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Are you trying to understand Fu Shengyang? Or are you just curious?

An Xiaoyue didn't know, so she couldn't answer Fu Shengyang's question.

She chose to remain silent, lowering her head and fidgeting with her fingers, not daring to look at the man's face.

Fu Shengyang swept his tongue across his back alveolar ridge.

Well, the little girl hasn't quite figured it out yet.

After all, he was still a medical student and had no interest in relationships.

But how could she smile so happily at Leng Fangyi?

Could it be that the two people have the same major and therefore have more in common?

He should also find some time to spend more time with Xiaoyue and talk to her more.

The Spring Festival holiday is a great opportunity, so we should plan it well.

Fu Shengyang didn't ask any further questions or say anything else, so An Xiaoyue continued watching the rest of the video.

The official website of the milk tea shop where she previously worked part-time released the original surveillance video, revealing the true scene of her being splashed with milk tea.

Some entertainment media outlets even compared her blurred marriage certificate with Fu Shengyang's information, speculating that her husband was Fu Shengyang.

She muttered to herself, "How can these media people be so clever at times?"

To her even greater surprise, her classmates from Beijing Medical College were looking for her at various school ceremonies.

The videos were everywhere, all cheering her on.

Whether it's receiving the nation's highest scholarship or speaking on behalf of students or in clinical departments, all these videos are doing the same thing.

This proves how outstanding An Xiaoyue is.

The various copywriting materials were particularly enlightening for An Xiaoyue.

She knew she was excellent, but she never knew that so many people would record her story, or even use her as a source of motivation.

[Someone who was already far more outstanding than her peers during her school years only needs time. She's only 22, and her future is predictably bright.]

Because of her mother's illness, she struggled to balance her studies and part-time job. Those who have shoes and umbrellas shouldn't laugh at someone who is working hard.

She is excellent on her own, so she doesn't need to depend on anyone to live.

My mother had been bedridden for a long time, and she became pregnant. She didn't choose to terminate the pregnancy; instead, she gritted her teeth and silently, unwaveringly, walked her own path in life. She is the source of strength I need in life.

An Xiaoyue closed her hand and felt a cool sensation on her face.

When I raised my hand to wipe it, I realized it was tears.

She thought she could face everything calmly, but in the end she overestimated her ability to be insensitive.

Her reputation has completely turned around.

From being universally reviled to becoming a role model and source of strength.

Everything was too surreal and sudden; An Xiaoyue couldn't believe that Fu Shengyang wasn't involved.

"Sheng Yang, thank you." She blurted out her heartfelt gratitude.

And the name Sheng Yang seems much easier to pronounce now.

Fu Shengyang rested his chin on his hand and looked at her. "Three words and that's it?"

Given how things have developed to this point, it seems that Fu Shengyang did nothing.

However, without his support at the beginning and his advice in the middle, the final result might not have been the same.

Throughout the entire incident, Fu Shengyang was always the one standing behind her.

She wouldn't mistakenly believe that Fu Shengyang had taken a liking to her.

From the moment she started working as a designated driver, her relationship with Fu Shengyang was simply a matter of mutual benefit.

He would help her deal with it, partly because he didn't want her emotional fluctuations to affect her luck.

On the other hand, she is, after all, a member of the Fu family, and the filth surrounding her is not solely hers.

An Xiaoyue actually knew what Fu Shengyang wanted. Having slept in the same bed every day, she was already very familiar with his physical reactions.

Even though the doctor said it was okay for couples to have sex during the second trimester, they tried it once and the experience wasn't bad.

However, she was pregnant and dared not take any risks.

An Xiaoyue couldn't think of anything to repay him with, remembering his angry words earlier.

She said, "Next time you're angry, just tell me directly, and I'll admit my mistake immediately and not make you angry again."

Fu Shengyang chuckled softly, feeling helpless, but touched by her overly pure and adorable words.

He gently stroked her head, his dark eyes gleaming with hope in the light, and whispered...

"Grow your hair out, it looks good."

"Oh, okay." It's not difficult at all.

From childhood to adulthood, her hair has always been long, reaching down to her chest.

Once, while working part-time, I set up a stall at the entrance of a supermarket and was noticed by an aunt who collected hair.

She had a head of straight, shiny black hair, which sold for two thousand yuan.

She often appears with greasy hair because she doesn't have time to wash it.

Since she could sell it for money, she readily agreed to cut it off.

After that, I kept it at that length. When it got too long, I would take scissors and cut it in front of the mirror, just to practice preparing the skin for future clinical surgeries.

Now, when Fu Shengyang talks about his hair, if he wants to grow it long, he has to find a hairdresser to trim it.

"Go to sleep, it's very late."

"Mmm." An Xiaoyue pulled up the blanket and lay down facing Fu Shengyang with practiced ease.

Fu Shengyang picked up a book from the bedside table and began reading a bedtime story.

In the room, one was lying down and the other was sitting.

The warm orange light, on a winter night, points towards happiness.

Fu Shengyang read the story in a flat, even voice, without any inflection.

An Xiaoyue thought, this is just Fu Shengyang's usual tone of voice, there's no need for him to be so dramatic.

Since it's being read to Lucky anyway, it's okay if she closes her eyes and daydreams a little.

In one day, she endured the dirty water that was splashed on her, and even the grievances she suffered during her part-time job.

It seems that the words of encouragement and affirmation have made everything feel much lighter.

She wasn't unintentional; it's just that the minute hand was moving too fast, and she didn't have time to pay attention to her emotions.

No matter how much Fu Shengyang invested in this "An Xiaoyue Clarification" incident, she was grateful.

The videos posted by students from Beijing Medical College.

She also saw her former self, and the self that had worked hard and persevered.

Along the way, she should also thank the girl named An Xiaoyue.

You were amazing from 19 to 22 years old.

Keep your original aspiration and keep moving forward.

"Xiaoyue." Before we knew it, Fu Shengyang's story had come to an end.

An Xiaoyue, whose eyes were already closed, found it difficult to open them again for the time being.

Then let's pretend to be asleep.

The rustling sounds were Fu Shengyang putting down his book and turning off the light.

Fu Shengyang covered himself with the blanket and moved closer to her.

He leaned down and kissed her forehead, then took her hand, which was resting on the pillow, in his palm before making any other moves.

An Xiaoyue had no idea that Fu Shengyang would kiss her forehead and hold her hand before going to sleep.

Fu Shengyang's intimacy with her seems to have exceeded the scope of the marital obligations stipulated in the agreement.

Why did Fu Shengyang treat her like this?

Has the poison flared up again?

Fu Shengyang is unwilling to take Chinese medicine to detoxify; does he really need her help?

An Xiaoyue carefully felt the temperature of his palm; it was indeed quite high and slightly sweaty.

It seems the poison has flared up again.

“Sheng... Sheng Yang,” An Xiaoyue said nervously.

Her heart raced uncontrollably as she thought about what she wanted to say.

“Aside from growing my hair long, if you need to…” An Xiaoyue pursed her lips, “I’m willing.”

After a few seconds of silence, she added, "But you have to be careful and move gently."

Fu Shengyang remained silent and made no move for a long time.

So long that she even thought Fu Shengyang had fallen asleep.

"An Xiaoyue."

The quiet room was suddenly filled with Fu Shengyang's serious voice.

He still called her by her full name, and An Xiaoyue's heart tightened inexplicably.

"Ok?"

“There’s a long road ahead, it’s not just a few months.” He can wait, he has plenty of patience.

An Xiaoyue's cheeks burned, burning hot.

This makes it sound like she's sexually frustrated.

"it is good."

"Of course, I'd be happy to help if you need me."

An Xiaoyue heard it clearly; his voice, as usual, carried a hint of amusement.

She whispered, "I don't need it."

An Xiaoyue turned over, no longer facing him.

The next morning, as soon as An Xiaoyue went downstairs, she heard Cui Ma say...

"Xiao Gao went to Hongshan Hall this morning and found that Mrs. An had a fever."