100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

Nancy stayed until 8 p.m. before leaving.

"Sister Tingwan, I'll wait for you at school tomorrow."

"Okay, go back now." Meng Tingwan patted her hair and hugged Diudiu to say goodbye.

Nancy was very happy; she had a smile on her face when she left.

She lives not far from here, just a five-minute walk away.

As soon as she got home and opened the door, her phone rang.

Nancy immediately guessed it was her brother calling, and sure enough, when she took out her phone, she saw the name flashing on the screen—it was Moore.

"elder brother."

The girl's sweet voice instantly relieved the man's exhaustion.

Mo'er softened his voice, "Is Xixi happy today?"

"Yes, I'm very happy," Nancy said without any hesitation.

Moore didn't know what had happened to her, but from her tone, he knew it must be something good.

This made him happy as well.

"I'm sorry, I can't make it to your event this time. I'll make it up to you next time, okay?" Moore watched the doctor stitching up the wound on his abdomen and tried to speak to her in a calm voice.

Nancy didn't catch anything amiss and said considerately, "I know you're busy, so it's okay, no need to apologize."

A crowd surrounded Mo'er, all astonished to see their master speaking to the other person without batting an eye despite his injury. They dared not even breathe.

The doctor's forehead was covered in sweat, but his hand remained steady as he held the needle.

Despite the pain, Moore continued speaking to Nancy, "Is Cheng Yu going?"

“No.” Nancy bit her lip and thought for a moment. “He’s Cheng Yu’s friend.”

I didn't ask Sister Tingwan why she was there, so she can't just spread rumors about her identity.

"Friend?" Moore sat up abruptly from the bed, his movements so sudden that the doctor was terrified. Blood started flowing out again from the half-stitched wound.

Unfortunately, the person involved didn't seem to feel anything.

"Male and female?"

Mohr's voice became very serious.

With Cheng Yu's extremely cold personality, what friends could he possibly have? And if he were friends, they would be his boyfriend.

If it were that assistant from last time, she would never have said they were friends.

Nancy knew what her brother was thinking, and quickly said, "It's an older sister."

"A woman?" Moore was even more shocked. "When did Cheng Yu become friends with a woman? Could she be his girlfriend?"

Nancy was afraid her brother would ask Cheng Yu, so she quickly told him, "Brother, don't talk nonsense. He's just Cheng Yu's friend, but don't ask him."

When Moore heard it was a woman, he relaxed, lay down again, and gave the doctor a wink, signaling him to continue stitching.

The doctor closed his eyes, truly at a loss for words.

That crazy duke!

This shows a complete disregard for one's own health.

Mo'er snorted, "I'm too lazy to ask, but anyone around him can be trusted."

"Of course, I chatted with this lady for a whole day, and I really like her."

Hearing the word "like," Moore felt a little jealous.

Nancy had never said that to herself before, from childhood to adulthood.

"Xixi, you like her, but don't you like your brother?"

Nancy knew her brother's feelings, so of course she treated them equally. "I like him. My brother is my favorite, and this sister is my second favorite."

This answer made Moore smile with satisfaction, his face beaming with pride, and he even forgot about the pain in his body.

"Okay, I know Xixi is being good. Now go to sleep. Remember to take pictures of your brother tomorrow."

Moore didn't forget to give her these instructions.

"Yeah, I know."

After the brother and sister hung up the phone, Nancy happily took her pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Meanwhile, Moore, who was all smiles a second ago, hung up the phone the next second, his smile vanished instantly, and he reverted to his usual ruthless and bloodthirsty demeanor, his amber eyes sending chills down one's spine.

"What about people?"

"under."

One of his subordinates said respectfully.

At this moment, the doctor stitched up his wound and wrapped it with gauze. "Your Grace, although this is not a fatal wound, you still need to be careful and rest well."

As a doctor, he had to say what he needed to say.

As for whether the patient would listen or not, he knew Moore wouldn't.

As he expected, Moore immediately took the clothes from the butler and put them on, giving him a domineering look, "Don't worry, this little injury won't kill me."

He needs to live well, and Xixi needs his care.

Knowing that further discussion was pointless, the doctor bowed to him and watched him open the door and leave.

-

Cheng Yu returned home very late that night as usual.

When he returned, Meng Tingwan was already asleep.

Looking at the small bulge on the bed, Cheng Yu felt a sense of peace.

I hope this stability can last a little longer.

The next morning, the two ate breakfast facing each other.

Meng Tingwan was texting Nancy on her phone. After she finished, she said to Cheng Yu, "I have something to do today, I'm going out for a bit."

"Okay." Cheng Yu didn't stop him. "Will Cen Yi come along?"

“I’ve arranged something else for him.” Meng Tingwan took a sip of porridge and put down her phone. “Qianqian will be with me.”

Cheng Yu knew that she was always reluctant to reveal her schedule, so he didn't ask.

After finishing breakfast, Cheng Yu went to work.

Meng Tingwan also went back to her room to change her clothes.

She had bought a lot of hats with wigs before, and yesterday she asked Sister Yan to help her go back and get a short-haired one.

I bought it to avoid paparazzi, and I haven't worn it even once. Today it came in handy.

Fully armed, Meng Tingwan picked up a bunch of car keys and went downstairs.

Sister Yan had just finished tidying up the kitchen and came out. When she saw her outfit, she didn't really recognize her.

"How is it? Has it changed a bit?"

Sister Yan nodded vigorously, "It's such a big change, especially the hair."

Meng Tingwan was relieved to hear her say that.

Satisfied, she touched the hat with her hand and felt Diudiu rubbing against her feet. She then squatted down and ruffled its fur.

"Sister Yan, I won't be coming back for lunch. You can make something for yourself. If you don't have anything else, you can go home."

"Okay, I understand. Please be careful when you go out," Sister Yan reminded her again.

Meng Tingwan stood up, smiled and nodded, "Yes."

On the way, she told Tang Qian about lunch that day, and they immediately agreed.

"I was just about to ask you out, so you called ahead."

"By the way, isn't your young master also at Guangdong University? Should we invite him along?"

Tang Qian refused without even thinking, "No, I finally finished work. If I see his face again, I'll think I have to go back to work."

"Okay, then we won't call him. You decide what we want to eat, and we'll just go over there."

When it comes to food, Tang Qian is second to none.

"Okay, I'll arrange everything perfectly."

Miss Tang honorably accepted this arduous task.

After hanging up the phone, I started searching...