Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Yan Jiayi looked at his pale face and couldn't bear to refuse him, so she whispered: "My mother made this soup."

"I also said, you look like you don't touch Yangchun water with your fingers, how can you make such a delicious soup?"

Yan Jiayi looked at him helplessly, "You don't have a headache anymore, but you still want to make fun of me?"

Zhao Muyuan immediately gasped in pain, "It hurts, but the soup made by auntie is so delicious, I still want to drink it."

Meeting his expectant eyes, Yan Jiayi had no choice but to take the spoon on the side and spoon soup for him. Zhao Muyuan's eyes seemed to be glued to her, refusing to move away for a moment.

Yan Jiayi's cheeks slowly turned red when he looked at her, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Because you are good-looking." Zhao Muyuan looked at her with a smile, "Jiayi, seeing you makes me feel no pain at all."

Facing the warm smile on his face, Yan Jiayi was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Xinyuan just opened the door and saw Yan Jiayi feeding Zhao Muyuan soup, smiling from ear to ear, "Jiayi, when did you come here?"

Yan Jiayi hurriedly put the bowl into Zhao Muyuan's hand, stood up and looked at Zhao Xinyuan, "Hello, Uncle Zhao, I've just been here for a while."

"Sit down, sit down, don't be so polite." Zhao Xinyuan greeted her warmly.

Yan Jiayi smiled awkwardly, "I'm going to class soon, so I'll leave first."

Walking to the door of the ward, Yan Jiayi looked back at Zhao Muyuan and said, "I have no classes in the afternoon, so I'll come over to see you."

As soon as Yan Jiayi left, the smile on Zhao Xinyuan's face faded a lot. He looked at Zhao Muyuan on the hospital bed, "You almost risked your life this time, but you must catch me, you know?"

"Dad, this is a matter between Jiayi and me."

Zhao Xinyuan's face darkened a bit. How could this be a matter between the two of them? When the Zhao family was in crisis, Yan Wenzhou would definitely not have helped if it weren't for the good relationship between Mu Yuan and Jiayi.

He could see that Yan Wenzhou loved this daughter very much. As long as Zhao Muyuan could catch her, with the help of the Yan family, the Zhao family would become prosperous.

"Okay, okay, it's about the two of you." Zhao Xinyuan said earnestly, "Silly son, as a man, sometimes you have to learn to be miserable. If a woman is soft-hearted, then everything will be settled."

Yuan Zhengmei walked into the ward and disagreed with what he said, "If someone wanted to like you, wouldn't they have agreed to you early? Don't listen to your father. You will learn a lesson this time and stay away from Yan Jiayi in the future." Do you hear that?"

Zhao Muyuan touched his head, his expression a little painful, "Mom and Dad, my head hurts so much, please let me be quiet for a while."

Yuan Zhengmei glanced at him with hatred, "I really don't know what kind of ecstasy drug this Yan Jiayi gave you!"

After no classes in the afternoon, Yan Jiayi went to the hospital again.

Zhao Muyuan's classmates happened to come to the hospital to see him. The ward was very lively. Yan Jiayi originally wanted to leave, but was discovered, "Goddess Jiayi!"

Dongzi greeted her with a smile, "Brother Yuan is waiting for you."

Yan Jiayi had no choice but to walk into the ward, and everyone automatically made way for her. She walked to the bedside with a somewhat embarrassed expression and handed him the bouquet in her hand, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhao Muyuan took the flowers and looked at her with a smile, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Who was the one who screamed in pain when the nurse was changing the dressing just now?" someone teased Zhao Muyuan.

"What do you know? My sweetheart can cure all kinds of pain."

Everyone laughed.

Afraid that Yan Jiayi would be uncomfortable, Zhao Muyuan hurriedly said: "Okay, one or two, can you talk about something serious?"

Dongzi looked at him with a smile, "Then let me get down to business, should we change the name of Goddess Jiayi in the future?"

Zhao Muyuan's cheeks turned red, "Go, go, what are you talking about?"

"I still have something to do. I'll see you another day." Yan Jiayi left the ward with an awkward look.

The atmosphere in the ward became cold for a while, and Dongzi looked at Zhao Muyuan apologetically, "Brother Yuan, I...I didn't mean it."

Zhao Muyuan's expression darkened a bit, "Okay, keep your mouth shut from now on and don't make random jokes."

Back home, Yan Jiayi was still a little uncomfortable. As soon as she entered the door, she saw her mother and Pang's mother sitting in the living room together. The two were discussing the engagement between Yu Zeqiu and Pang Miao.

Yu Wei was a little surprised when she saw her, "Nuan Nuan, why are you back so early?"

"There are no classes in the afternoon." Yan Jiayi glanced at Pang's mother and said politely: "Hello, aunt."

Mother Pang looked at Yan Jiayi with a smile, "Jiayi is so beautiful. You should be careful, because you are worried that one day she will be abducted by some brat."

Yu Wei smiled and looked at Yan Jiayi, "Nuan Nuan, if you are tired, go back to the room and rest for a while."

Yan Jiayi nodded and went upstairs.

In the evening, Yan Jiayan sneaked into her room and said, "Sister, you have chosen your brother's engagement party. Do you have any clothes to wear?"

Yan Jiayi turned over a page of comics and said, "Just find a dress."

"Why don't you choose the weekend and make me have to take leave?" Yan Jiayan complained softly, "Sister, you will also have to take leave by then, right?"

Yan Jiayi didn't answer.

"How long will it take for my brother to graduate?" Yan Jiayan was a little curious, "They won't really get married after graduation, right?"

Yan Jiayi closed the comic book, "How do I know?"

Yan Jiayan was startled by her serious expression, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm sleepy, you go back to your room."

After pushing the person out of the room, Yan Jiayi finally breathed easier. She glanced at the calendar on the bedside and walked over to cover it.

The phone rang, and it was a message from Zhao Muyuan, reminding her that the night was beautiful tonight.

Yan Jiayi walked to the window and looked at the crescent moon in the night sky. She wondered if he could see the moon there. Was he with Pang Miao now?

He said that as long as people are smart enough, they can always find ways to make themselves happy.

The solution he came up with was to leave her behind.

And she doesn't seem that smart.

Zhao Muyuan called, and Yan Jiayi hesitated to answer the call.

"Jiayi, have you seen the moon?"

"Yes." Yan Jiayi raised her head, the silver moonlight scattered on her cheeks, "It's beautiful."

"In my eyes, you are a thousand times, a hundred times more beautiful than the moon."

Yan Jiayi clenched her phone, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"The wound hurts and I can't sleep." Zhao Muyuan also looked at the moon outside the window and asked cautiously: "Jiayi, will you come to see me tomorrow?"

Yan Jiayi hesitated for a moment, thinking of his face covered in blood, and whispered: "Yes, you can rest early."

Zhao Muyuan breathed a sigh of relief, "You don't have to take what they said seriously. I'm willing to do anything for you. You don't have to have any psychological burden, you know?"

But she couldn't accept these good things from him with peace of mind.

"Zhao Muyuan, thank you."

"Jiayi, you don't have to be so polite to me." Fearing that she would hang up the phone, Zhao Muyuan said hurriedly, "Can you chat with me for a while, anything, or else my... wound will hurt so much that I can't sleep."