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It was disappointing to An Shizhen, which made Cheng Anyue very unhappy.
She is not happy, just be an ostrich.
Until An Shizhen took her back to the room, she did not speak.
When people put it on the bed, An Shizhen turned and prepared to go. The line of sight fell on the layout of the room. The arrangement of the cool gray tone made the room a bit dark.
He did not stop and walked straight outside.
“I don’t eat much at night.” The little girl muttered behind her.
An Shiyi looked back at her. “Are you talking to me?”
Cheng Anyue bit his teeth and stared at him. “Yeah, you said that I am heavy, but I really don’t eat much at night.”
An Shizhen listened, did not react, went straight out.
Cheng Anyue, “…”
What does he mean by this, do not believe her words?
The door closed and Cheng Anyue was depressed.
An Shizhen stood at the door for a while and didn’t know what he was thinking.
Soon, he walked toward the study, just happened to meet the butler to send tea.
“Young Master!” the housekeeper shouted.
An Shizhen nodded invisibly and continued to move forward. However, after a few steps, he suddenly stopped.
“Go and give her some more food.”
The housekeeper looked at An Shizhen doubtfully. This, she must have been a miss, and the lady did not have enough?
“Yes!”
An Shizhen did not talk again, went to the door of the study, opened the door and went in.
In the room, Cheng Anyue took the textbook to make up the class, and she was about to take the midterm exam. She couldn’t drop too much.
Otherwise, when I go home, my mom and dad will definitely be upset.
She is not like her younger brother, even if her grades are not good, she is also the heart of her father and her mother, so she can only work harder.
After about twenty minutes, there was a knock on the door.
Cheng An Yue sat up and looked at the door and asked, “Who?”
It won’t be… It’s An Shizhen.
As it turns out, she thought more.
“Miss, it is me.” The voice of the housekeeper came.
“Is there anything?” asked Cheng Anyue.
“I am here to send you a nightingale.”
Cheng Anyue said with a puzzle: “But I just had a meal.”
“This is the command of the young master.”
Cheng Anyue, “…”
She said that he had just not responded, and he was waiting for her here.
“But I am not hungry.”
“Miss, don’t make me embarrassed, you know, the young master’s instructions…”
Cheng Anyue has some helplessness. Anyone who lives in a family must look at An Shizhen’s face. No one can violate him.
“That troubles you come in.”
Soon, it was the sound of the key opening the door. The butler sent the nightingale in. It was a pork porridge.
The housekeeper quit, and Cheng Anyue faced this sea bowl of porridge and made it difficult.
The porridge smells very sweet, but she doesn’t have a bit of appetite now.
Recently, she has been drinking too much bones.
She took the spoon and took a drink and couldn’t drink it.
That An Shizhen is deliberate, deliberately toss her.
When she thought of it, she was a little depressed in her heart, and she didn’t want to review it with her textbooks.
Can’t really drink, Cheng Anyue will not force himself. She will directly pour the porridge into the toilet and wash it away. Anyway, there is no monitoring here. She is not afraid of being discovered.
The porridge smell in the room was gone, and she felt better.
After reviewing her homework, she went to bed, because the next day was Saturday, she didn’t have to go to class, so she simply didn’t even set the alarm clock.
Woke up the next morning, she was ready to get up, only to find that she could not stand up.
The spine was hit last night, and now it’s really a seizure.