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Chen Yiyun originally looked at her back in fascination, and swallowed his saliva. Thinking that she was unwell, he let her rest well.

With a few steps, he walked to Yu Xinrou's side and carried her.

Yu Xinrou could not help but swallow his saliva, he touched his nose and calculated it. With a beauty as his companion, he would be happy to let him go.

Of course Yu Xinrou knew what he was referring to, she blushed from the shame.

You really can't be stubborn enough …

Chen Yiyun gently placed Yu Xinrou on the bed and then planned to carry the little guy who was sleeping soundly away.

Yu Xinrou stopped him from speaking softly, "I want to sleep with darling Xi Ran, don't take him away. Darling will be scared today too, what if I have a nightmare?"

Chen Yiyun raised his eyebrows, and stopped his movements.

Yu Xinrou laid on the bed and held Yu Xinrou in her arms.

Chen Yiyun endured the burning sensation in his heart, and only kissed her forehead.

Yu Xinrou let him hug her, while asking about the nice smell, she comfortably rubbed her nose, feeling sleepy.

"You sleep too."

Recently, she had been keeping a strict watch on his schedule in order to prevent any more stomach problems. Even if she slept, he would still have to sleep.

Seeing that Chen Yiyun agreed, Yu Xinrou quickly immersed herself in her dreams.

Chen Yiyun hugged her all night long. Even if she turned over, his hands would still carry her back.

Today's accident had all three of them in a state of shock. Even someone as calm as Chen Yiyun, had ruthlessly affected his heart when it concerned Yu Xinrou's safety.

… ….

Two days later, at the hospital in the city center.

Yu Xinrou and Yang Hong carried their big bags and walked in the hall on the first floor. They were going to visit Teacher Zhu Zhiwei at the agreed time.

It was said that becoming a master for one day was equivalent to becoming a father to both parties. The amount of blood and sweat that Zhu Zhiwei had expended on the cultivation of these two people was far greater than that of ordinary students.

Originally, Yu Xinrou thought that she would be happy to receive this honor. Now that she found out that another person had received the same treatment, her emotions were extremely complicated.

"Senior brother, do you think Teacher Zhu likes you a little more or me a little more?"

She looked at Yang Hong with her chin on her hands. Although this senior brother of his looked pretty good-looking, and was miles away from Chen Yiyun, he was still considered handsome in the eyes of ordinary people.

Yang Hong laughed lightly, "I still think that you like me a little more."

Yu Xinrou was dissatisfied, "How could that be? It must be me, don't you know how good my teaching skills were back then?

"I've received a lot of scholarships and even got my certificate in two years."

Yang Hong's face was filled with the expression of "keep a low profile, don't brag about it", his heart was bursting with pride.

Yu Xinrou choked, she had no choice but to admit that after two years of examination, she did manage to get a senior translation certificate.

Then, her eyes lit up. She was not going to admit defeat. She swore to divide the upper class into the lower class.

Yu Xinrou shouted loudly, "I even won a gold medal at the national famous school's translation conference, our school's team competition has also won first place."

Every year, the House of Diplomacy gives translation majors a chance to spar and show themselves. At the same time, the House of Diplomacy selects talent based on the results of the competition. It is a mutually beneficial win for both sides.

Yang Hong looked at her with a wry smile, "Are you trying to say that for a team competition to be able to get a placing, you are the only one who can perform so well, right?"

Yu Xinrou laughed and said, "Smart."

"Bullshit!"

The two of them walked to the entrance of Zhu Zhiwei's sickroom. From the small window, they saw the emaciated teacher on the sickbed and the white haired mistress at the side.

Yu Xinrou and the other two had heavy expressions on their faces as they pushed open the door one after another and walked in.

"Teacher, mistress." Yu Xinrou and Yang Hong said in unison.

Zhu Zhiwei, who was on the sickbed, slowly turned his head to look at them.

Zhu Zhiwei's wife Jia Xiu Zhi quickly stood up and smiled lovingly, "Is this Yu Xinrou? "Aiyo, it's been so long since we last saw each other that we almost can't recognize each other. Come, let's take a seat."

Yu Xinrou smiled warmly, "Mistress, long time no see. We are here to visit Teacher. This is the gift we have bought."

"So what if you guys come? Why are you buying gifts? You're too courteous." His wife tried to shirk him.

Yu Xinrou smiled shyly, "Mistress, there's no need to be so polite. It's normal for students to treat their teachers with respect! It's been so long since I last saw you all and you all have all missed me so much! "

"You're the one with the sweet mouth. Ahh, what a good child. Remember to come and visit us."

Jia Xiu Zhi smiled happily, he glanced at Yang Hong who was standing at the side. Her gaze was slightly cold, but Yu Xinrou did not notice, because she had already turned to look at Zhu Zhiwei.

Looking at the emaciated and frail Teacher Zhu, Yu Xinrou's emotions surged in an instant. Thousands of words lingered in her heart, but she could only mutter out, "Teacher …"

Zhu Zhiwei's eyes were moist, his pale face had a slight blush, looking energetic and healthy for a moment, he promised, "Hey, come sit!"

was pulled by his wife to sit down. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly remembered that Yang Hong was still standing at the side.

They just saw Yang Hong standing at the door, holding a present in his hand. He did not put it down.

Yu Xinrou then felt that it was strange, wasn't his senior also his teacher's favorite student? Why didn't he speak to his teacher and even act like a sinner?

She called out to Yang Hong for some reason, "Senior Brother, come and sit here quickly?" Why is this person standing there foolishly?

Zhu Zhiwei looked at him with a serious face, "You sit too."

Yang Hong then opened his mouth respectfully, it was just that his words made Yu Xinrou extremely confused!

"Yes, uncle."

After which, as though he had received an order, he placed the items on the table and sat properly.

Uncle? Is this person trying to show that he has a better relationship than me and my teacher? Hmph, he must have said it on purpose to piss me off.

Yu Xinrou shot him a look of disdain.

Yang Hong sat on the sofa obediently, just like a treasure.

Yu Xinrou felt that it was getting weirder and weirder.

Zhu Zhiwei seemed to have used a lot of effort to open his mouth, his voice stuttering, "Why isn't Yan'er here?"

Seeing him speak so arduously, other than pain in his heart, the only thing Yu Xinrou felt was pain. Teacher must be feeling really bad right now, right?

Yang Hong raised his head and looked at Zhu Zhiwei, his eyes dodging, a little guilty, "She said she will come another day."

Yu Xinrou looked at him suspiciously, he couldn't help but suspect if he had stolen something from his teacher's house, like a mouse that had seen a cat.

She asked Zhu Zhiwei, "Teacher, who is Yan'er?"