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Chen Fang's eyes darkened. Han Guanshan was actually sleeping in this room.

Gu Yanqing, who was guarding the gate, said, "Brother Ye, Master Han went out in the middle of the night and just came back."

"Huh? You went out in the middle of the night? Do you know where you went?"

"The hospital in front."

Zhou Qingye frowned, but he couldn't figure out why he went to the hospital in the middle of the night, so he asked, "Is Sister Qi awake?"

"Well, it seems like she had a nightmare last night. When she woke up in the morning, she made a scene at Mr. Han. From the sound of her crying."

Chen Fang tightened his jaw and listened to what was happening to her in silence.

The door was opened from the inside, revealing Han Guanshan's strong and muscular upper body naked, with a woman's scratch on his chest.

He looked at the door impatiently, his eyes swept to the man behind Zhou Qingye, and his impatience turned into amusement.

"Hey, Chen Fang."

"You came at the perfect time. She just happened to be making a fuss and didn't want to eat breakfast. Look, I scratched her. Come, help me persuade her."

Chen Fang went into the house and the others waited outside the door.

Song Weiyu was recalling last night's nightmare. She was curled up at the head of the bed with her legs hugged, her eyes red and she was sobbing. She hadn't noticed him coming.

Han Guanshan leaned on a stool beside the dining table, crossed his legs, smoked, and stared at the two of them as if they were toys.

Chen Fang glanced away from the woman, "She has been given to Master Han, how can I have the right to persuade her?"

When Song Weiyu heard the familiar voice, he raised his head and wiped his eyes before he could see Chen Fang clearly through his misty vision.

Her mouth pursed, and her first reaction was to rush over to him to hug her.

From her perspective, Chen Fang will always be the man whose heart and eyes are filled with her, the man who has silently protected her for half her life and is the indispensable top priority in her life.

"Chen Fang..."

Chen Fang didn't reply, but just looked at her calmly.

She threw back the quilt and ran to him without even putting on her shoes, hugging Chen Fang's waist with both hands and stepping on his leather shoes with her bare feet.

He raised his head and said apologetically, "Don't pretend. He guessed that I came here on purpose to get the antidote..."

Han Guanshan's eyes fell on her feet that were stepping on the man's leather shoes unscrupulously, and his eyes were dim.

After hearing this, Chen Fang no longer hesitated. He bent down, supported her hips with his arms, picked her up with one arm and walked towards the dining table.

"I had a nightmare. I don't want to eat. I have no appetite."

The woman's subconscious coquettish tone was charming, which caught Han Guanshan's gloomy eyes. This was a look he had never seen before.

Ben stayed out of the matter like a predator, playing with his prey, but he never expected to be stabbed in the heart by the prey.

When they reached the stool, Chen Fang did not let go and simply put her on his lap and hugged her.

He took a sip of the soy milk and then passed it to her, "It's sugar-free, drink some."

The tone was not a rhetorical question but a statement. Song Weiyu took the cup and drank half of it in one breath.

Just as she put down the cup, Chen Fang held up the custard bun and handed it to her mouth, "Be obedient and open your mouth."

Before this, Han Guanshan tried to persuade Song Weiyu for half an hour, and used threats and inducements for a long time, but Song Weiyu didn't even look at the dining table.

Now, right under his nose, she was as obedient as a cat. She would drink whatever Chen Fang asked her to drink and open her mouth for whatever Chen Fang fed her.

The corners of Han Guanshan's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc.

But this time he was mocking himself. He thought the cigarette was boring and threw it into the soy milk cup in front of him.

The woman across the table touched her stomach with her palm and said, "I really can't eat anymore."

"Okay, go rinse your mouth."

Chen Fang glanced at her bare feet, then picked her up and walked towards the bathroom.

The intimate behavior between the two was too natural, as if there was a tacit understanding between them that no one else could interfere with. Han Guanshan stared at the dining table expressionlessly and did not try to stop them.

As soon as they entered the bathroom, Chen Fang and Song Weiyu spoke at the same time, "I have something to tell you!"

Chen Fang opened the cabinet and searched for mouthwash while talking quickly, "You speak first."

"Han Guanshan told me yesterday that he could give the antidote to Fu Haitang, but he wanted me to go with him."

Chen Fang paused, thought for a moment, and said, "Promise him."

Song Weiyu was anxious, "But...but...I don't want to leave the capital."

Chen Fang kept moving his hands, tearing open the mouthwash package and passing it to her lips, "Remember what I'm going to say next, promise him first and try to get the antidote within a week. You set the departure time to one week later, and I will definitely come to take you away on that day."

Song Weiyu puffed out his cheeks, mumbled something, and nodded hurriedly.

Chen Fang whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I will come that day and take you home."