Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

Song Guanting: "..."

He had never served anyone so personally in his entire life.

He only said two words, and he didn't think his tone was harsh or even cold.

His young wife would burst into tears at any moment; anyone who didn't know better would think he was abusing her.

I didn't yell at you.

Song Guanting seemed somewhat helpless, but more than that, he was indulgent.

He put the bowl aside, pressed his fingertip against the corner of her eye, and gently wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes.

"If you don't want to eat, just go to sleep."

Actually, Meng Tang didn't intend to cry; it's just that her emotions were harder to control when she was sick.

She just didn't expect that Song Guanting, who was always very assertive in everything he did, would not continue to force her, but instead compromised and went along with her wishes.

What a strange and capricious villain.

With reddened eyes, Meng Tang shrank back into the covers.

Song Guanting tucked the corner of the blanket in to cover her up more securely.

Meng Tang only showed her head, which was a little messy from sleeping, blinked her almond-shaped eyes twice, and looked at him with misty eyes.

Aren't you going to work yet?

Song Guanting is a complete workaholic. The group has a routine morning meeting at seven o'clock every day, and he gets up at six o'clock every day.

Meng Tang never got up that early for her college entrance exam; getting up early is impossible for her in this lifetime.

So often, when Meng Tang woke up, the seat next to her was already cold.

This was quite rare. When she woke up, she saw that Song Guanting hadn't gone to the company, but was at home, even by her side.

Could it be... that Song Guanting stayed behind specifically to keep her company?

Meng Tang's heart stirred slightly.

"I won't..."

Before Song Guanting could finish speaking, Assistant Zhou knocked on the door from the outside.

"Mr. Song, Chairman Song and the others have arrived at the police station. Would you like to leave now?"

Today is the day we agreed to transfer the shares.

The slight feeling of emotion that had risen in Meng Tang's heart vanished instantly with those words.

She said very considerately, "Go ahead and do your work. There are maids at home, so there's nothing to do."

Actually, she was just being polite, to make herself appear like a very sensible and virtuous wife.

In any case, Song Guanting would never give up his work for her.

The probability of this happening is like a clear blue sky suddenly turning into a storm – it's practically nonexistent.

Sure enough, Song Guanting stood up, turned his head and instructed the servant: "Watch the saline solution. After it's finished, take the temperature again."

"Ok sir."

After giving his instructions, Song Guanting lowered his head again, as if he wanted to say something more to Meng Tang.

But Meng Tang turned to the side first, holding the back of her head to him.

If you're going to leave, just leave already. Why pretend to be considerate? She doesn't need his fake concern. As long as the money is right, she doesn't care about any of that.

A soft sigh seemed to sound behind them, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

When Meng Tang slowly turned around again, only the maid who had been accompanying her remained in the bedroom; Song Guanting had already left.

She felt a slight pang of sadness in her heart.

Just a little bit.

She believed it was because the money wasn't paid properly, since her fever was caused by Song Guanting.

But Song Guanting only gave her a bowl of porridge. She wasn't the "Porridge Sister"; she only wanted money, piles of cash!

Who knows, the sound of money being deposited might instantly make her jump around and cure all her ailments.

damn thing.

Before drifting off to sleep, Meng Tang cursed.

*

After getting into the car, Song Guanting glanced at the villa twice more.

"Mr. Song, we need to go for a site visit to the newly acquired land at 10:00 AM, and there's a discussion at 1:00 PM, also scheduled for 3:00 PM..."

Assistant Zhou was still reporting on today's work arrangements when Song Guanting coldly interrupted him before he could finish.

"After transferring the shares this morning, all other offline work for today will be postponed to tomorrow, and meetings will be moved online."

Song Guanting glanced at his watch. "The video conference is scheduled to start at ten o'clock."

Assistant Zhou's shock was still evident on his face, and he didn't respond for a moment.

Song Guanting looked up at him. "Is there a problem?"

"No problem, I'll arrange it right away."

The first time President Song skipped the morning meeting was to take care of his wife.

And the first time I postponed work until the next day was... probably for my wife?

Assistant Zhou thought uncertainly.

*

Meng Tang was half asleep and had all sorts of weird dreams.

I felt sweaty and sticky, which wasn't very comfortable.

Then she felt a slightly cool hand covering her forehead.

She was naturally hot, so her body instinctively moved towards that cool, jade-like temperature.

"The saline solution is finished. Let the doctor come and remove the needle."

Only when she heard that familiar, cool voice did Meng Tang open her eyes in a daze.

She was completely stunned when she saw the figure moving in front of her.

The hand covering her forehead belonged to Song Guanting.

He was sitting right next to the bed, so close that when she looked over, he seemed to know she was awake and looked down at her as well.

"Awake? Still feeling dizzy?"

Meng Tang was still a little confused. "You...didn't you go to work? When did you come back? Was it already dark?"

In Meng Tang's subconscious, she felt that Song Guanting must have finished his work and that it was already very late to be able to come home.

She looked out the window and saw the sun shining brightly; the clock on the wall showed it was only 9:30.

Just then, when the family doctor came over to remove Meng Tang's needles, Song Guanting reached out again and covered her eyes, just like before.

I took her temperature again, and it had come down, though it was still slightly higher than normal.

The family doctor said it was nothing serious and just needed some more medication.

After everyone had left, Song Guanting replied calmly, "I'll come back when I'm done with my work."

Meng Tang belatedly realized that Song Guanting seemed to have really come back specifically to be with her.

She pursed her lips, feeling she shouldn't laugh, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

From this perspective, the big spenders aren't so cold-blooded and heartless after all; besides being generous with their money, they do have their merits.

"Drink the porridge."

After the fever subsided, Meng Tang finally felt hungry. She sat up and obediently drank her porridge.

"President Song, it's almost time."

Meng Tang had just finished her porridge when Assistant Zhou knocked on the door to remind her.

Song Guanting hummed in agreement: "I'm in the study. Call me if you need anything."

Meng Tang nodded like a scallion, watching Song Guanting's figure disappear from sight before stroking her chin in reverie.

So Song Guanting brought his work home?

A warm feeling washed over me.

She still has a bit of consideration for her husband.

Although he's just a fake husband.

While Song Guanting was busy with work, Meng Tang worked up a sweat and wanted to take a shower.

But the maid stopped her from taking a bath, saying, "Madam, your fever has just subsided. If you take a bath right away, it's very easy for the fever to rise again. If the master finds out, he will be unhappy. Please bear with it a little longer."

At this moment, Meng Tang felt that Song Guanting was really annoying at home.

She's always being controlled, this isn't allowed, that isn't permitted!

"If he agrees, I can take a shower, right?"

Meng Tang threw off the covers, slipped on her slippers, and ran to the study.

"Honey, I'm covered in sweat, so sticky and uncomfortable! I really want to take a shower!"