Lu Beicheng suddenly brought up the matter of the check, and Gu Nanyan smiled and said, 'It's all the same whoever gives it.' What would it matter if she told him? He probably already knew what was going on in his heart, just pretending to be confused. Gu Nanyan's indifference made Lu Beicheng stare at her for a long while, and then he said with a cold face, 'Gu Nanyan, if you really want to live a good life, and not just curry favor with me on the surface.' 'Effort without sincerity is not effort at all.' When Lu Beicheng said this, Gu Nanyan found it even more laughable. She said, 'Someone who doesn't even go home, and yet you teach me how to manage a marriage.' ...Lu Beicheng. Feeling that he was being insinuated against. Clearing his throat, his tone became much gentler as he said, 'Didn't I promise you to go back once a week?' 'Don't!' Gu Nanyan: 'I only kept one appointment, I'll pretend I never heard about this.' He better not count on her for the next time he asks her to go back to the old house to play a role. Lu Beicheng: 'I'll make it up to you with interest.' Lu Beicheng's hoarse and magnetic voice was surprisingly pleasant to hear, and it sounded even better when he spoke kindly to Gu Nanyan. 'Alright then!' Gu Nanyan smiled happily: 'But I charge high interest.' Lu Beicheng showed a look of disgust and pinched her cheek: 'Gu Nanyan, don't carve your little thoughts on your forehead.' Gu Nanyan didn't spell it out, but Lu Beicheng knew what she wanted. Gu Nanyan shifted her hips closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck: 'Don't you want to give it a try?' Gu Nanyan's enticing eyes, Lu Beicheng's expression remained unchanged: 'No.' Gu Nanyan said unbelievingly, 'Hypocrite!'

Speaking of which, she moved a little closer. 'Gu Nanyan, take her temperature and draw a blood sample,' she said. Just as she leaned in for a kiss, the door to the ward was pushed open by a nurse. On the hospital bed, Gu Nanyan quickly retreated, lifting her hand to tuck her long hair behind her ear, sitting in the middle of the bed as if nothing had happened. Beside her, Lu Beicheng laughed. He stood up from the chair unhurriedly, hands tucked into his pockets, looking down at her and said, 'You're not hiding?' Gu Nanyan stretched her fair leg out from under the blanket and unceremoniously kicked Lu Beicheng. At the doorway, the nurse's face turned beet red. After checking her temperature and drawing blood, Gu Nanyan still had a fever, and the inflammation had not subsided; she needed to continue with the injections and observation. In the afternoon, Lu Jingyang came by, along with several cousins from the Lu and Gu families. When everyone came to see Gu Nanyan, Lu Beicheng was quietly greeting them, occasionally answering work calls. By evening, the ward was finally quiet. At this time, Gu Nanyan had finished washing up and was about to go to sleep when she saw Lu Beicheng pull up a chair next to her and sit down. She moved over a bit and patted the half of the bed on the left: 'I saved you a spot.' Lu Beicheng glanced at her indifferently and said, 'I won't sleep.' Gu Nanyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: 'I'm not going to eat you.' Lu Beicheng replied, 'I'm actually afraid you might eat me.' With those gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, Lu Beicheng looked refined yet ruffian, indeed very enticing. However, the more obvious Gu Nanyan's intentions became, the less Lu Beicheng wanted her to succeed. ... Gu Nanyan. 'I'm sick here, with more than enough heart but not enough strength!'

Gu Nanyan said, "Don't worry! Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep with you sitting beside me." Lu Beicheng replied, "You slept well in the morning and afternoon." Gu Nanyan retorted, "Stop quibbling. I won't do anything. Come up here!" After Gu Nanyan's repeated assurances, Lu Beicheng took off his clothes and got into bed calmly. Having promised Lu Beicheng not to misbehave, Gu Nanyan didn't touch him at all after he got into bed. However, as Lu Beicheng turned over, he wrapped his arms around her from behind. Gu Nanyan turned her face, wondering what was going on. Weren't they not supposed to touch each other? Just as Gu Nanyan was about to ask him, Lu Beicheng's deep voice came slowly, "You've lost weight from the illness; your chest has shrunk a whole cup size." As Lu Beicheng spoke, his right hand was gently holding Gu Nanyan's softness. Gu Nanyan didn't push Lu Beicheng's hand away but smiled and said, "Do you like big chests? Then I'll go get a breast augmentation to an F cup, so you won't be able to hold it with one hand." Lu Beicheng took advantage again, saying, "I have no feeling for the fake ones." Gu Nanyan rubbed her back against his chest, "Then when I'm discharged from the hospital, I should be able to grow some back." In fact, Gu Nanyan's chest was not small at all, a full C cup. Lu Beicheng pulled her closer into his embrace, resting his chin on her shoulder and his face against hers, "Sleep." Gu Nanyan's fingers crept backward, "Such a good atmosphere, it would be a pity not to do something." Lu Beicheng held her restless hand, "I haven't done anything to you yet, and you can't control yourself?" Gu Nanyan turned her face to look at him, "You're like this, how can I not feel anything? I don't have any functional disorders."

Lu Beicheng: "Gu Nanyan, do you believe I'll throw you out of the window?" Gu Nanyan looked at him suspiciously: "Lu Beicheng, why do I feel like you're doing this on purpose, deliberately making me itchy and unable to sleep?" "Sleep," Lu Beicheng ordered Gu Nanyan, holding her even tighter. Gu Nanyan was vocal about her complaints, but before long, even though Lu Beicheng wasn't sleepy, she started to snore softly. Looking down at Gu Nanyan, if it weren't for her being sick, he might have really lost control today. -- A week later, once the blood test results returned to normal, Gu Nanyan was discharged from the hospital. Lu Beicheng came to pick her up. After taking a shower at home and changing into her usual pajamas, Gu Nanyan finally regained her energy. As she came out of the bathroom, tidying her hair, Lu Beicheng said, "The old master of the Shen family is celebrating his 70th birthday on Saturday; the invitation arrived yesterday." Gu Nanyan: "The old master must be 70 this year, right?" In previous years, they would also go over to join in the festivities with the old master. "Mhm," Lu Beicheng responded to Gu Nanyan, and as she approached, he raised his hand to touch her forehead: "Are you still feeling unwell anywhere?" Gu Nanyan wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her red lips: "You care about me?" Lu Beicheng naturally grasped her slender waist: "Don't you like it?" "I do," Gu Nanyan's smile grew even brighter: "I like it very much."

Having said that, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Lu Beicheng's lips. These past few days, the atmosphere between the two had been good, and Gu Nanyan had been pondering how to strike while the iron was hot and get things done. Lu Beicheng did not push her away; instead, his arm around her waist tightened slightly, pulling Gu Nanyan firmly against him. 'Mmm...' As she collided with Lu Beicheng, Gu Nanyan instinctively let out a sound. It was very ambiguous.