Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

During this period of time, everyone watched as Elder Shen’s roots began to grow black hair, and his complexion began to turn rosy. Even his wrinkles had lessened quite a bit. He looked full of energy and looked more than ten years younger.

Who would have thought that last year, he was lying in a hospital bed, hanging by his last breath, waiting to die?

“What happened? Did she agree to sell it?”

“Yeah, why didn’t you say anything! I was so worried!”

Looking at the group of old buddies who were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, Elder Shen was pleased with himself. “Since I asked, of course she agreed. You guys are also lucky. She is giving it to you for free. However, these pills were specially made according to my body. It’s not suitable for everyone.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that she will come to the Shen Manor in a few days when she is free. At that time, she will take your pulse one by one and give you the right medicine!”

Wasn’t this considered lucky?

How many people couldn’t get it even if they begged!

These words really made people feel very comfortable. “That’s great. Old Shen, I’ll treat you to a drink some other day.”

“Go, go, go.”

Elder Shen waved his hand. “I’m not drinking. Yaoyao won’t allow it.”

He now completely regarded Song Yaoyao’s words as an imperial edict. He would never do anything that she would not allow him to do.

The feeling of being healthy was too good. If given the choice to live, who would be willing to die?

Last year, he had been tortured to the point where he really wanted to die.

Since it wasn’t easy for him to recover, he would never torture himself like that again unless he was tired of living!

…

By the time Song Yaoyao finished her call, the classroom was empty, and she was the only one left.

Even Tang Xinrou had left at some point.

She was stunned for a moment, unable to adjust to it.

At this moment, in the quiet stairwell of the school: “An Feiran, what are you doing!”

Tang Xinrou was pushed against the corner of the wall. Her cheeks were burning, and she glared at him with a red face. Her peach blossom eyes were misty.

An Feiran still had that innocent look on his face.

“I just want to ask you, why have you been avoiding me during this period of time?”

“You—” Tang Xinrou felt that An Feiran was asking a question with an obvious answer. She moved her lips and humphed. “Why do you care? It makes me happy!”

“But you haven’t given me an explanation.”

The boy’s expression was exceptionally serious. His hair color and eyebrows were darker than an ordinary person’s. As if soaked in water, his eyes and brows were as clear as a painting.

“I… Why should I give you an explanation?”

Tang Xinrou’s eyes darted. All she felt was a wave of hot air rushing straight into her throat, and her entire throat was itchy.

“You took away my first kiss, and you’re still ignoring me.”

“Bullsh*t!”

Seeing that An Feiran was getting closer and closer, Tang Xinrou hurriedly stretched out her hand and pressed it against his chest. “You, don’t come over! If you come over again, I won’t be polite to you!”

She bared her teeth and fiercely raised her eyebrows to warn him.

As expected, An Feiran stopped in his tracks. Tang Xinrou was stunned. She didn’t expect him to be so obedient.

For a moment, her expression was complicated. She didn’t know whether to be angry or to let out a sigh of relief.

“Let me tell you, don’t use that incident as an excuse! Even if I kissed you, you still kissed me! And you even… bit my lips until they bled!” Tang Xinrou stiffened her neck as her face heated up. “We’re even now! Do you hear me? You’re not allowed to talk about it!”

She pointed at An Feiran and warned.

An Feiran began to nod but shook his head instead. His jet-black eyes blinked gently as he refuted, “You’re wrong. We’re not even.”