"Huh? Yao-yao, but I'm already full..." Shen Yushu said, clutching her stomach.

"No, eat a little more. Your chest is too small — you need to make it bigger!" Gu Mengyao glared at Shen Yushu and shot her a meaningful look.

Shen Yushu had no idea what Yao-yao was up to, but seeing how badly she wanted her to keep eating, she could only rise to her feet and go get more food. But Gu Mengyao beat her to it — she dashed into the kitchen and piled all the remaining rice and stir-fried dishes onto Shen Yushu's plate.

"Huh? That much..." Shen Yushu was startled.

"Eat up. You're at the age where you're still growing — you have to eat more!" After saying this, Gu Mengyao saw that Shen Yushu wasn't picking up her chopsticks, so she lowered her voice and whispered in her ear: "If you're a good girl, I'll let you be the little wife someday!"

"Oh, okay, I'll eat then." Shen Yushu perked up again at these words, and making a difficult decision, she picked up her chopsticks and began to eat with great effort.

Wei Zhao watched dumbfounded as Shen Yushu slowly but surely polished off every last bit of food, then stood up speechlessly. It looked like his plan to bring Tang Yun a meal had gone up in smoke.

Having finished all the food, Shen Yushu couldn't even stand up anymore. She collapsed onto the sofa and didn't move a muscle. Wei Zhao said a word to the young mistress and then headed to the hospital to visit Tang Yun.

And Gu Mengyao had no reason to stop Wei Zhao — in fact, she had no way to stop him.

Seeing Wei Zhao appear in the hospital room, full of vim and vigor, Tang Yun was overjoyed. She had been worried about his injuries before, but now it seemed he was perfectly fine.

"You came?" Tang Yun ran down from her hospital bed in delightful surprise.

"Mm. Are you feeling better?" Wei Zhao wanted to embrace Tang Yun, but she shyly dodged away.

"I'm fine now. My forehead doesn't hurt at all anymore..." Tang Yun had dodged Wei Zhao earlier and, afraid he might be upset, explained in a small voice: "This is a hospital room, there are so many people around. If my mom comes by later and sees us, it wouldn't be good..."

"Heh heh..." Wei Zhao chuckled. "I actually made food at home earlier and wanted to bring you some, but Shen Yushu ate it all."

"Mm..." What Tang Yun wanted wasn't a meal — it was Wei Zhao's thoughtfulness. As long as he was thinking of her, she was happy. She wanted to ask what exactly the relationship was between Wei Zhao and Gu Mengyao, but she couldn't bring herself to speak. She was afraid Wei Zhao would think her petty.

After a night of calm, that bold Tang Yun had long since reverted to her former self. Without Gu Mengyao there to egg her on, she found it hard to make those daring moves. Thinking about it now made her feel embarrassed and shy — was the person from yesterday really herself?

"Actually, the reason I transferred to Songshan City was that an elder asked me to come here and look after Gu Mengyao. You could say it's my job." Before Tang Yun could even ask, Wei Zhao began to explain. These were things he would have to tell Tang Yun sooner or later — it was only a matter of when. Now that she and the young mistress had already met, Wei Zhao told Tang Yun everything he could: "The very first day I transferred here, I moved into Gu Mengyao's villa. In the past she rarely interfered in my personal affairs, but yesterday, probably because I went to get revenge for you without telling her first, I set her off..."

Wei Zhao laid out his relationship with the young mistress for Tang Yun without hiding anything. After all, there was nothing in all of this that needed hiding, and Wei Zhao spoke in the spirit of stating the facts as they were.

"Oh... I see!" Having heard Wei Zhao's detailed explanation, Tang Yun felt much more at ease. After all, Wei Zhao had said this was his job — that his main purpose in coming to Songshan City was to look after that young mistress, Gu Mengyao.

"Yeah. Now that you know the truth, are you angry?" Wei Zhao asked.

"When have I ever been that petty? It's your job — how could I interfere?" Though Tang Yun said this, she still felt a tiny bit uncomfortable inside. After all, Wei Zhao was living under the same roof as two beauties, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu — how could Tang Yun possibly not care at all?

"Once I start university and get a dorm, it'll be better," Wei Zhao said.

"Mm... Oh right, yesterday, they said you'd kissed them both, and even touched them..." Tang Yun grew a little embarrassed here and paused before continuing: "And that you often have th... threesomes?"

"..." Wei Zhao was somewhat speechless. "Threesomes? How could that be? If I really were having threesomes with them, would they still let me meet with you?"

"That's true!" Tang Yun wasn't stupid either. If Wei Zhao really were having threesomes with the young mistress and Xiao Shu every day, they would surely keep him on a tight leash — how could they possibly let him meet with her?

"And what about the kissing, and touching them?" Tang Yun couldn't help but ask again.

"Didn't I already tell you... a drink I'd had was drunk by Gu Mengyao, so that counts as an indirect kiss..." Wei Zhao smiled bitterly. "And Shen Yushu — she was drowning, so I gave her artificial respiration. As for touching her, that was also during the artificial respiration..."

"Is that really how it was?" Though Tang Yun asked this, in truth she already believed Wei Zhao.

"Really." Wei Zhao nodded.

"Then can the gauze on my head be taken off now?" Tang Yun asked.

"Huh?" Wei Zhao was taken aback. Tang Yun's train of thought had jumped quite a distance, hadn't it? A moment ago she was asking about him and the young mistress, and now she was suddenly concerned about the gauze on her head?

How could Wei Zhao know that Tang Yun was desperate to find out whether her face had been disfigured? If it really had been, Tang Yun was truly afraid she wouldn't be able to compete with Gu Mengyao! Though Tang Yun didn't say it aloud, faintly, a woman's sixth sense told her that Gu Mengyao's behavior toward Wei Zhao seemed to be about more than just what Wei Zhao had described — just going to get revenge without reporting to her!

Yesterday at Fatty Lai's villa, Gu Mengyao's behavior could clearly be interpreted as jealousy — vying for affection! Of course, Wei Zhao didn't mention it, and Tang Yun wouldn't bring it up either.

"It should be fine now. Let me take it off and have a look," Wei Zhao said, reaching out to undo the gauze on Tang Yun's head.

And Tang Yun lowered her head, somewhat eagerly awaiting the moment the gauze would come off and she would see the state of her forehead.

"Ha..." Wei Zhao looked at Tang Yun's smooth, unblemished forehead and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Though he had great confidence in the medicine he had prepared himself, this concerned Tang Yun after all, so he had still been a little nervous.

"How is it?" Tang Yun asked anxiously.

"Just look in the mirror and you'll know," Wei Zhao said with a smile.

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