Curling up in the corner, Su Meng could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell over with her dizzy head.

In the dream, the high-spirited young man appeared again, but it was not Zhou Shaoyang.

She asked him, "Who are you?"

However, the young man accused her of breaking her promise.

Su Meng apologized and promised to give the painting to him as promised.

"I don't need it."

Su Meng wanted to hold him, but she could only watch him disappear in front of her.

The anxiety in her dream stirred her nerves, causing Su Meng to wake up abruptly.

She slowly got up and found that there was an antipyretic patch on her head. Her throat was aching and she couldn't make any sound.

"What is this place?"

A faint lamp was on at the head of the bed in the room, and the exquisite cold-colored curtains perfectly blocked the sunlight, making it difficult for people to distinguish day and night.

Su Meng lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. Only then did she find that she had changed into clean pajamas. When she smelled it carefully, she could still smell the faint fragrance of lemon.

She was shocked and got into the quilt in a panic.

She began to search for her mobile phone, but the movement was so big that the mobile phone beside her pillow slipped and fell into the crack of the bed.

Taking advantage of the lunch break, Jiang Ning brought medicine and lunch to Su Meng. When he pushed open the door, he saw Su Meng under the bed, barefoot. From her tight feet, it could be seen that she was working hard under the bed.

Jiang Ning pressed a button silently, and the lift bed rose automatically, revealing Su Meng, who was embarrassed under the bed.

She had already grabbed a corner of the phone case with her fingers. If she continued to work hard, she would probably be able to pull it out.

"Mr... Mr. Jiang... achoo!"

Su Meng spoke softly, trying to break the awkward atmosphere, but it was obvious that it was useless.

Her body was so stiff that she didn't know whether she should move or not.

"You're not getting up?"

Su Meng was slow-witted. She suddenly got up, and the back of her head hit the bottom of the rising bed.

"Stupid."

"I'm sorry... achoo"

Oh no, rhinitis is acting up.

Su Meng opened her mouth slightly and apologized habitually in a hoarse voice. From time to time, she would sneak a peek at Jiang Ning to confirm his emotions.

It was obvious that Jiang Ning was displeased.

Su Meng had a lot of things to ask him, and she even wanted to interrogate him.

For example, why did he leave her at the entrance of the hotel for no reason last night?

Besides, she had already arrived at the school gate last night. Why was she here now?

What's more! Why were all her clothes changed? Who changed it?

But obviously, Su Meng didn't dare to speak. Moreover, no matter what, he had helped her when she was in trouble.

Although a large part of her suffering was because of him!

Su Meng was like a child who had made a mistake. She cautiously retreated to the side and tied her messy hair with a guilty conscience.

She must be very ugly now. She had only known Jiang Ning for a few days. Why could he always see her embarrassment?

No, no, to be exact, as long as she was with Jiang Ning, nothing good would happen to her.

He was indeed the God of Plague. He really did his best to bring misfortune to her.

Su Meng muttered to herself. She didn't even hear Jiang Ning urging her to come over for dinner.

"Su Meng!"

"Ah? Achoo! Achoo!"

Oh no, he was even angrier...

"Let's eat."

Jiang Ning softened his tone slightly. Su Meng sat next to him obediently and subconsciously lifted the chair to the left.

The distance between them became wider.

Wasn't it too obvious?

"A fever medicine, a cold medicine, an allergy medicine, and a nosebleed washing machine. Take the medicine, drink the porridge, and then go to rest."

"Thank you... Achoo!"

Su Meng was a little surprised. How did he know that she had rhinitis?

In fact, her rhinitis was not serious. Usually, she didn't have much of a reaction. She just couldn't stop sneezing when she caught a cold. Sometimes, if it was serious, she would even sneeze to bleed.

But because her rhinitis seldom broke out, even her uncle and aunty didn't know that she had rhinitis.

Where did he find out? Could it be that she kept sneezing last night and smeared snot on his bedsheets and clothes?

"There's lemonade in the pot. Don't forget to drink it. You should supplement Vitamin C when you're sick."

When Jiang Ning said this, his tone was slightly gentle, which surprised Su Meng.

In the past, Zhou Shaoyang had also reminded her to drink more lemonade to supplement Vitamin C when she was sick.

Thinking of Zhou Shaoyang, Su Meng, who had been relaxed, suddenly tensed up and stopped Jiang Ning, who was about to leave.

"Well, Mr. Jiang, do you have painting tools at home?"

Jiang Ning frowned and looked at her in confusion.

"Well, I have a few ideas and want to draw them.. Achoo!"

Su Meng, of course, didn't know how fake she was when she lied. She could be seen through at a glance, and Jiang Ning didn't even bother to expose it.

"Go draw in the studio tomorrow. Don't make any creations when you are sick!"

"No... Ah, achoo!"

It would be too late if she went to the studio tomorrow. Even if she used all her skills, it would still take her 12 hours to finish three paintings, not to mention that she was still in such a bad health state...

Jiang Ning ignored Su Meng. Instead, he put down the bed and said lightly,

"Go to bed."

Su Meng hesitated for a minute and decided not to confront Jiang Ning head-on. After all, this was his home, and he might have to kick her out.

She sat on the bed obediently. In order to show that she was very obedient, she did not forget to take a sip of lemonade before lying down.

As soon as the lemon water entered her mouth, it seized Su Meng by her taste buds and pulled her memory back to six years ago.

It tasted exactly the same as what Zhou Shaoyang had given her in private six years ago.

There were lemons, honey, and ginger slices.

Because the ginger slices had a unique spicy taste, Su Meng could taste it when she took the first sip.

"Mr. Jiang, this lemonade..."

Before Su Meng could finish her words, Jiang Ning had already closed the door, leaving Su Meng alone in the room, deep in thought.

"This lemonade is so special..."

Seeing that there was no sound outside the door, Su Meng picked up her phone and glanced at the time.

Twelve o'clock?

Twelve o'clock!

It was noon! It wasn't midnight!

"Holy shit!"

Su Meng couldn't sit still anymore. She jumped up from the bed. "How can I sleep?!"

She quickly changed her clothes, but the house of Jiang Ning was a little big. She walked around it twice before she found the bathroom.

Su Meng used to take only ten minutes to wash clean, but due to all kinds of intelligent supplies, it finally took her half an hour.

In the end, she did not forget to clean the bathroom for Jiang Ning, for fear that she broke something.

After all, even if she sold herself, she might not be able to afford these expensive intelligent household items.

Finally, Su Meng went out at one o'clock in the afternoon.

Originally, she thought that she would have to walk for an hour and a half to reach the school. However, when she arrived at the gate of the community, she found that she could see the No. 24 Middle School if she looked up. After two traffic lights, she would reach the school gate.