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Tang Zhen didn't know how she fell asleep. Tonight, she slept an extremely torturous sleep and the pain from her arm that was burning hot filled the entire night.

The itching pain made her want to scratch it many times, but she resisted in the end. She could only tightly curl herself up and fiercely bite her hand to alleviate the torture on her arm.

She got up and looked at her side; there were no traces of sleep, which was more than enough to prove that Song Qiting had not come back for the entire night.

That's right, she had beaten Yu Yifei so heavily, how could he not feel pain in his heart?

Tang Zhen got up and sat in front of the dressing table. She took out the ointment from her bag with one hand and couldn't move her arm. She could only use her teeth to untie the bandages on her arm.

She gritted her teeth and endured the pain as she removed the gauze layer by layer. The water from her wound tightly stuck to the gauze, wanting to turn it into something even more torturous.

Tang Zhen only felt as if millions of ants were gnawing at her heart, and every part of her body was covered in cold sweat from the pain she felt when she was exposed.

Finally, the gauze was completely removed by her, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped onto her arms at the same time the gauze was thrown away.

The piece of skin was completely detached from the flesh and floated up. However, that layer of skin was not completely dead yet, and the flesh inside was not solid either. She could only endure the pain as she received the bandages.

However, removing the gauze had exhausted Tang Zhen's entire body's energy, she did not have any more strength to apply the medicine, causing Tang Zhen to feel dizzy, then she lied down on the dressing table and gasped for air.

"Tang Zhen?" The bedroom door suddenly opened. Song Qiting, who had not returned for the night, quickly rushed over, "What are you doing?"

Song Qiting watched intently as the wound on her arm fiercely stabbed into her heart. Tang Zhen's pale face was already drenched with sweat, and in an instant, all the scolding words around her mouth were swallowed.

He carried Tang Zhen onto the bed and leaned him against her back with the pillow. Then, he hurriedly took the ointment and clean bandages from the dressing table to bandage her.

"Why don't you let the servants help you?"

Song Qiting chided angrily. Looking at how Tang Zhen was pretending to be strong, he really wanted to dig out her heart to see what exactly was stubborn about.

The pain was no longer as intense as before. She slowly opened her eyes, and coincidentally, the image of Song Qiting's face, which could overthrow the world, appeared.

"I can do it myself."

Tang Zhen said softly, her soft voice allowing Song Qiting to barely hear a bit more clearly. After she finished speaking, she once again powerlessly closed her eyes.

"Do you really think you're that strong? Tang Zhen, you can't be like a woman, gentle and weak."

Song Qiting shouted in annoyance, but he still applied the medicine on her carefully, afraid that he would hurt her.

How could Tang Zhen have the strength to bicker with Song Qiting? In his daze, his weak gaze just happened to land on Song Qiting's body.

He carefully applied the medicine on himself and ruthlessly smashed Tang Zhen's heart. His gentle appearance was like an illusion, causing Tang Zhen's heart to ache uncontrollably.

Why did he give her such a ridiculous illusion when she was in despair, causing her to mistake Song Qiting already started to care about her?

But only Tang Zhen knew in her heart how cold Song Qiting's heart was. If it was in the past, even if a moth flew into a flame, she would not hesitate to chase after him.

But now, she was afraid. She didn't have any strength left.

"Does it hurt?"

Song Qiting would carefully blow on her every time he smeared her, and he would even ask her about it later with great concern.

No matter how firm Tang Zhen's heart was, there would always be a moment when he would collapse in favor of such a policy.

She looked at Song Qiting walking in circles, carefully wrapping her body with gauze, and finally couldn't resist and opened her mouth.

"Song Qiting, why are you suddenly worried about me?"

When she asked this question, even Tang Zhen himself regretted it. She suddenly laughed at herself and lowered her head.

"What do you have to care about? I just don't want the outside world to know anything that would affect the company's reputation."

When Tang Zhen asked that question, he subconsciously froze for a moment. Of course he couldn't let Tang Zhen find such an urgent reason to hold back until he had feelings for her.

But this reason was extremely enjoyable for Tang Zhen, didn't she already know this would happen?

"Yes."

Tang Zhen weakly "Yes" sound could be heard as he allowed her to rest on the bed.

"From today onwards, you don't have to go to the hospital. Yi Fei will be discharged tomorrow." As Song Qiting spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Tang Zhen before continuing, "I plan to let her stay at the villa. There will be someone here to take care of her and it will be more convenient for her to travel."

Song Qiting also didn't think that he would actually report such a trivial matter to Tang Zhen. He was extremely disdainful in the past, and he had even never changed a single thing that he had decided on.

"This is your house. If you want to live here, you can live there. I have no right to ask."

Tang Zhen said coldly, with an indifferent look, as if it was none of his business. Once again, he infuriated Song Qiting.

Tang Zhen's performance, had already completely exceeded the limits of his tolerance.

"It's good that you know that."

Song Qiting gritted his teeth as he pulled out the voice, he glared at Tang Zhen, his heart filled with anger.

After he finished speaking, he left the bedroom with a bang. The huge bedroom instantly became deathly silent.

After knowing that Song Qiting had left, Tang Zhen slowly opened his eyes. There were no undulations in his eyes, only a cold aura that prevented others from seeing him.

"Buzz …"

Tang Zhen's phone suddenly rang, the impatient phone kept urging her.

Tang Zhen looked at the name jumping on the screen, and then helplessly picked up the phone.

"Eldest Miss Xu, what do you want now?"

The person who called him was Xu Miaomiao, Song Qiting's cousin.

It was quite laughable to talk about the relationship between her and Xu Miaomiao. When they were in school, they had originally hated each other and couldn't tolerate each other.

But later, when Xu Miaomiao got to know Yu Yifei, he realized that he hated Yu Yifei a little more than she did. Furthermore, at that time, Song Qiting had a deep love for Yu Yifei.

So the protective brother, Xu Miaomiao, who adhered to the principle of "the enemy of an enemy is a friend", actually took the initiative to befriend her.

However, it was strange that two people who had originally wanted to strangle each other suddenly became closer and closer. Even she herself found it laughable.

After interacting with her for a long time, she discovered that Xu Miaomiao was actually an extremely straightforward girl. When doing things, she would never hide it, and it made Tang Zhen feel very comfortable.

Therefore, after marrying into the Song Family for so many years, the only person who could give her a good face was Xu Miaomiao.

"Hey, Tang Zhen, what do you mean by looking down on me? Explain it clearly."

Xu Miaomiao's loud voice shook the phone so much that it left her ear. Tang Zhen understood the height of her decibels the best.