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She stopped beside Jiang Qixing and said with a smile, "Xiaoxing, it's time to eat. How about leaving the cat with Butler Zhong? Everyone is waiting for you. Don't keep them waiting for too long. It's impolite."

After hearing her voice, Jiang Qixing finally responded.

He slowly looked up and saw the smile on her lips. Deep in his heart, a ripple appeared like a calm lake. He said "Oh", handed the cat to Butler Zhong, and followed Jiang Tingxia.

Butler Zhong held the cat and looked at him in surprise.

No way, this young master with a weird personality never listens to anyone and always does his own thing, but he actually listens to Jiang Tingxia obediently. This is too unbelievable!

He really couldn't figure out what methods Jiang Tingxia used to make the children so obedient. If she published a parenting book, it would definitely be a big hit!

The moment Jiang Qixing sat down, he felt a sinister and cold gaze, which naturally came from Pei Zhili who was sitting opposite him.

He pretended not to see it, his expression indifferent.

Pei Zhili tried his best to control his emotions. If Jiang Tingxia and the others hadn't been there, he would have already started a fight with this despicable villain. He was sure that this guy had come back on purpose. It seemed that the punches he had received yesterday hadn't taught him a lesson.

But it doesn't matter. He wants to play, right? Then I'll play with him!

Jiang Tingxia naturally sensed the faint smell of gunpowder between the two men and quickly picked up a chicken leg for each of them, telling them to eat quickly. As long as they were blocked from eating, they would have no time to attack each other.

Fortunately, neither of them spoke, and the dinner went peacefully.

But after dinner, Jiang Qixing was about to go back to his room when Pei Zhili passed by him and gave him a cold look. "Don't think I don't know why you came back this time. If you want to play, I'll accompany you!"

Jiang Qixing glanced at him sideways, his eyes nonchalant, but with disgust and disdain in them.

They stared at each other hostilely for several seconds before Jiang Qixing's cold voice rang out, "Okay."

...

The next day, at breakfast time, the entire family was present, except for Jiang Qixing. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't come down. Pei Yanzhou couldn't help but ask Butler Zhong, "Why hasn't Xiaoxing come down yet? Hasn't he gotten up yet?"

"I don't know, sir. I'll go up and get him down."

After Butler Zhong finished speaking, he went upstairs, walked to the door of Jiang Qixing's room, knocked on the door, and asked him to get up and have breakfast, but there was no response.

Jiang Tingxia felt somewhat helpless. Her youngest son had returned physically, but his soul seemed to have disappeared. He didn't know where he had gone. It seemed that now, apart from her, he would ignore anyone who spoke to him.

She had no choice but to do it herself. She got up and walked upstairs, knocking on the door. "Xiaoxing, are you up? We are all waiting for you to have breakfast."

Still no response.

Jiang Tingxia realized something was wrong, frowned, and asked Butler Zhong to bring the key and open the door immediately.

Butler Zhong was also worried that something might have happened to Jiang Qixing, so he didn't dare to delay and quickly took the key. After opening the door, Jiang Tingxia saw Jiang Qixing lying on the bed.

He almost wrapped himself in the quilt, with only half of his face exposed, as if he had not woken up yet. His long, dark eyelashes were tightly closed under his eyelids. The room was so quiet that it seemed as if he could not even breathe.

Logically speaking, such a loud noise should have woken him up. But Jiang Tingxia called him twice more, but he still didn't wake up, curled up in the quilt without moving.

"Xiaoxing?!" Jiang Tingxia's heart was in her throat. She quickly walked to his bed and pulled his quilt down a little. Only then did she notice a strange blush on his face, as if he was sick.

Jiang Tingxia reached out to touch his forehead, which was burning hot... He actually had a fever, and it was quite severe!

It’s strange. He was fine yesterday, why did he suddenly have a high fever?

But Jiang Tingxia didn't think much about it. At this moment, she was full of worry about him. She said to Butler Zhong: "Xiaoxing has a fever. Go and get a doctor."

Butler Zhong didn't expect that he was sick, so he immediately called the family doctor.

At this time Pei Yanzhou also came in, "What's going on?"

"Xiaoxing has a fever."

Pei Yanzhou frowned slightly, walked over and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead. Unexpectedly, Jiang Qixing suddenly opened his eyes, resisted his touch, and moved to the side.

Pei Yanzhou's hand stopped in mid-air, "..."

When he came in just now, he clearly saw Jiang Tingxia taking Jiang Qixing's temperature and he didn't resist at that time. Why can't he resist when it comes to him? Should he be treated differently?

Jiang Tingxia sat down beside the bed. "Xiaoxing, what's wrong with you? You suddenly have a fever. Did you catch a cold last night from kicking off the quilt? You used to kick off the quilt often when you were a child."

Jiang Qixing turned his head and met her worried eyes.

At this moment, she only had eyes for him, and he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

He pursed his lips and said, "I don't know."

Jiang Tingxia asked again: "How do you take care of yourself when you live alone? Or are you often sick?"

Is this what she thought of?

He lives alone, but his health is good and he doesn't get sick often. Even if he does get sick, he just bears it silently and doesn't tell anyone.

But now... he wanted more of her attention.

Jiang Qixing moved his throat and said "hmm".

His voice was a little hoarse and his lips looked dry. Jiang Tingxia became even more worried and asked Pei Yanzhou to pour him a glass of water.

I don't know how he managed to survive alone...

Without saying a word, Pei Yanzhou poured a glass of warm water from the water dispenser and handed it to Jiang Tingxia. She helped Jiang Qixing sit up on the bedside, then took the glass and brought it to his lips for him to drink.

Jiang Qixing drank two sips of water from the cup, and then looked at her thoughtfully.

She still looked worried, wondering... had she been worried about Pei Zhili in the same way?

I think so.

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Qixing's desire to kick Pei Zhili out of this family suddenly became clear and strong. He should never share what he wants with someone he dislikes!

He has many ways to achieve his goals.

For example, right now, he had taken a cold shower last night, then went out on the balcony to blow the cold wind, and actually made himself sick. Even though it was really uncomfortable, he didn't regret it at all.

Jiang Qixing wanted to make this moment last longer, even if his mother's eyes stayed on him for just one more second. From childhood to adulthood, he never knew how good it felt to have his mother care about him.

Sadly, the doctor arrived quickly.

Jiang Tingxia could only step aside and let the doctor examine him. Fortunately, it wasn't too serious and would be fine after taking some fever-reducing medicine. She felt relieved.

Pei Zhili leaned against the door and looked at the scene with contempt.

Should he tell his mother that this was a tragic drama directed and acted by Jiang Qixing himself?