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When she returned to her senses, a man was standing in front of her bed. The head lamp's chandelier stung her eyes and she tried to cover her eyes with her hands. Only then did An Xiaochu notice that there were still needles on the back of her hands.

Where was she?

"Little girl, you're awake?" Before she could even open her mouth, the old man had already answered the question that was on her mind, "You have a fever. The Su Family's brat sent you here and told me to come over and take a look for you. After you've finished beating this bottle of glucose, you'll be fine. Is there anything else you would like to ask? "

The brat from the Su Family, was Su Di the one who saved her?

An Xiaochu shook her head, "Sorry for the trouble."

The person who had just woken up had a hoarse voice.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by the sound of a butler walking in.

"Miss An, how are you feeling right now? Are you feeling better?"

Since the Steward Yao came over at this time, it must be because Qin Ziang thought of something.

Although she did not want to care about it, out of politeness, An Xiaochu still nodded her head.

"It's like this, young master has considered the condition of Miss An's body and decided to give him a week's leave. Also, regarding the matter of turning on the cold air, young master has already punished the maid accordingly, we will return justice to Miss An."

Help her seek justice?

She must have been feverish.

"Wait, what cold air?" An Xiaochu stroked her forehead, her face showing unconcealable exhaustion.

Steward Yao looked at her. Seeing that she was still confused, he purposely slowed his speech: "The reason for Miss An's high fever, is probably because she had breathed too much cold air. We found out that one of the servant girls had done something on purpose, Young Master had already punished her to drag the floor in the hall."

Hearing Steward Yao's explanation, An Xiaochu heaved a sigh of relief. So that's how it was.

"I understand. Go back."

Steward Yao did not move.

An Xiaochu raised her head doubtfully: "Is there anything else?"

Clearing his throat slightly, Steward Yao said in a flat tone, "Miss An, Young Master said that he will visit you at the hospital late in the afternoon."

Hearing this, An Xiaochu immediately opened her eyes wide, anger rising from the bottom of her heart. "What is he doing here? Watch me make a fool of myself? Or do you want to forcefully bring me back and lock me up again? "

Steward Yao stood at the side and did not say anything. After a while, he slowly spoke out, "I've already brought the young master's message to Miss An. Please take care, young miss."

With that, he walked out of the room.

An Xiaochu's anger still had not subsided as she stared at the needle on the back of her hand. She really wanted to pull it off, run out of the hospital and escape from the control of that damned man.

She could only blame herself for being too weak to even have the strength to pull out the needle, let alone escape.

Well, actually it was because she was afraid of blood …

An Xiaochu was currently immersed in her own world, and practically completely ignored the existence of the old man beside him.

The old man lightly coughed, and reminded An Xiaochu: "Who was that butler just now? Do you know him? "

"Yes."

"Then who was the Young Master he mentioned earlier?" The old man asked curiously. He could tell that the butler was not from Su Di's house.

An Xiaochu turned her head and looked at the old man. Seeing the confusion on his face, An Xiaochu couldn't help but find it funny.

"That young master is me …" An Xiaochu paused slightly, "My boss."

"Young Master Su and my boss are... "Good friend." And I'd like to add a few words for a million of the girls

Suddenly, a series of footsteps came from outside the door. It sounded a bit brisk.

"Oh, boy from the Su Clan is here." The old man had sharp ears and could tell the moment he heard this.

Just as expected, the one who pushed open the door was Su Di. He had a paper bag in his hand and a faint smile on his face.

"You're awake?" He walked over to the bed and placed the paper bag on the bedside table. "You must be hungry after sleeping for so long, right?" I brought you something to eat, see if it suits your appetite. "

An Xiaochu, who was sitting on the bed, felt a cool breeze brush against her face. Su Di's smile was like a warm sun, dispersing the haze and grievances in her heart, shining all the way into the bottom of her heart, rippling along with her emotions.

"Cough cough, Young Master Su, thank you … "You." An Xiaochu was completely moved.

The corner of Su Di's mouth raised upwards. He let out a soft laugh, and his gentle tone almost melted An Xiaochu's heart: "Why are you thanking me? There's no need to be so formal."

The difference! There was no difference if there was no comparison! They were all young masters from wealthy families, why was there such a huge difference in personality? Su Di was so considerate and knew how to take care of people, but what about Qin Ziang? They only tyrannically commanded and ordered others to do things!

The corner of Su Di's mouth curled up slightly, a smile filled with bewitching tenderness and tenderness appeared in his eyes. An Xiaochu stared at him blankly, but actually forgot to eat for a moment.

"Cough, cough, cough." The old man's cough interrupted An Xiaochu's train of thoughts. She regained her senses and quickly lowered her head to eat a few mouthfuls of food.

Damn it, wasn't he too presumptuous just now? He actually dared to stare at the face of another …

An Xiaochu's face gradually turned hot, and was as red as a cooked prawn. Su Di took a good look at her expression, and her brows couldn't help but be dyed with a bit of gentleness.

The old man at the side shrewdly smelled the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them and could not help but cover his mouth as he secretly laughed, "It seems like I'm not needed here. Boy Su Clan, if there's nothing else, I will not bother you guys here."

After the old man left the sickroom, An Xiaochu slowly raised her head. She had already finished all the food in the bowl.

"Who is that old man?" He looks quite old, but his mouth is really sharp. " An Xiaochu asked Su Di while biting on his chopsticks.

"You're talking about him." Su Di pursed his lips and laughed, "He's an old artist and also my piano teacher."

"Arts..." Artist? "Teacher!" An Xiaochu was flabbergasted and opened her mouth. What was it, that old man was wearing a white tank top and shorts, such casual everyday dressing, she never thought that the other party was actually an artist, and even Su Di's teacher!

"His name is Pan Yue. The two of us have a good relationship, and he's also a teacher and a friend. Others might say that we're more like a father and son."

An Xiaochu nodded, as if she had understood something.

Su Di tidied up the things she had finished and considerately poured a cup of warm water.

"Thank you." An Xiaochu was caught off guard.

Su Di glanced at the hanging bottle: "The water is almost up, where do you want to go later?"

Hearing Su Di's question, An Xiaochu who was on the bed was slightly stunned. Where do you want to go? Now that she was in such a sorry state, where else could she go?

Steward Yao's words suddenly appeared in his mind: Young master said that he would come to see you at the hospital later this afternoon.

An Xiaochu could not help but shiver, and almost overturned the chopsticks beside the bed.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her pale face, Su Di could not help but frown.

"Young Master Su, can you do me a favor?" An Xiaochu bit her lips. Actually, she didn't want to trouble Su Di, but right now, other than him, there was no one else by her side who could help her.

"What is it? I'll definitely help you. " Su Di's face became serious.

"Can you take me out of the hospital?"

An Xiaochu's anxious face was reflected in Su Di's eyes. He knew that An Xiaochu was afraid of Qin Ziang, and she had also seen what she did, only that this time, his actions were indeed a bit excessive.

"Alright." Su Di almost didn't hesitate at all as he nodded his head seriously.

The gigantic boulder that was hanging in her heart finally landed safely as An Xiaochu leaned on the bed and exhaled. Didn't Steward Yao say that Qin Ziang had given him a week's leave? Okay, then she would seize this hard-won opportunity and enjoy it.

Two days after Sudi took her to a cabin near his sea, she'd learned a few new pieces of piano music and practiced them over and over again with great interest.

When she received the call from Cui Cui, it was noon. The moment An Xiaochu opened the lid of the zither, her phone started to vibrate with a "weng weng" sound.

"Cui Cui?" Hearing a familiar voice on the other end of the line, she immediately recognized it as her.

"Little Chu, where are you?" Cui Cui's tone was especially anxious, "You've almost killed me. If you didn't come back, I would have thought something would have happened!"

An Xiaochu felt warmth in her heart, and she chuckled: "No matter what, I'm an adult, I still have the ability to take care of myself. Oh right, I'm on break right now."

"Holiday? "Son of Qin …" When Cui Cui said till here, she suddenly felt that something was amiss, she paused for a moment and immediately changed her words, "Young Master Qin actually gave you a fake name?"

"Well, what is it? What's so surprising about that? "

A strange noise came from the other side of the phone, An Xiaochu frowned, took the phone away from her ear and activated the hands-free function.

"Cui Cui? Are you still there? "

She was answered only by the constant noise and intermittent voices.

"Is the signal bad?" An Xiaochu muttered in suspicion, she picked up her phone and walked out the door, but the call suddenly ended at this moment.

In the evening, An Xiaochu received a message from Cui Cui: I'm also on vacation. I'll see you tomorrow at noon at the coffee shop in the plaza.

She did not pay much attention and just turned off her phone and lay down.

"What kind of man are you, what kind of man …"

An Xiaochu was still reluctant to leave with Zhou Ye. She sleepily touched the pillow from the side and covered the phone that was on the bed with her hands.

When she thought about her date with Cui Cui today, An Xiaochu unwillingly stood up and stretched her back.

After washing up, she specially picked out a set of dresses from the luggage she had brought, put them on and went out.

As An Xiaochu walked on the busy street, he had a strange feeling in her heart. Suspiciously, she slowed her pace and deliberately took two small steps forward. Unexpectedly, the feeling just now became more and more intense, as if someone was following behind her …