so what more did she want?

"No, it's not that. I'm happier than anyone to see Qianchen sooner, but I'm a little unhappy that you've kept this from me." Leng Yue wasn't really angry; in any case, this was a pleasant surprise for her.

"Yueyue, can we not do this? Look at your mouth, you don't look angry at all," Ling said mercilessly.

Leng Yue's face stiffened, but she still stubbornly insisted, "You've misread it."

Seeing Leng Yue and Ling bickering happily, Qian Chen didn't stop them. After cleaning up the dishes by himself, he took out a suitcase and helped Leng Yue pack her luggage!

"Why are you packing?" Leng Yue noticed Qian Chen's actions and ran over to ask, "Are we moving?"

Qianchen smiled and said, "It's not moving, it's going home, going back to our home."

"Our home?" Leng Yue reacted for a moment. "You don't live here? Right, right, Ling found you here. I had completely forgotten. I thought this was our home!"

Leng Yue was too used to Qian Chen's presence. As long as she was with him, she never felt out of place, no matter where she was. She had been feeling too good about it before and had forgotten that this was actually just a rented room.

The original owner wasn't used to living in a dormitory, so she rented an apartment outside. And since her family spoiled her, she had been renting apartments since starting university.

"Actually, there's not much to pack. We have everything we need at home." Qianchen tidied up a few things and then stopped when he saw Leng Yue coming over to help.

"If I have everything, then I might as well not bring anything. Why bring a big suitcase?" Leng Yue asked, looking at the enormous suitcase.

"There's nowhere to put them!" Qianchen said helplessly. He couldn't find a larger backpack, only some very small phone pouches and coin purses. Since he couldn't use plastic bags, he had to use a large box.

“Here it is,” Leng Yue pulled a backpack out of a storage box under the bed. “Here, this will do.”

Qianchen took the items, put them back into her bag, and put the large box back.

"Alright, let's go." Qianchen finished packing and prepared to leave. "Is there anything else we need to prepare?"

“I brought my ID card, household registration book, passport, graduation certificate… I brought everything,” Leng Yue checked again and found that her personal belongings were all there. “Let’s go.”

Qianchen noticed that she wasn't dressed warmly enough, so he gave her a coat to wear. "You've caught a cold and you're still not taking care of yourself?" Then he pulled her out the door, and Lengyue acted like a baby the whole time.

The two walked hand in hand, and as they waited for the elevator, a girl wearing a mask stepped out. She looked at Leng Yue and Qian Chen's tightly clasped hands with a strange expression. However, Qian Chen and Leng Yue paid no attention to her; they snuggled into the elevator and pressed the close button.

It wasn't until they got downstairs that Leng Yue and the others realized, "That person just now... he looks kind of familiar!"

Qian Chen paused, "Could it be related to the mission?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yue said, "Who cares about her? Let's talk about it when we get home."