I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

After lunch, they followed Pei Yizhou back to Jiangting Tower.

This villa area still belongs to Huaxing's industry. It hasn't been long since it was built, there are few people living, and the environment is remote, making it extremely quiet.

Ann wants to be here last time and is not very new to this place.

The assistant opened the door in front, and the three people went in one after another.

There are a few saplings planted in the yard, and there is a pool next to it, inside which the koi are fed to a fat body and swim in the clear water.

Maybe it's because no one came back for a long time, the house was a little calm.

This two-story villa is not big or small, just perfect for a family of three.

"On the second floor is my bedroom. If you like that one, you can also vacate it for you."

Pei Yizhou led them to see the room.

One master bedroom and two guest bedrooms, both with a comfortable balcony.

Good return, but it is not convenient to go to the store.

Seemingly aware of An Xiang's concerns, Pei Yizhou said, "You can go to work with me in the future."

Ann wanted to look over.

Suddenly he realized that what he had just said was not very appropriate, his breath stagnated insignificantly, and then he said: "Don't worry, I won't bother you every day."

"This is your home. It's not an interruption to go back to your own home."

someone's home.

Pei Yizhou stared at that exquisite cheek, and couldn't help but wonder, because this sentence gave rise to countless thoughts.

"If I don't come back, I can ask the driver to take you to work."

"No trouble." Ann wanted to shook his head, "I'll buy a car and drive by myself."

Buy a car and drive by yourself?

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the two men, one large and one small, looked weird when looking at An Xiang.

"You can drive?" An Zimo's tone was full of suspicion. He has been with her for so long, but he doesn't know about it.

An Xiang's ears were flushed, her cheeks bulged glumly, and she whispered for herself: "I know how to drive, I've passed the driver's license!"

She really took the exam.

After sending An Zimo away, I was bored at home, so I signed up for a driver's license test. Although it took a long time, fortunately, the book succeeded in the end. However, An wanted to be timid, and the cost of buying a car was not small, so the driver's license was left in the safe.

An Zimo looked at her up and down, even when she heard her heartfelt feeling weird, so he said, "Really? I don't believe it."

An Xiang's eyes were red with anger.

Pei Yizhou thought the picture was funny, and interrupted the two with a soft cough, "I have two or three cars in my garage, and you will pick one for a while. If you like it, you can drive it, and if you don't like it, let the assistant take you to buy it."

How dare An want to drive Pei Yizhou's car, thinking and knowing that his stocks are either limited editions or expensive cars that are too expensive.

"No need, I'll just drive a cheap car." An thought, "Relax."

Yes, peace of mind.

It doesn't hurt to bump into it.

Pei Yizhou smiled and didn't force it. "The assistant will deliver the stuff later. If there is anything missing, tell them."

Ann wanted to nod her head, very well-behaved.

After Pei Yizhou left, An wanted to wander around the villa, and after confirming that the paparazzi hadn't followed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the swimming pool outside. A pale little face was reflected on the glass windows. An Xiang was so frightened that she turned her head and looked over.

"How come I feel like we are being taken care of by Pei Yizhou."

An Zimo was blunt and his eyes were cold.

An Xiang was startled for a few moments, and pulled his son away, "Why did Mo Mo suddenly say this?"

"He also arranged the stay before; now it is also arranged by him."

An thought: "..." There seems to be so much truth in saying that, she really looks like a little lover who was raised by Pei Yizhou~

She quickly explained: "Last time it was the agreement between me and Mr. Pei, this time it should be temporary. I still want to buy a house of my own for Momo." The demolition money is still there, and the comic copyright here will one day. If it can be sold, there will be a lot of money, and that money is enough to give An Zimo a home.

An Zimo was not happy because of her words, but faintly dissatisfied, he always felt that he had become a drag, so that An Xiang would consider everything for him first.

"I mean it's better for you to have your own business. You don't need to be too attached to Pei Yizhou. You don't need to..." He pursed his lower lip, "Don't care about me too much."

God knows that An Zimo has never said these things for other people's consideration, but today I don't know what to do, and I feel a little unhappy inexplicably.

The remarks on the Internet were too much. He bought dozens of accounts and couldn't get over it. He was even more upset when he saw that An wanted to engage in hidden marriage with Pei Yizhou for himself. There are dissatisfaction with Anxiang, and dissatisfaction with himself. If he is stronger, harder, and richer, how can those things stain their eyes.

Yes, rich.

He wants to become richer and richer than Pei Yizhou! !

An Zimo's eyes were a bit firm.

"Hey."

"what?"

"Do you want to be CEO yourself?"

C. CEO? ? ?

An wanted to swallow his saliva, and cautiously said: "The owner of the milk tea shop is also the CEO, right?"

Pooh!

That's a fart CEO.

An Zimo was very disdainful of this, and asked, "How much money do you have now."

An Xiang told the truth: "Forty million."

Forty million…

An Zimo was shocked, so much demolition expenses?

Ann wanted to say: "I didn't change the previous demolition fee. I originally wanted to buy a house."

But isn't the demolition fee more than 20 million yuan?

An Zimo thought silently, and then thought that it might be the ghost of Pei Yizhou.

But it doesn't matter, he wants Ann to become the CEO and become Bai Fumei, and slap those people who call her Misan in the face!

—Who the **** can't become an overbearing president?

"You give me some money, I can make you rich."

Ann wanted to nod her head, her expression unchanged, "Hmm, how much does Momo want."

"...?"

Is this agreed?

An Zimo's eyes widened, stunned.

"I, I'm not just ten or twenty yuan."

An Xiang still looked calmly: "I know."

An Zimo swallowed, "You believe me? I'm a baby now, you believe me?"

An Xiang was a little dissatisfied with his remarks, "You are not an ordinary baby, you are the genius baby I gave birth to."

The sun was shining outside the window, and she frowned, her eyes full of protection for him.

An Zimo suddenly felt sore in his chest, swelling, and unspeakable emotions occupy the entire chest.

Ann is not clever, has a dumb brain, is too kind and generous to protect herself, and does not have the swift and vigorous methods of her previous mother.

But-

She is the person who trusts him the most in the world, and she doesn't care about his current age, just because he is her son.

This thought caused An Zimo to tremble uncontrollably, his face flushed and flushed, and he was no longer as cold and calm as before.

He brought the computer over, opened the stock market skillfully, chose one of them and said, "This one will invest one million in, and the following will invest 500,000 and 300,000 respectively, and sell it in one month."

An Zimo is smart, and there is no industry that he can't intervene.

When he helped Pei Chen with his homework, he would observe the stock market by the way, and he also knew a little bit about it. He decided to earn less to make An Xiang rest assured, and then convince her to set up a company and spend money on new products.

With a principal of 40 million, it is not a problem to earn 400 million back.

To say that An Xiang would definitely not believe An Zimo before, but now it is different, who is her son? genius! The kind with an IQ of 150!

"I don't want to go to kindergarten anymore. I want to go directly to the juvenile class to prepare for the college entrance examination the next year."

In fact, An Zimo now has no problem taking the college entrance examination directly, but considering his physical condition and Anxiang's ability to accept it, he decided to take one or two years at night.

He originally thought Anxiang would agree, but the other party refused without raising his head: "No." The two words were simply and decisive.

An Zimo pursed his lips, his face collapsed.

An Xiang's eyelashes drooped, resting her right hand on the mouse, scrolling the page at will.

"You can go to school anytime, but there is only one in childhood, and you can't come back if you miss it." She said, choosing stocks to buy.

Her voice was weak, and An Zimo was taken aback again.

An wanted to look at him with a gentle smile, "I know Mo Mo is smart and doesn't really want to play with his peers. But there are a lot of knowledge that adults can't teach, and peers will teach you. Knowledge is not just for adults. Things, so you have to finish kindergarten and get along with your classmates. Don’t despise or despise them just because you are smart."

Ann wanted to finish talking with his son slowly, and then turned and plunged into the boring stock market.

An Zimo blinked. At this moment, he understood that his mother didn't care how special he was or how much wealth his IQ could create. She only hoped that she could become an ordinary child and have a happy childhood.

He couldn't help sitting in front of An Xiang, bit his lower lip, and uttered three words slowly for a while, "...I'm sorry."

The sudden apology made An Xiang very surprised.

An Zimo was not good at this situation. For a while, his ears were red, and he dared not look at her face. So he covered his ears with two small hands, held all the voices from the outside world, and said with a sweet child's voice: "I am carrying you on my back. I'm sorry that stray cats still bite humans."

An Xiang didn't speak, and after a long silence, a touch of warmth bloomed from her eyes.

She raised her hand and stroked the little furry head. The previous medical record was not absolute. Her son... sooner or later will become the warmest sun in the world.

"In two days, we will bring Yangyang back."

An Zimo met those gentle eyes, and focused his head heavily.

"Ok!"

**

At 9:01 the next day, Huaxing Public Relations contacted the Jiangcheng Internet Police on time to issue a rumor-defying notice, and at the same time released video surveillance. In addition, the Huaxing Lawyers Group issued a lawyer's letter to the marketing account that was disseminating false statements.

The public relations team not only released the video of the bear child abuse of the cat, but also released the monitoring of the bear child lifting the girl's skirt not long ago, and even the video of the fat father and mother arguing loudly with the victim at the door.

Child cat abuse and child sexual harassment, the combined nature of the two things instantly became unusual, causing intense social discussions. As for the Internet keyboard men who had previously been outraged to find An and wanted to settle their accounts, they were immediately pulled out of the corpse.

In just one day, the event completely reversed!

-Fuck! Why didn't you kill those silly critics silently!

Silently is the alias that An wants to give to his son in the comics. Fans call him that way. After the biting incident comes out, netizens directly call him his full name.

-They said let the bullet fly for a while, why didn't those people from Bibi come out?

-Fuck! Sexual harassment at a young age is not a **** or **** when he grows up? ? ?

—I still want to scold! Mo Mo, why don't you **** him to death! !

—Unexpectedly, I was slapped in the face, and sincerely apologize.

—I knew that such a beautiful child would not be so bearish! I didn't look away!

—Woo, the announcement says that An Zimo grabbed money to treat the cat. What the **** is this peerless little warm man? @想想鲶Catfish, do you accept a daughter-in-law? The kind who went to college at the age of twenty.

—I said before that there must be something tricky in it, but a group of people didn’t admit it. Now they’ve been beaten in the face, right?

The police report and surveillance threw those family members to death. After this incident, An Xiang had only a few hundred thousand fans and directly increased to three million. The few Weibo accounts instantly increased a wave of retweets and comments, even comics. "I Picked Up a Little Tiger" all hit the hot search along with the rumor.

The red is too sudden, and Ann thinks a little dizzy.

The netizens who originally abused her also commented and apologized. She thought for a while and decided to post on Weibo.

[Think catfish: You need to know the truth. ]

Well, it's pretending and very angry.

An Zimo rushed to the front line to like his mother for the first time. He was about to comment, but found that there were dozens of them in just one second. His face turned dark, inexplicably missing the miserable scene when An Xiang had only thirty comments.

[Wife Momo: Mother-in-law is right! ]

[An Zimo Zhengfang: Please be more serious, my husband is still a child. ]

[User 15412: So what? The PO master is not yet the mistress of Pei Yizhou. ]

[Fried rice cakes: Residents living in Lijing Jiangshan said that the whole house only lived with the blogger and PYZ relatives. Mr. Pei occasionally passed by, emmmm, you can taste it. ]

[Wow: So it's still a mistress and an illegitimate child? Laugh to death? ]

[Can't think of a nickname: It's also fun for a group of people to tout a lover and an illegitimate child. ]

[Jincheng my goddess: The words in front are too ugly, right? What is a lover, a man who is unmarried and a woman who is not married, can't you not want to be known in your normal relationship? ]

The last comment was quickly submerged in the condemnation of the blockbuster, and some malicious netizens who could not see others were not stopped because of this, and instead began to seize An Xiang's identity attack.

At present, there is no photo of her on the Internet, and occasionally a few candid photos are not very clear. Coupled with the mysterious identity, everyone has begun to speculate on the origin of this "mistress". Even business circles and entertainment circles have begun to dig out the trumpet to eat this melon.

Pei Yizhou’s melon is hard to see in a hundred years!

Not only on the Internet, Pei Yizhou also received a lot of emails and phone calls in private, asking him when he had a son, an extra woman, and some people were bold enough to get married.

Pei Yizhou was so annoyed that he cut off the signal and left the company by himself.

This matter can’t go on, he must tell everyone outside—

An Xiang is not a mistress!

In the afternoon, Pei Yizhou appeared in Jiangting Villa.

It was a little hot outside, with a black suit jacket on the man's arms, his eyes were cold, and the hot weather did not bring any change to this face.

"Drink water?" An wanted to pass the freshly squeezed juice.

Without hesitation, he took it and drank it.

The taste of peach and lemon is like her.

After drinking the drink, Pei Yizhou scanned his eyes and made sure that An Zimo was not there before he said: "I am going to hold a banquet on Friday."

Ann wanted to look at him with his head tilted.

This action is a bit cute and cute, but also a bit seductive. Pei Yizhou's apple is rolling and his eyes are gloomy.

"So... I want to check with you again. Do you really decide to be my wife?" Paused, "It's nominal for the time being."

I'll be uncertain in the future.

There are different opinions on the Internet, and even the entertainment channel broadcasts the fact that Pei Yizhou has an illegitimate child. She doesn't care if the outside remarks are too cruel, but she can't let her children be the target of attacks. I am afraid that going to school will not be so peaceful for a long time.

If Mrs. Pei's identity can solve the problem, she doesn't need to accept it, after all, it will not cause her any loss.

Ann wanted to nod: "Well, I do."

Pei Yizhou's heart jumped, and the inexplicable deep affection began to breed in his heart.

"Then I'll let someone prepare a dress for you." His voice was low and his eyes were dark. "This banquet is different. If you have any guests you want to invite, you can also invite them."

Without thinking, Ann shook his head: "I don't have anyone to invite. Everything is up to you."

"Well, then..." Pei Yizhou looked down at her plain hands, and asked whether he wanted to prepare a ring. After all, a full set is needed, but... he was afraid that An would not accept it.

"Do you want to wear a ring?"

At this time, An Xiang reacted quickly.

He didn't deny it, and nodded.

Ann wanted to lower her head and look at her hands: "Okay, are we going to buy it?"

Pei Yizhou originally wanted to make a special one, but the appointment must not be able to keep up with the work time. He shook his head and said, "I'll prepare it."

"Oh."

Pei Yizhou is still a little worried, pursing his lips; "There may be many people at that time, if you are afraid..."

"I'm not afraid." An Xiang was open-minded, and didn't mean to be afraid at all.

Pei Yizhou nodded: "The banquet will be held in the main house. I will have someone pick you up tomorrow. I will ask my parents to live elsewhere. You don't have to worry about them disturbing you again."

An Xiang finally showed some surprise.

She didn't expect Pei Yizhou to be able to do this. It was obvious that she went to someone's house, but... instead, let the master leave.

"If it doesn't matter, it's better to let the uncle and aunt come back."

"It's okay." Pei Yizhou said that the temperature was mild, but his eyebrows showed irresistible strength. He knows the virtues of his parents. If he lets them stay with Anxiang and he can do something, it will make people unhappy and make people run away. Where can he coax them?

Pei Yizhou's speed was so fast that the next day he was asked to take the mother and son to Pei's house.

The main house of Pei's family was built on the hillside, and from a distance, the house looked like an ancient castle. An Zimo had a shadow over this place, and his face was stinking all the way on the way.

When he reached the door, he still sat inside and didn't want to get out of the car.

Pei Yizhou wants to work, but did not come today. The accompanying assistant comforted: "Grandpa and grandma are not here, so I won't sell you again."

An Zimo raised his eyes, his eyes swept across the assistant coldly.

The assistant was stunned by the pair of sights, and he looked away in disbelief.

Ann wanted to take her son out of the car.

The house in front of me has five floors, and there are two small villas in the distance, which are said to be where the servants live.

"Hello, Miss An, I am the butler in charge of receiving you."

The butler is from England, with silver hair and gray eyes, and speaks Chinese very fluently.

"You and the young master live on the third floor, and you can ask for it at any time if you need it."

Ann didn't need any thoughts, leading his son while listening to him introduce the origin and layout of this house.

The paintings on the walls are thousands of years ago, and the vase next to it is unearthed cultural relics. Even the carpet under the spiral staircase has a lot of origin. In short... Pei Yizhou seems to be richer than she thought.

Stepping out of the elevator, the butler sent An thought of the door of the room, and respectfully gave a noble courtesy: "Then I won't disturb you."

When he left, An Xiang was finally relieved.

Before long, Pei Yizhou came again.

"Are you still used to it?"

An Xiang nodded reluctantly.

Seeing her unnaturalness, Pei Yizhou chuckled, "Let's go, I will show you around." After speaking, he looked down, "Pei Nuo and the others are out of school, Zimo can play with them."

Obviously, I don't want to take him.

An Zimo narrowed his mouth and returned to the house unhappy.

Pei Yizhou made an invitation gesture, An Xiang couldn't refuse, and followed him docilely.

Pei's house is very large, usually empty, even if someone lives in now, it seems deserted. She first followed Pei Yizhou to the basement. The basement of Pei’s house resembled the secret path of the perverted murderer in the movie. The long corridors were invisible, the wall lamps were faint, and there were standing stone statues everywhere, and the walls were decorated with strangely colored portraits. Occasionally, I can see a few ancient knives used for collection.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor, making it even more empty.

When he reached the end, Pei Yizhou turned the secret door, and the wall extended to both sides, revealing a corner of the house.

This is a study room with a table in the middle.

An wants to walk in and look carefully, there are also pictures on the wall, all of them are children, and they look exactly like An Zimo!

Perceiving his surprise, Pei Yizhou said softly: "This is my room."

"what?"

"When I was young, I stayed here every day." He patted the sofa and took out a thick photo album from the drawer. "Here."

Ann wanted to take it and turned a page.

In the photo, Pei Yizhou is still very young, wearing a dark uniform with jet black hair and a cold expression similar to An Zimo. The more she looked at it, the more amused she got, and she couldn't help turning over a few more pages.

Pei Yizhou sat next to her with a small smile on her lips: "When I first met Zimo, I didn't think of him at all."

An wanted to pause at her fingertips.

"Because I don't remember how I was when I was a kid." Pei Yizhou's childhood was pale and boring. Sometimes when thinking deeply about his appearance, all he thinks of is a lonely and lonely back.

He stretched out his hand and flattened a corner of the album slightly, and his fingertips were very close to An Xiang.

In fact they are very close now.

The basement was a bit cold, and his body was also cold, so that An Xiang could clearly feel the warmth in the man's breath.

She cautiously looked to her side with the peripheral light, the orange candlelight leaped on the man’s jet black hair, the eyelashes were curled, and the demon mole dotted on the white skin looked **** because of the owner’s too cold face. Sultry.

He smells good too.

An Xiang pursed her lips, her cautious eyes became bold in an instant.

Pei Yizhou was naturally aware of this hot gaze, he raised his eyes suddenly, and his thoughtful eyes crashed into his faint eyes without warning.

With a thump in her heart, she hurriedly did not start.

"I, let's go out." Ann wanted to stammer.

"Good." Pei Yizhou had no objection.

As a result, the two had just arrived at the door and found that the secret door could not be opened alive.

Pei Yizhou frowned and continued trying, but the door lock jammed and remained motionless.

"Is it broken?"

Pei Yizhou shook his head.

The secret doors in the basement have been rigorously tested and will be maintained every week. It is impossible to break.

unless…

Pei Yizhou squinted his eyes.

"Have you got your phone?"

"There is no signal source here."

In addition to storing the collections, the basement is also an escape and hiding passage to prevent the enemy from finding a location, and a signal blocker is especially installed.

Pei Yizhou took a deep breath, with almost no doubt, he determined that it was the ghost of his parents.

An Xiang was still kept in the dark. When she came out, she didn't take her mobile phone, and there seemed to be no telephone in the study, let alone telephone, no TV.

It was a bit cold, she turned her back and sneezed twice, then coughed several times.

Pei Yizhou tightened his brows, took off his suit jacket and put it on An Xiang.

"I'll turn on the stove."

She did not refuse.

result-

The stove can't be turned on either.

After a while, the surrounding lights went out and it was completely dark.

Hold!

Pei Yizhou couldn't help being rude in his heart.

The suddenly extinguished light made An Xiang not react. She was covered with Pei Yizhou's coat, which was wide, but not warm enough. It is estimated that it is really cold, An Xiang's head is dizzy, and can't help but cough.

Her cough was very obvious in the dark, and Pei Yizhou couldn't help becoming nervous.

"Think about it, come to me."

An Xiang was top-heavy and walked slowly in the direction of the sound.

In the next second, her petite body was completely enveloped in a strong chest.

An Xiang's shoulders are shaking, and his brain is clear.

Pei Yizhou's arms are strong, and his warm body gets rid of the cold from the basement to a great extent. He just sat back on the sofa with her in his arms, using his whole body to close her tightly.

The ancient clock hung on the wall ticked, and An wanted to breathe shortly, and the exhaled breath gradually became hot and dry.

"Mr. Pei, you, you don't need to hug me."

"It's okay, it's okay if you are not cold." As he said, Pei Yizhou got closer to her.

An Xiang's skeleton is small, and the flesh is soft, like cotton. It is very enjoyable to hold it in her hand.

The darkness did not dissolve the light of her soul, but made the green brighter, perhaps because of the victim, the light source was mixed with a few traces of red.

He was afraid of her being cold and uncomfortable, so he guarded her tightly.

An Xiang has never been hugged like this before. The tower she was in was even more gloomy than here. There was no heating and no stove in winter, and she was able to survive with righteousness, but... Pei Yizhou was willing to protect her.

If it was someone else, An Xiang would definitely refuse, but she was a little willing to change to Pei Yizhou.

"Are you afraid that I will be sick and delay the banquet?"

"No." Pei Yizhou's voice was cold, "I'm afraid you will be uncomfortable."

She pursed her lips and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Perceiving that smile, Pei Yizhou followed with gentle brows and eyes.

"It's probably my mother who did it, so bear with me, she won't be able to keep us for long."

"Oh." An Xiang covered her lips and coughed, her chest was a little sore, and her forehead was also very hot. She couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, and slowly dumped her body in the direction of Pei Yizhou, and finally curled up in his arms like a cat, closing her eyes and did not speak any more.

Pei Yizhou frowned and touched Anxiang's forehead with his forehead.

Hot.

Have a fever.

He looked bad, glanced at the monitor above his head, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up and open the door."

There was no movement there.

Pei Yizhou could not bear the irritability: "An wants to have a fever, open the door."

The monitoring red light flashed twice, and the secret door slowly opened to both sides.

Pei Yizhou lifted the person horizontally, and walked outside with long legs.

"Cough...cough..." An Xiang was awakened by the cough, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he met the man's tense expression. Looking around, they have come out of the door.

"Mr. Pei, I will do it myself."

Pei Yizhou ignored it.

Seeing that the man was unwilling to let himself down, An wanted to simply close his eyes and continue to sleep.

A few children in the main house were absent, and it was estimated that Pei Chen was called to the playroom. He happened to be quiet. After Pei Yizhou put the person on the bed carefully, he called the family doctor.

The doctors lived at home when they had a master, and rushed from downstairs within a few minutes.

An Xiang was already burnt in a daze, unconscious, and opened his eyes slightly when he heard the movement.

"Take her to a doctor." Pei Yizhou was upset by the couple, plus worry, his tone was extremely bad.

The doctor did not dare to delay, first measured the heart rate and body temperature of An Xiang, and then checked her tongue and throat.

"The tonsils are inflamed, that's why the fever is caused." The doctor asked Pei Yizhou's cannibalistic eyes carefully, "Has Miss An ever been sick before?"

She was not energetic, Pei Yizhou answered on her behalf: "She caught a cold not long ago."

The doctor nodded, "Then I will give Miss Ann a drip first. The condition is not serious, as long as the inflammation subsides."

"Ok."

Pei Yizhou sat directly by the bed and watched him work.

The look in the doctor's heart put tremendous pressure on him. He hardened his hair to test the skin for peace of mind, and then pierced the needle for the infusion. The girl's hand is small, her skin is white, and the blue blood vessels are thin, making it difficult to pierce it. Adding to the doctor's nervousness, the first needle is pierced.

Pei Yizhou's eyes sharpened, and the cold light was exposed.

The doctor was frightened by him and sweated. He had been a doctor for more than ten years, so he wouldn't even be able to do little things like infusions. But today is inexplicably nervous, mainly because Pei Yizhou's aura is too strong and his eyes are too fierce, he, he won't be nervous if he wants to!

The doctor swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forced his composure, and focused his attention on the needle. With a light prick, the needle successfully penetrated into the skin.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Pei Yizhou was also relieved.

"Then... Mr. Pei, I..."

"You go out, I'll change the dressing."

That's what the doctor was waiting for. He packed up his things and ran out of the bedroom in a hurry, leaving the solitary space for two people.