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Shen Wan replied, “What if I don’t want to?”

“Don’t be silly, you need to rest now.”

“I can rest at home.”

Quan Hanting was feeling helpless. “But you haven’t taken your medicine yet.”

“I can take it home.”

“Shen Wan!”

“I’m here, Sixth Uncle.” She still had a pale face, but her smile carried a hint of mischief, making her eyes, hidden behind dark makeup, come alive.

“Do you plan to go back to the Shen family like this?” He carried her out of the elevator and walked straight through the living room.

“Like what?”

Quan Banting’s deep gaze swept over her face, then down her neck, chest, abdomen, legs, and finally settled on her right elbow. “How do you plan to explain this? Did you fall? Or were you robbed on the way?”

“Both could work.”

“What about this outfit?”

Shen Wan choked up, unable to speak.

A faint smile flickered in Quan Hanting’s eyes and vanished in an instant. “If you don’t want to arouse suspicion among the Shen family, then stay obediently.”

Shen Wan was speechless. What else could she say?

“Since you don’t like taking the elevator, we can take the stairs.” With that, Quan Hanting had already reached the entrance of the spiral staircase, carrying Shen Wan in his arms, and began climbing.

Every step was rock-solid as if he were holding a small kitten or puppy in his arms, not a fully grown adult.

While Shen Wan was slender, she had intentionally put on some weight over the past few months, adding around six pounds to her frame since she arrived at the Shen family’s estate. She was nearly at a hundred pounds now, but as Quan Hanting carried her effortlessly, his expression remained composed and unruffled. If it weren’t for her recent weigh-in, Shen Wan might have wondered if she had somehow developed a “phantom weight.”

At the same time, in the underground clinic room.

“Little Ting Ting, it hurts so much! I need a hug… Oh, it hurts so much! Hold me tight…” Lushen pitched his voice oddly, and with his hands hanging around Chu Yujiang’s neck, the latter had no choice but to hold him. With a weight of one hundred and forty pounds, he was inwardly on the verge of collapse.

“Yes, just like that, hold me tight!” Lushen looked intoxicated. “Oh, my God, your embrace is so warm, like a volcanic eruption in the Arctic, the flames igniting in the desert, a wild rose blooming in a grassy field—”

Chu Yujiang could no longer bear it and said, “Young Seventh Lord, it’s such a waste you didn’t become an actor.”

“Humph! Why are you shaking? Hold me steady! Let me tell you, this is called ‘immersing oneself in the role’ and ‘passionate acting.’ Do you believe that right now, Shen Wan, that little vixen, is probably cuddled up in Sixth Brother’s arms, whispering even more lovey-dovey words than I just did?”

“…I don’t believe it.”

Lushen jumped down from him and delivered a smack to Chu Yujian’s head in frustration. “You’re so clueless! When Sixth Brother’s heart is stolen away by her, you’ll see how formidable she is!”

Chu Yujiang shook his head, his eyes filled with unconditional trust and almost blind admiration for his young master. “That day will never come.”

Lushen grumbled and left a parting remark, “Just wait and see…” He then dashed over to Zou Lian, panting, “Mr. Zou, I’m injured too.”

“So?” Zou Lian looked up with a faint glance, his eyes brushing over the bruise on Lushen’s temple, quite evident.

“Why didn’t Sixth Brother ask you to treat me?”

“Maybe…” Zou Lian hesitated. “Because you’re not a vixen?”

Lushen was taken aback, not expecting this from Mr. Zou!

Unable to bear it, Zou Lian added, “Once I’ve prepared the medicine, I’ll take a look at your injury.”

Lushen pouted. “Why does her treatment come first, and I have to wait? Sixth Brother is biased, and now you’re just like him?”

Chu Yujiang stared at the herbs boiling in the pot, occasionally stirring them. He then chimed in, “Because she’s a vixen, and you’re not.”

Lushen was speechless.

It seemed like the whole world was ganging up on him!