The taxi driver, seeing the situation, astutely got out to open the back door for Chi Cheng and An Ran.
Chi Cheng placed An Ran inside and quickly followed her in.
After naming the villa, the taxi driver promptly started the engine.
An Ran hadn’t walked far, just a little over a kiloter, within the starting fare; they arrived quickly.
Chi Cheng took out a full bill and handed it over, politely saying thank you.
"Hey? Handso, you haven’t got your change yet."
"Keep the change."
Having said that, Chi Cheng continued to hold An Ran and got out of the car.
An Ran struggled, "I can walk by myself."
Chi Cheng didn’t say anything, just lowered his head to press his cheek against hers, warming her with his own temperature.
When they got ho, surprisingly, none of the servants ca out.
Chi Cheng openly carried An Ran back to her room.
He gently laid her on the bed, squatted beside her, and said, "Let see the injury on your knee."
An Ran pulled back slightly.
Chi Cheng, however, didn’t stop his actions because of An Ran’s refusal.
Rolling up her pant leg, he saw that her knee was just reddened, not broken.
He found so bruise spray and gently sprayed it on her knee.
Throughout the process, neither of them said a word.
Until he finished treating her wound, then stood up, placing the bottle of spray on An Ran’s bedside, "Rember to spray it yourself morning and evening."
An Ran lightly bit her lower lip.
And Chi Cheng also said no more, made no extra moves, and turned to leave.
The air was so quiet that An Ran could hear a buzzing in her ears.
Unconsciously, An Ran clenched the bedsheets, unsure how to vent her emotions.
Is this... what’s going on with him?
Is he waiting for to take the initiative to reconcile?
But what exactly did I do wrong?
It was Chi Cheng who lost his temper yesterday, then left her behind, and even went to find Lin Wanqing.
What kind of attitude is this!
Although An Ran often accommodates others, accommodating for too long can be exhausting too.
This ti, she doesn’t want to yield.
If it’s a cold war, then let it be.
She absolutely would not be the first to back down.
An Ran looked at the spray placed on the bedside, picked it up and rubbed it in her hands for a while, as if it retained the warmth of his palm.
Pouting, An Ran suddenly threw it into the trash can in a huff.
Imdiately after, she lay down and pulled the quilt up.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
The second hand moved.
Dozens of seconds later, the young girl suddenly pulled up the quilt, squatted by the trash can, and retrieved the bottle of spray.
After cleaning it a bit, she placed it back.
This... bitter-sweet affection.
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The next day.
The winter holiday finally ended, and today school starts.
The last sester’s sprint, followed by the most stressful college entrance examination.
She must work hard, and when her mother wakes up, she will repay her with the best grades.
An Ran went downstairs on ti, only to find that not a single servant was around.
Chi Cheng ca out with two plates of breakfast.
Did he make this?
The exquisite presentation was even more pleasing to the eye than the servant’s professional level.
Still a silent al, after finishing breakfast, Chi Cheng unusually didn’t send her to school.
The family’s driver took An Ran instead.
Upon reflection, she realized it was always her brother who took her to school.
This seed to be the first ti Chi Cheng didn’t care for her.
Is he... completely distancing himself?
An Ran looked out the window, feeling uneasy in her heart.
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