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"Come here, I'll help you wipe it."

These words stunned Jiang Mian.

Although she also felt that things had indeed eased somewhat between her and Lu Bozhou.

But, it hasn't gotten to that point yet, has it?

"No, no need," she said softly, her voice barely audible.

"Hurry up," the man urged, "Don't catch a cold."

Jiang Mian bit her lip, but still walked up with a towel over her head.

To her surprise, the scene was very quiet after she went up, and she didn't notice any movement.

There was no sound.

Jiang Mian felt uneasy and pulled the towel off her head.

After I tore it off, I felt... it would have been better if I hadn't torn it off at all.

Let's just keep covering it up. Ideally, we'd never have to tear it off, so we wouldn't lose face!

She looked at the father and son on the sofa.

The father and son were both looking at her.

Lu Bozhou sat on the sofa with his long legs spread apart.

Lu Chaochi was standing between his legs, with Lu Bozhou pressing a towel against his head...

Anyone who isn't an idiot can see the obvious at a glance.

Lu Bozhou's previous words were not directed at her at all!

It was said to Lu Chaochi!

It was only because her voice was barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz, that she declined. Lu Bozhou didn't pay attention; he continued talking to Lu Chaochi.

She thought he was talking to her.

What a... speechless misunderstanding.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips, her cheeks burning so hot they felt like they were about to burst!

Lu Bozhou sat there, leaning back in the sofa. He looked languid and relaxed, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at her.

Jiang Mian whispered, "I..."

Lu Bozhou chuckled, "You didn't think I was going to wipe it for you, did you?"

Jiang Mian now regrets it; why did she pull the towel off her head?

That way, at least the embarrassment on my face can be hidden for a while.

Now it's great, everything is on full display.

Everything is clearly visible.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood," Jiang Mian said softly, her voice hoarse.

I just wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

Her face flushed red, and she felt her face burning hot, and her head was spinning.

Lu Chaochi frowned and glared at Lu Bozhou. "Dad, Mianmian got soaked because she went to wake us up and bring us here!"

Lu Chaochi quickly walked over to Jiang Mian, "Mianmian, sit down, I'll help you wipe it."

A warm feeling welled up in Jiang Mian's heart.

All she needs is a son.

My son is so wonderful!

Jiang Mian sat down, her head slightly lowered, waiting for Lu Chaochi to wipe her down.

She didn't necessarily want the child to help her dry off, but she just wanted to feel it for a few moments.

They even closed their eyes contentedly.

Soon, the rubbing force landed on her head.

But this force... is clearly not something a child's small hand could produce!

"Hmm?" Jiang Mian suddenly looked up!

She met the man's cold, stern eyes, and his hand pressed the towel against her head, rubbing it.

"President Lu," Jiang Mian called out, then felt somewhat embarrassed.

The next second, she felt Lu Bozhou's hand land on her head, not through the towel.

Instead... it landed directly on her forehead!

Jiang Mian's eyes widened suddenly. "President Lu?"

The man's stern brows furrowed slightly. "No wonder your face is blushing abnormally."

"what?"

"You have a fever," Lu Bozhou concluded.

"What?!" Lu Chaochi's voice suddenly became urgent.

They quickly came up.

Her little hand brushed Lu Bozhou's hand away.

The next second, the child's soft lips touched Jiang Mian's forehead.

Lu Bozhou frowned slightly and clicked his tongue, "Who taught you that?"

"Uncle Song," Lu Chaochi said, his little eyebrows furrowing, "Mianmian has a fever!"

“Song Xucheng teaches you all this nonsense all day long,” Lu Bozhou said calmly.

Lu Chaochi jumped off the sofa, looking for fever reducers in the medicine box as he said, "Because you've been getting fevers for no reason for a while now, I'm worried about you."

Children always speak from the heart, and their words, though seemingly casual, seem all the more sincere.

The man glanced at the child but didn't say anything.

Before she realized she had a fever, Jiang Mian only thought that she was blushing and feeling hot because she was embarrassed.

I didn't think much of it.

Now that I know I have a fever, wow, I'm starting to feel dizzy and lightheaded.

"Change your clothes, take your medicine, and go to sleep." Lu Bozhou's words were simple and direct.

Jiang Mian was confused, but she obediently did as she was told.

She lay on the bed in the RV, staring at the sofa with her burning red eyes.

The sound of a man showering could be heard coming from the bathroom of the RV.

Jiang Mian was still half asleep when she realized she was in bed. Where was Lu Bozhou going to sleep?

That sofa seems a bit small for him.

Lu Chaochi then brought her some warm water to drink.

Jiang Mian's mind was still a bit foggy as she thought back to what Lu Chaochi had said earlier.

She couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Little Stone, you just said your dad keeps getting fevers, what's going on?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chaochi sighed softly, "I don't know either, but Dad used to have a period of time where he would inexplicably get a fever."

"Didn't you go to the hospital?"

“I’ve been there. It seems like they didn’t cure anything…” Lu Chaochi’s brows furrowed tightly as he spoke of this.

"Uncle Song said that Dad doesn't seem to be sick."

"Not sick? Then what is it?"

Who in their right health would develop a fever for no apparent reason?

"They say it's stress." The child sighed with a maturity beyond his years, "I really am Dad's son, I'm stressed too."

Jiang Mian thought about the time she was kidnapped by Zhang Quan.

After being rescued, Little Stone seemed to have no external injuries, but he kept having a fever.

Song Xu said at the time that it was due to stress.

Lu Chaochi gently touched Jiang Mian's face. "Mianmian, you should go to sleep. You'll feel better after a good night's sleep."

"Mmm." Jiang Mian closed her eyes.

Because of Lu Chaochi's interruption, Jiang Mian was dizzy and confused, and completely ignored the problem she was originally considering.

Lu Bozhou, where should we sleep later?

Jiang Mian closed her eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Magical to say.

Perhaps it was because she had a fever, perhaps it was because her son was with her, perhaps it was... Jiang Mian was unwilling to admit whether Lu Bozhou was involved in the situation.

In short, she had previously been having trouble sleeping soundly in the RV, always waking up and falling asleep intermittently.

Right now, I'm sound asleep.

It wasn't until dawn that this continued.

Jiang Mian opened her eyes, still dazed.

The sky was painted with a vast expanse of rosy light, and the warm, soft colors streamed in through the car windows.

The light wasn't strong, but it had a fuzzy, textured feel.

Under such light, everything seemed to be coated with a soft glow.

This naturally includes... the man sleeping soundly with his eyes closed beside her.

Despite his stern and aloof features, he appears quite quiet and gentle when he closes his eyes.

A high, straight nose and lips of moderate thickness.

Her eyelashes were long enough to cast a light shadow under her eyes.

Looking at his handsome and peaceful sleeping face, Jiang Mian's mind seemed to reboot as she slowly came to her senses.

His eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils contracted sharply. He was instantly wide awake, having been somewhat drowsy!

My senses returned.

I could clearly feel the distinct sensation of an arm draped over my waist!! "Qiqi is here to ask for votes and favorites! I don't have any ideas for a late-night snack yet, but I drank a can of beer and feel like I need some barbecue to go with it."