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Rong Heting quickly got up from Mu Qianqian's body, then turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
Mu Qianqian tidied up the bed and waited until she felt that she could not see anything, then got up and opened the door of the room.
Originally, her voice wasn't loud like Rong Heting's, it could be heard even from inside the room. Plus, if she lied on the bed, it would expose what he had done with Rong Heting.
"Maid Lee."
After Mu Qianqian opened the door, she greeted Maid Lee obediently. Maid Lee then smiled at Mu Qianqian with the tray. "If it wasn't for Young Master's previous order, I wouldn't have come to disturb your young man."
Mu Qianqian's face turned even redder. After entering the room with Maid Lee, she looked at Maid Lee as she placed a bowl of soup and a large pot of tea on the table. Only then did she realize that Maid Lee was smiling with her head lowered.
Had she been so exposed? It was clearly just kissing Rong Heting, and she even made a good bed!
Although the water in the bathroom was still flowing, Mu Qianqian still raised her head and looked in the direction of the bed.
Maid Lee looked in Mu Qianqian's direction. "Qianqian, in the future, you can tell the servants to put up beds for you. Maid Lee is already so old, and Ting Lan is someone who specifically serves the young master. She understands a lot of things, and since you're weak, you can keep it for yourself."
Mu Qianqian looked at her own neatly made bed. She was so regretful that she wanted to chop off her own hand.
It was just that the stack was too neat! There wasn't even a crease! And she didn't open the door until a long time after Maid Lee knocked, which obviously wasn't normal.
After a simple wash, Rong Heting walked out of the bathroom after putting on his clothes. When he came out, he saw Mu Qianqian, who was in distress, at a loss of what to do.
Wiping his hair with the towel in his hand, he calmly walked to Mu Qianqian's side, not caring about the people around him, and pulled Mu Qianqian into his arms.
"Prepare some afternoon tea."
"Yes."
Maid Lee saw that the two of them didn't have any problems, so she left the room with a smile. Previously, she had only seen her young master carrying someone upstairs with a bad complexion, and was truly worried.
It wasn't just Maid Lee, who wouldn't be worried about these two in the entire Rong Manor? If this continued, no one would be able to last much longer.
During the time that Mu Qianqian fainted from blood loss until she woke up, everyone in the Rong Manor knew the importance of Mu Qianqian.
Rong Heting, who was so busy that he couldn't even stay in the Rong Manor for a few days, took care of everything for more than ten days. Rong Heting, who was so busy that he couldn't even stay in the Rong Manor for a few days, took care of everything for more than ten days.
How precious was time to the Patriarch who controlled the entire Rong Family, the CEO of the entire Rong's Enterprise. Even Luo Yu who was by the side of the Young Master, would often sigh with emotion.
Ting Lan's attitude made everyone feel that Mu Qianqian's position was important to them and to the point that they couldn't ignore her.
Ever since Ting Lan had taken over the inner courtyard of Rong Family, she had been meticulous in everything. Although she was young, she had organized the internal affairs of Rong Manor in a neat and orderly manner.
Due to Ting Lan's special identity, her position in the Rong Family itself was very high. Even Ling Jinghan, as the Young Master's fiancee, had always been friendly towards Ting Lan. Ting Lan, on the other hand, although she was respectful and courteous to Ling Jinghan, she had never been too close to her.
However, ever since Mu Qianqian escaped from home and came back, Ting Lan's attitude towards Mu Qianqian was completely different from before. She had to take care of almost every detail personally, even blocking Ling Jinghan's so-called visits several times when her young master was not around.
This event happened in the living room of Rong Manor Villa, and all of the servants were present during the day.
Of course, the one who was the least clear about all of this was Mu Qianqian. At this moment, she was hiding by the wall and shaking her head at Rong Heting.
"I can't not drink this soup. I have to drink it every day. I've had enough!"
Mu Qianqian escaped from the man's arms when Rong Heting was holding the soup.
Rong Heting held the bowl and frowned as he saw Mu Qianqian hide far away from him. However, he still tried his best to control his tone.
"Be good, this is a recipe specially made for you by Bai Sheng. He never had a good time eating, and now that we're done eating, we can go down and have our afternoon tea."
"No!" Then I don't want any more to drink! I haven't digested what I ate at noon, and I don't eat meat for me every day. I don't like to eat! "
It was rare for Mu Qianqian to resist so fiercely, but Rong Heting didn't feel happy at all. With the bowl of soup in his hand, he was more anxious than anyone else.
"Isn't this soup made from meat? Directly eating too much meat is not easy to absorb. Only by boiling it into a soup can you nourish your body. Furthermore, it's not like there's no meat for dinner. Does the liver of pigs taste bad? "
Mu Qianqian kept shaking her head. She wanted to vomit whenever she thought of the pig's liver.
Speaking of the only meat dish Mu Qianqian had seen on the table these few days, Mu Qianqian felt the urge to throw up even more.
Since she was able to eat, blood replenishment had become a top priority. She ate porcine liver every meal for three meals a day. At the beginning, she liked eating, but the way she ate three meals a day had long made her conflicted with this dish.
"Quickly come and drink, don't wait for me to punish you."
Rong Heting's patience for coaxing women to eat was limited. He unconsciously threatened her and regretted it when he saw Mu Qianqian's body stiffen again.
Mu Qianqian's body tensed up unconsciously when she heard the word 'punishment'. Although the fear in the depths of her memory was too great and she knew Rong Heting was changing and even indulging her, she still couldn't control her nerves for a short period of time.
His gaze had already shifted from the soup in Rong Heting's hand to Rong Heting's face. His originally intelligent eyes stared at the helpless King like a little deer, as if he was looking at a tiger that ate humans.
Rong Heting couldn't stand Mu Qianqian's expression the most. Ever since Mu Qianqian had her surgery on Ling Ao, he had asked Bai Sheng about Mu Qianqian's situation and even invited a professional psychiatrist to help Mu Qianqian relieve the stress in her heart. However, the results were not obvious.
Even after the therapist and Mu Qianqian talked, the feedback was helpless.
Due to the excessive shock and too much pressure in her heart, Mu Qianqian avoided rejecting the world from the bottom of her heart. If there were any casual actions, it meant that there was a possibility of mild depression which could not be relieved in a short period of time.