Your attitude is not right

  "Not good." Wan Qing furrowed her brow, seemingly unaware of Mu Tianyang's arrival, "Forgot...not good...uncomfortable."

  "Don't think about it anymore." Tian Xue helped her lie down and turned back to look at Mu Tianyang.

  There were others in the room, and Mu Tianyang didn't want to show his concern either. He walked up to Du Qian: "I heard that Miss Du has a rich imagination?"

  Du Qian gazed at him, her face alternately flushing and paling.

  "Some words are not suitable for Miss Du's status, so don't say them. Otherwise, it doesn't matter if you harm yourself, but it's not good to harm your father."

  Du Qian took a deep breath - was he threatening her?

  She took a glance at Wan Qing, wondering why Mu Tian Yang would stick up for her. After a thousand twists and turns in her mind, a bold conjecture emerged: Could it be that the powerful backer behind Ding Wan Qing was...

  She suddenly raised her head and stared at Mu Tianyang, Mu Tianyang's eyes narrowed slightly. She shivered with cold, hastily lowered her head, and pulled the girl beside her: "Let's go..."

  She didn't even dare think about it. She certainly didn't want anything unexpected to happen to her father's company.

  After Wan Qing finished her injection, Mu Tian Yang and Tian Xue sent her back to the dormitory together. When they entered the dormitory building, they were stopped by the dormitory staff: "Men are not allowed in——"

  Mu Tianyang gave a cold glance, and the dormitory administrator stuttered and changed his words: "Walk slowly, walk slowly..."

  At this time, everyone was in the classroom studying on their own, and the entire building was empty, very quiet. As I walked to the door of my dormitory, Tian Xue suddenly remembered that Du Qian should have returned, right? She took a glance at the opposite dormitory, but didn't know if she was there or not.

  After entering the house, Mu Tianyang asked: "Who lives opposite?"

  "Du Qian." Tian Xue said with disgust, supporting Wan Qing as he sat down and giving him his own stool. "Brother, sit."

  Mu Tianyang sat down and stared at the medicine in Wanqing's hand. Tianxue saw it and asked Wanqing, "Do you want to take the medicine now?"

  She responded with a soft "en", her soul restless and wandering.

  Tian Xue went to pour water and when she brought it over, she thought: "Should we eat something first? You threw up your whole dinner, you must be hungry soon. Taking medicine on an empty stomach isn't good either."

  She listened to herself and slowly came back to her senses: "Whatever."

  Tian Xue said nothing, and turned to Mu Tianyang: "Then I'll go buy some food?"

  "Go."

  Tian Xue nodded and left immediately.

  Mu Tianyang looked at Wanqing, pulled a stool to sit beside her, and gently held her hand. Wanqing trembled slightly, wanting to let go, but he grasped it tightly and said in a low voice: "If you're not happy living in the dormitory, then move out."

  She moved her lips but didn't answer, and with a great effort pulled her hand back, turning away not daring to look at him. He didn't mind, casually picking up a book from her desk to read.

  After a while, he suddenly put down the book, grasped her shoulder and turned her around, solemnly asking: "Is it really gastritis?"

  She let out a soft sigh, her face turned pale. A moment later, she nervously picked up the calendar on the table, flipped through last month's pages, saw a row of circles drawn on it, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It is..."

  Mu Tianyang's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood what she was looking at. He snatched the calendar from her and looked at the red circles. After a moment of silence, he nodded. Indeed, it wasn't possible; they had met just once last month, or even before that, so there was no reason for her to be pregnant.

  He thought about it and flipped the calendar forward again. Yan Qing's face turned bright red as soon as she saw it. What was there to look at? Why did she have to memorize the date of her period?

  Yan Qing felt a slight pain in her stomach, apparently she was really hungry. She pressed her hand against her abdomen and took two sips of water.

  Suddenly, Mu Tianyang said: "You... are not in tune."

  "Pffft!" A mouthful of warm water sprayed out.

  Mu Tianyang put down the calendar and gently patted her back: "Slow down."

  "Cough, cough..." Wan Qing coughed twice, turned her head to look at him, feeling a bit depressed. Who made her so uncomfortable? Unrestrainedly circling and crossing, and still having to take those medicines!

  She let out a depressed sigh and felt even more uncomfortable in her stomach.

  "Does it hurt?" Mu Tianyang opened her hand and gently pressed on her stomach. "Don't get excited, drink some more water."

  "Hmm..." Yan Qing picked up the cup of water and saw that there was only a small amount left, so she stood up to go refill it, but he suddenly snatched the cup away from her.

  "Sit down," he said, his tall figure walking towards the balcony, personally pouring her a glass of water.

  She gazed at him with a mixture of emotions, took the water and slowly drank it, not daring to look at him.

  "Be careful with your emotions in the future. If there's a first time, there'll be a second time. Don't hurt your own body because of someone else's mistake."

  "Uh-huh."

  "Can't you say something other than 'uh'?"

  She stared at him in a daze, and he also looked back at her, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

  Just then, the sound of opening the door came from outside. Mu Tianyang was afraid it wasn't Tian Xue, and he suddenly stood up and walked to one side, keeping a distance of three meters from her.

  The door opened and in came Tian Xue. Tian Xue was carrying a bunch of things, including eight-treasure porridge, crackers, bread, milk...and a steaming bowl of noodles.

  "I didn't know what you ate, so I bought everything that looked like it wouldn't hurt your stomach. Later, I remembered that noodles are good for the stomach, so I asked the cafeteria chef to cook a bowl."

  "I'm eating noodles," said Wanqing.

  "Alright, not enough, eat something else." Tian Xue put the noodles in front of her and asked Mu Tianyang, "Why are you standing so far away?"

  Mu Tianyang glared at her as if to say she was asking a question she already knew the answer to. Tianxue felt wronged, thinking "I'm not a tapeworm in your stomach, how could I possibly know?"

  Mu Tianyang glanced at his watch and said, "It's late, I'll leave first."

  "I'll send you!" Tian Xue said.

  He didn't answer, his eyes fixed on Wanqing. Wanqing lowered her head to eat noodles, the hot air steaming up onto her face, dazing her eyes, so that she didn't even notice him looking at her. He walked behind her and reached out to rub her hair: "Rest well."

  She was taken aback for a moment, turned her head around and saw his broad back.

  Tian Xue accompanied Mu Tianyang all the way to the school gate. On the road, she suddenly thought of a question: "Are you really going to get engaged with Ding Caiyan?"

  Mu Tianyang paused for a moment, looked up at the sky: "Even if we didn't make an appointment before, now we can only make one..."

  "Why?"

  "Why...?" Mu Tianyang sighed, "As a relative of the Mu family, it's not that easy to bully. Besides, now that someone has guessed, we must be prepared... He's still young." It's not suitable for public disclosure yet. If she were older, it would be okay to say he was her boyfriend and they were in a normal relationship! But now... no way, nobody will believe it.

  Tian Xue couldn't help but sigh: "In the end, it will be Ding Caiyan who bullies her first!"

  Mu Tianyang smiled: "This depends on you! Want to marry into the Mu family, how can you not look at your face? She bullies Wanqing, and you bully her back! Humph, if she really bullies her, it's also in line with my wishes, just find an excuse to break off the engagement!"

  "Should I sympathize with her? Not even engaged yet and already destined for a broken engagement!"

  Mu Tianyang smiled coldly and didn't respond: "Go back, take good care of Wanqing." When he said the two words "Wanqing", his voice involuntarily softened.