Dongfang Long breathed a sigh of relief. Tangtang was indeed the one he loved the most. He wasn't kicked out, nor was he forbidden from sleeping with her. Although... it was easy to handle, he still wanted to... The problem was that Dongfang Long felt sorry for Haitang today.

Xiao Ping'an hadn't seen Haitang all day, and looking pitiful, he came in after Dongfanglong went to cook something. Haitang saw Xiao Ping'an and reached out to hug him, "What's wrong? You're like a little crybaby?"

"I miss you, sister. Brother Xiaolong said you weren't feeling well today. Are you sick?" Xiao Pingan asked. Haitang blushed and shook her head.

"I'm not feeling unwell, just a little tired. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Go see what your brother Xiaolong is cooking," Haitang said, and Dongfang Long nodded.

Dongfang Long changed all her clothes and took the quilt out to wash, which made Haitang less angry. Although her legs felt very sore, she was able to get out of bed and walk.

Today, Dongfang Long made soup for Haitang. Seeing how carefully he was being treated, Haitang couldn't help but feel helpless, though she wasn't really angry.

She was angry at first, but then the anger subsided. After all, she wasn't the type to get angry easily, and since Dongfang Long had taken the initiative to admit his mistake, there was no need for her to hold a grudge.

Of course, Haitang would regret it later, because what could she say? A man's words are deceitful. Dongfang Long seemed innocent, but in Shi Hu's words, he was like a black sesame dumpling—white on the outside but black inside.

Admitting his mistakes was his quickest reaction. Knowing that Haitang cared for him and liked him very much, and that she wouldn't throw a tantrum, he took the initiative to admit his mistakes and was quickly forgiven. Of course, Haitang would understand the next time that a man's words and actions after getting out of bed are two extremes.