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"Young master, something's wrong."

Du Yuan reported on the situation while holding his phone.

To think that someone as powerful as him would be squatting at the entrance of the school and staring at a girl every day, he was truly a waste of talent.

"Han Sifeng …"

Just as Han Sifeng reached the school gate and was about to take a taxi to leave, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

That voice caused her heart to feel sour.

"Are you in a hurry to be reborn?" Han Muyun chased after her with an ugly expression, reaching out his hand to support her.

At noon, he went to eat with the young miss. Although he was worried about Han Sifeng, he couldn't show it on his face.

The moment he came back, Han Muyun went to the hospital to find Han Sifeng with the excuse of going to the student union.

But the doctor told him that Han Sifeng wanted to leave the hospital and go home to rest...

"If you are injured, you should be hospitalized properly. What if you become inflamed and have a fever?" Who will take care of you at home? " Han Muyun asked somewhat angrily.

Yes, who would take care of her?

Han Sifeng thought back to her childhood, lying in the hospital, surrounded by people.

Dad, Mom, Han Muyun... They were inseparable.

And now …

Who else would take care of her other than himself?

"Truly willful … "I'll send you back. You are not allowed to move around at home. If you have any problems, immediately call me." When Han Muyun saw her lower her head in silence, he sighed and said.

"Yes." Han Sifeng nodded slightly.

"If you feel any discomfort, call me immediately and tell me. You're not allowed to hold it in." Han Muyun warned again and again with worry.

He knew Han Sifeng's temper. Until the last moment, she would never trouble anyone.

Even if it was him.

"Yes." Han Sifeng acknowledged again.

Han Muyun looked at her and hesitated to speak.

He knew that she was definitely in a bad mood today, but he couldn't do anything.

"Don't cook tonight, I'll bring you something delicious." Han Muyun took a taxi and said to Han Sifeng.

"Yes." Han Sifeng nodded again.

Han Muyun had just sent Han Sifeng to the car when his phone rang.

He took out the phone and frowned.

"I'll get the driver to take you downstairs. Send me a text when you get home." Han Muyun took out the money and handed it over to the driver, "Please take it to the western courtyard's 8th floor."

A faint sense of loss surfaced in Han Sifeng's heart when he saw how hurried he looked.

Thinking about it, he had often disappeared after taking a look at the phone during this period of time. It was all because of Ouyang Qingxue, right?

Although... Ouyang Qingxue's family background was good and beautiful. Every boy wanted to marry into her family, but Han Sifeng had always thought that Han Muyun was different.

Han Muyun wouldn't willingly be enslaved by a girl because of her looks and family background.

He must have something to hide, or... Was he threatened by Ouyang Qing Xue?

Han Sifeng looked at the scenery outside as his heart was in turmoil.

When Han Sifeng's taxi reached the ground floor, a motorcycle also drove over.

Han Sifeng thought about the scene of Han Muyun being helped to go to school when he was injured.

Now, he was the only one left, walking with difficulty.

"Tsk, your leg is injured, but you can still run so fast. You really think you're a rabbit!"

Hearing such sarcastic remarks, Han Sifeng turned around and saw that Liu Zihui had followed him from an unknown time. She parked her motorcycle beside the flower bed, threw her helmet and walked over handsome.

"Why are you …" Han Sifeng wanted to ask her how she skipped class.

"Why can't I come? Looking at you, can you still walk? " Of course, Liu Zihui would not go to class again.

She was in a mess now, waiting for the house to clean her up.

Before this, she would never go to the classroom and listen to others talk about her behind her back.

Originally, she wanted to go see Han Sifeng in the afternoon, but the doctor told her that she had left. When Liu Zihui just walked out of the school gate, she saw Han Muyun standing by the taxi and saying something.

She was too lazy to see Han Muyun again, so she followed the taxi.

"Truly pitiful. Others were injured, but someone took care of them. You were injured, so you could only come back alone." Liu Zihui knew that Han Sifeng was in a bad mood, but he still poked her a little bit.

"Han Muyun cannot skip class." Han Sifeng feebly tried to defend himself.

"Heh, still speaking up for others." Liu Zihui grabbed Han Sifeng's walking stick. Seeing that Han Sifeng almost stumbled and fell, she reached out her hand to grab him.

"Why did you come here?" Han Sifeng changed the topic.

"Don't think that I'm trying to curry favor with you. I don't want you to say a few good words for me in front of Han Muyun!" Liu Zihui snorted coldly and did not answer the question directly. "You saw it too, this young miss dumped Han Muyun today …"

"Don't be sad …" Han Sifeng said softly, "Xiao Yun didn't do it on purpose."

"Fuck Han Muyun, you're not allowed to mention him in the future!" Liu Zihui interrupted him rudely, "Your injuries aren't fully healed yet, why did you come back?"

"If you're injured, then you have to move more. Only then will you recover faster." Han Sifeng had his own theory.

Liu Zihui looked at her with a complicated expression, let out a cold snort, and stopped talking.

Where Injured... As long as he ignored them, he would be able to recover quickly.

The same was true for his wounded heart.

"F * ck, you only have food in the fridge, not even a little bit of junk food. How are you going to let me live?"

Liu Zihui helped Han Sifeng back home and went out to find something to eat.

They shared a box of rice at noon, but it was not enough to fill their stomachs.

However, even though Han Sifeng's refrigerator looked big, he couldn't find anything like biscuits or snacks inside. All he found were fruits, vegetables or meat …

"It's time to grow up. It's not healthy to eat those things." Han Sifeng sat on the sofa, carefully turning his body to the side so he wouldn't have to press on his wound.

"Your family should be looking for a nanny, right? "Look at you, you're so young and you spend your days researching what to eat!" In the blink of an eye, Liu Zihui saw the thick recipe on the side shelf and could not help but shake his head. "I wonder what your parents are thinking. Do they really want to turn you into a new century daughter-in-law sample?"

"It's not troublesome anyway. You can eat without worry." Han Sifeng had very high requirements for food.

"What era is it now? What's the future of women cooking at home every day? It's really boring. What men like is passion, passion, do you understand? " Liu Zihui glanced at the shelves, which were filled with boring books. She shook her head and sighed.

"It's useless to not meet the right person." Han Sifeng felt that it was best to eat something good first.

"What do you mean?" Liu Zihui had just lost her love and was very sensitive.

"I can bake you a small cake." Han Sifeng saw her expression change and hastily said.

Her baking skills were very good, but because Han Muyun didn't like dessert, she rarely made these Western pastries.

"No need, let the patient serve me, I can't take it." Liu Zihui said as she picked up an apple from the tea table and took a bite.

"Oh right, why aren't you asking me about that present?" Liu Zihui suddenly asked after glancing at Han Sifeng.

"I thought you didn't want to say it?" Han Sifeng did not want to force others into a corner.

"Well, maybe if you ask me again, I'll be in the mood to say it." Liu Zihui looked at Han Sifeng sideways and took another bite of the apple.

"Then who is he?" Han Sifeng asked as he listened to her words.

"What I can tell you is, as long as you follow that man, no one will dare bully you." Half of the reason why Liu Zihui dared to provoke Ouyang Qing Xue today was probably because of Ouyang Yu.

She was gambling.

She bet that Ouyang Yu would help her.

After all, she used Han Sifeng's name to beat up that arrogant young miss.

If Ouyang Yuxin had been watching from the sidelines, then Liu Zihui would have suffered a huge loss.

Her family couldn't afford to offend the Ouyang Family.

"Who is he?" Han Sifeng asked again.

"You'll know soon enough." Liu Zihui casually nibbled on a bunch of apples and threw them into the trash can. She took out a tissue and wiped her hands that were wrapped up like a bear's paw as she said this.

"So, after talking for a long time, he still didn't tell me." Han Sifeng couldn't help but frown. If he knew earlier, he wouldn't have asked.

"Alright, I'm leaving now. See you later." Liu Zihui stood up and was about to leave.

She had to ask Ouyang Yu for help.

With the exception of Ouyang Yu, no one could save her.

"Let's have dinner here." Han Sifeng truly wanted to get her to stay, while giving Han Muyun a chance.

If he had to find a 'sister-in-law', Han Sifeng would rather be a straightforward person like Liu Zihui.

"No need, I still have things to do." Liu Zihui turned his face to the side, and his gaze landed on the fresh perfume lily on the table, "Let's go, there's no need to send me off."

"Stay, have a good talk with Xiao Yun …"

"I have nothing to do with that Han guy. There's no reason to take back the words I've said and the water I spilled." After saying that, Liu Zihui walked out of the room. "Little White, you're getting bored."

Han Sifeng was slightly surprised.

Liu Zihui changed into his shoes and continued, "A heavy heart doesn't seem to be suitable for you, so hurry up and change back."

With that, she smiled. "Goodbye."

As he watched the door slowly close, Han Sifeng suddenly remembered Xiao Yin's words — Xiao Feng was not suited for such an expression of worry; he was more suited for smiling as he ran against the wind.

Running against the wind... They were all gone. Who else could see the smile?

Han Sifeng took a deep breath and walked to the lily bouquet, revealing a smile.

Yes, she had to be happy again. Even if no one saw her smile, they had to smile for themselves.

It was already 10: 30 in the morning. The thick information in English made him feel drowsy.

Han Sifeng laid on the bed with all the books on the bed. Her stomach was so hungry that she lost consciousness. Han Muyun, that bastard, still hadn't come back yet.

What do you mean don't cook at night, he'll bring back good food...

Isn't it too late to come back?

Han Muyun returned home chilled from head to toe. Seeing Han Sifeng's door open, she leaned against the headboard with the book in her arms as if she was asleep.

That scourge, Ouyang Qing Xue, had purposefully pestered him not to leave …

Han Muyun put the food bag on the bedside table and arranged the study materials scattered on the bed.

Only he could see Han Sifeng's hard work.

A girl like her, who worked so hard, would definitely have a beautiful future.

Thus, Han Muyun would not allow anyone to affect her future.