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When she woke up, the light was still on in her room. She turned her head and looked out the window. It was pitch-black. She couldn't have slept all day, right?

As he moved his body, he grimaced in pain.

Han Mo sat at the side, looking at the computer. Upon hearing the voice, he quickly put the computer down and leaned over, "You're awake?"

"Water …" Her mouth opened, and her throat was dry and sore, with only one simple syllable.

"Don't move, I'll go get the water." Han Mo hurriedly got off the bed to get a cup of water, then helped her sit up and gave her a mouthful after mouthful of water to drink.

After that, he covered her with the blanket and touched her forehead. He then said to himself, "Yes, the fever has passed."

"You're still weak. Sleep a little longer. Call me if you need anything."

After saying that, he sat down in front of the computer again. He began typing on it, but no one knew what he was writing on.

Qiao Xinran felt sarcastic, what was he doing now? Paying attention? He had tortured her to such a state, and now he was trying to make up for it?

This was what it meant by slapping her hand and giving her a sweet date? She didn't need that.

As if he had felt her gaze, Han Mo turned around and looked at her, faintly smiled, and said gently, "What's wrong? Can't sleep? "Are you hungry? I had Aunt Li boil some porridge, do you want to eat some?"

The way she said that was filled with tenderness and doting; it was an appearance Qiao Xinran had never seen before.

If he had not tormented and insulted her like before, she would have been moved and grateful to him for being so gentle to her.

But now, she wouldn't.

In her eyes, that doting face only made her feel disgusted.

He didn't answer and just turned his face away and closed his eyes.

Before she could wake up, she heard Han Mo talking to the Uncle Chang, "I'll go to the company first. When Young Mistress wakes up later, let her eat the medicine, then we can make porridge. "Also, tell her to rest more, just say that I've already applied for leave from school."

After a while, he heard Uncle Chang's voice. It was old and warm. "Young master has gone too far this time, but I'll still say the same thing. Young master has his own difficulties, you can't bear grudges against him …"

Can't hate him? Could she not hate him when he killed her one day? You still want to feel that your death is worth it?

Qiao Xinran wanted to open her eyes and argue with Uncle Chang, but his eyelids felt as if they were pressed down by a thousand kilograms, and couldn't open it no matter what.

He slept all the way until noon the next day before he slowly woke up. After stretching his body a little, he felt much better than before. Recalling the words he had heard in his dream, he felt that it was surreal.

Uncle Chang ordered her to drink some medicine and eat some porridge, but Qiao Xinran did not say anything, she was obedient. After the meal, he ignored the Uncle Chang and took a taxi to school.

As soon as they entered the dorm, Yan Rong pounced on them with bared fangs and brandished claws, "Be honest and lenient, be strict with me. Tell me, what have you been doing these two days? Are you planning to elope with a man? "

Qiao Xinran waved his hands, "No, what are you thinking about in your mind everyday? It's just a cold. Look, her eyes are still red and her throat is hurting. "

Seeing her haggard look, it was only then that Huaiyan believed her. She quickly poured a cup of water and helped her sit on the bed. She even told her to be careful not to run around and to rest more.

Qiao Xinran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's just a cold, it's not like I'm seriously ill, to let you gather so many people, others might think that I'm paralyzed and unable to take care of myself."

"I was just trying to get you to get better as soon as possible, you're really naughty!" She even turned on the humidifier, saying that the reason she had a cold was because the autumn air was too dry and had to be replenished with water at any time. After Barabala spoke for a long time, Qiao Xinran's head started to hurt.

However, compared to seeing Han Mo's fake face, she felt much more comfortable now.

After talking for a long time, she finally remembered what she was doing and said that Professor Zhou had come looking for her in the morning.

Qiao Xinran remembered that she had promised to think about it, but she forgot about it in the blink of an eye. But was the consideration she said necessary?

No matter how he thought about it, the result was the same. Han Mo would never let her go.

Besides, she couldn't abandon her father.

In the afternoon, after class, she went to find Professor Zhou, saying that she had made up her mind. There was no way out now, so it was better not to go this time.

Professor Zhou smiled. "I understand. At your age, love is paramount. You can't care about anything else." "However, it's a pity. This really is a good opportunity …"

How could Qiao Xinran not know about it? She had been waiting for this kind of opportunity for so many years.

However, the heavens didn't allow her to do as she pleased. She was simply unable to ignore the people and matters around her.

Leaving Teacher Zhou's office, he looked at his watch. It was already past six. He had originally wanted to go see his father, but there was no time. He decided to wait until the next time.

After taking the books back to her dorm, he went straight to the cafeteria.

Ouyang Shangqing was sitting in front of the piano, casually playing a tune, but like him right now, he had lost some of his soul.

Seeing Qiao Xinran coming in, her eyes immediately lit up, and she could not help but smile.

"Sorry, I …"

Ah Xin already told me by phone, I heard that you are very sick, how is it, is everything alright? If you're still not feeling well, then go home and rest. " Ouyang Shangqing was very open-minded, but even if he wasn't, he couldn't do it. After all, he was the wife of the Young Master Mo, who would dare to control her?

Qiao Xinran smiled, no matter what, being cared for by others was a good feeling.

"I made you worry. It's almost done."

Ouyang Shangqing nodded his head, "That's good, it looks like I don't need to explain to the guests today. You don't know, that day after you finished playing, the customer's reaction was extremely good. For the past two days, he has specifically come to listen to you play the zither. "

"Really?" Qiao Xinran's eyes widened, she never thought that the song she casually played would have such an effect.

Of course, a lot of people asked me if I had hired a famous master, and I made up a story to fool them." "You are much stronger than those masters. Perhaps in a few days, I can open a branch.

Ouyang Shangqing's words were true, but he did not lie. Indeed, there were a lot of people asking about Qiao Xinran in the past few days, but all of them had been duped by him.

Since she promised Han Xin that she would keep this a secret, of course she couldn't go back on her words.