Mu Yichen nodded: "Okay, I promise you, I will agree to whatever you want."
The next second, Shen Zhaozhao stretched out his unwilling hand: “I want money.”
Mu Yichen was helpless. Shen Zhaozhao was a money-hungry person, and the Shen family spoiled her, causing her small treasury to grow exponentially.
Half of these achievements are my own contributions, which I will not mention for now.
"I just took the medicine, let's sleep for a while." Mu Yichen grabbed her hand and stuffed it into the quilt. Shen Zhaozhao looked at him obediently with her eyes exposed: "Okay, I'm going to daydream. There are all kinds of things in dreams."
“In reality, there is everything.”
"That's not necessarily true. Are you going to spin and jump with your eyes closed?" Shen Zhaozhao watched the spinning top man in front of him stand up and spin even more vigorously.
Mu Yichen shook his head: "I'll get you another cup of hot water."
Shen Zhaozhao warned carefully: "Don't spill it."
Although Mu Yichen didn't know what image he had in Shen Zhaozhao's eyes, he nodded in agreement with her and said, "Okay."
When he came back, Shen Zhaozhao had fallen asleep, with her long eyelashes drooping, covering her lively eyes.
Her breathing was long and her cheeks were flushed. Hot sweat soaked her hair and covered her face wetly.
Mu Yichen walked in lightly, put the water aside, and looked at her quietly.
After a while, he reached out and gently touched Shen Zhaozhao’s head: “Silly boy, even if I kill myself, I will not be willing to kill you.”
He slept so deeply that his eyes became blurry and when he woke up he felt exhausted.
The dim light slanted in from the window, and the room was not bright. The sound of flipping pages could be heard faintly from the side.
Following the sound, I saw Mu Yichen hiding in the dark, holding a book with his slender fingers, and wearing a pair of glasses with his head down, which was rare.
Mu Yichen looked up casually as if he was used to it. When their eyes met, Mu Yichen quickly took off his glasses and put down the book.
【Why don’t you let me take off these glasses? 】
【My hands are so tired! 】
Shen Zhaozhao's three souls and six spirits were all confused and left his body.
[Shaha, the male lead is really good-looking! ]
"Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Mu Yichen walked to her bedside and turned on the light. The light penetrated her eyes vertically, and his warm palm rested on her forehead.
【I’m going blind.】
Shen Zhaozhao closed his eyes and shook his head.
After adapting to the light, Shen Zhaozhao blinked and looked at Mu Yichen again: "What time is it?"
"It's almost seven o'clock."
"No wonder my stomach is playing the empty city plan." Shen Zhaozhao touched his stomach, which had been particularly noticeable since he woke up.
"Then go wash up first. You sweated a lot this afternoon. Remember to take your temperature. I'll go to the restaurant first." Mu Yichen explained word by word, and Shen Zhaozhao stood up and responded a few words.
Mu Yichen's figure disappeared in the room. Shen Zhaozhao looked at the sky outside the window belatedly. Mu Yichen had been guarding here for a whole day.
As soon as Shen Zhaozhao sat down, he stuffed food into his mouth like a starving ghost. Mu Yichen only gave him a bowl of porridge and some light side dishes.
“Zhao Zhao, are you feeling better?” Qin Shun came in from the gate, got close to Shen Zhaozhao and observed him carefully: “Not bad, he can eat and drink, and he can be slaughtered.”
Shen Zhaozhao raised his leg and kicked him with a mouthful of porridge.
The travel plan that was originally scheduled to go out today was put on hold. Shen Yiyan took advantage of this rare holiday to stay at home and was eating dinner at the moment.
As for Shen's father Lin Qing, there was a banquet in the evening, and the two of them went, but Shen Yiyan refused to work overtime.
[Qin Shun is good in every way, except for his mouth.]
[It's too broken! ]
The experienced Shen Yiyan nodded, agreeing with Shen Zhaozhao’s words in his heart.
Shen Ningle stubbornly called Shen Zhaozhao, chattering with her broken copper voice, and from time to time there were a few weak coughs and Jiang Yuyu's voice beside her: "Ancestor, stop calling, I'll take care of you all afternoon, let me sleep for a while."
Very good, this voice is also a piece of junk.
None of the three people who fell were spared. In order not to disturb Jiang Yuyu, Shen Ningle, who still had a conscience, ran to the corridor to call Shen Zhaozhao.
As a result, the cold sweat was blown away by the wind, and the high fever continued the next day. Shen Zhaozhao brought delicious spicy hot pot and took Mu Yichen and Qin Shun to visit her.
Shen Ningle looked at Malatang with his eyes wide open: "You are not a human!"
It was the second day after he recovered from the illness. With Mu Yichen around, Shen Zhaozhao couldn't eat these things. In the end, they all got the favor of Qin Shun, who sat by the bed and ate them with relish.
Shen Ningle and Shen Zhaozhao watched him gradually become murderous. Shen Zhaozhao tugged at Mu Yichen's arm and whispered, "Can I just have a piece of beef? That beef looks just the right size, a perfect match for my mouth. You can't break up a couple."
"Tsk, are you still a child? You need instructions before eating, hahaha... cough cough cough..." Shen Ningle on the bed laughed so hard that he almost choked to death on his saliva.
Looking at her miserable appearance, Shen Zhaozhao decided to forgive her outrageous words: "Yo yo yo, if you have the guts, stand up and talk to me."
"Only a small piece."
The sound beside her ears was like the sound of nature. The corners of Shen Zhaozhao's mouth were almost stretched to the back of her head. She drank porridge all day.
Carefully, he picked out the largest piece of beef from the spicy hot pot and passed it in front of Shen Ningle's eyes with evil intentions. The fragrance was so strong that it pressed Shen Ningle inwardly: "Take it away quickly, I don't want these!"
If the eyeballs hadn't been staring motionlessly at the piece of meat, Chen Zhaozhao would have believed it.
"Hmm." Shen Zhaozhao took small bites of the beef and finally sucked his chopsticks reluctantly.
Shen Ningle had no desire to live. The room was filled with the smell of spicy hot pot, everywhere and nowhere to hide: "You go away! I don't want to see you anymore, I'm breaking up!"
"If you let me go, I'll leave. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for me?" Shen Zhaozhao sat beside her bed like a big shot.
Shen Ningle raised his limp fist and hit her with all his strength.
When he returned to the Shen residence, Shen Qiannuo was staring at the door in a daze, looking at the two people who were following him like a shadow, a little stunned.
Ever since she could no longer bring benefits to the Song Group, Song Jiuan's attitude has changed. She has nothing left, so Shen Qiannuo must catch Song Jiuan.
Today, when she went to the Song Group to punch in, she saw Song Jiuan gently talking to Qin Shuangshuang, the daughter of the Qin family, as if he had held her in his arms in the past. She couldn't help but get angry.
For the first time in his life, Song Jiuan gave her a cold look and was taken away from the Song family by security.
Shen Qiannuo didn’t know what was going on, she really made a fuss like a shrew, and Qin Shuangshuang looked at her with pity.
Why did Shen Zhaozhao receive Mu Yichen's wholehearted love?
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