Even without any seasoning, the meals Wen Yasheng made were still very delicious, at least for Ning Chuxue.
A delicious meal, a carefully prepared phone – her guard against Wen Yasheng had almost dropped to zero.
In Ning Chuxue’s previous life, no one had ever treated her like the most precious family member the way Wen Yasheng did.
Her kindness, her gentleness, her meticulous care all made Ning Chuxue feel warm.
This was all too surreal, and Ning Chuxue gradually found herself indulging in this warm fantasyland.
Watching Wen Yasheng still busy in the kitchen, her thoughts became complicated. She didn’t know how to face this sister.
She didn’t sense any dangerous aura from Wen Yasheng.
‘She doesn’t mean to hurt me, and she’s even very willing to help me.’
That thought kept lingering in Ning Chuxue’s mind.
After a while, Wen Yasheng finished the chores and left the kitchen, walking toward Ning Chuxue.
In her hand were a glass of water and the same pills as in the morning.
“Chuxue, are you full?”
Her concern hadn’t faded, and her tone was still as warm as a spring breeze.
Ning Chuxue obediently nodded.
“Full, and it was delicious!”
Compared to her last nod, this one was more pronounced.
How sharp was Wen Yasheng’s observation of Ning Chuxue?
This change naturally didn’t escape her notice, and she secretly rejoiced.
What did this mean? Chuxue had started to trust her!
Wen Yasheng’s mind was active, but her expression remained unchanged, still wearing a smile that made people want to get close.
She placed the glass and pills on the dining table, took a tissue, and wiped the oil stain at the corner of Ning Chuxue’s mouth.
Ning Chuxue wanted to resist a little, but Wen Yasheng seemed to deliberately increase her strength. Her frail body couldn’t compete, so she gave up and let Wen Yasheng do as she pleased.
After enduring that torment, Ning Chuxue’s mouth felt itchy from being rubbed.
She glared at Wen Yasheng, then lowered her head and complained, “You did that on purpose…”
“What are you talking about, Chuxue?”
Wen Yasheng’s expression showed a hint of confusion, and her eyes flickered slightly.
“It’s a sister’s duty. Chuxue just needs to enjoy your sister’s care.”
The corner of her mouth curled up in triumph, but it was well hidden, and Ning Chuxue didn’t notice.
“Oh.”
Ning Chuxue made an “oh” sound, turned away glumly, picked up the glass, and swallowed the pills Wen Yasheng had brought.
After that little joke from Wen Yasheng, she unconsciously started acting spoiled in front of Wen Yasheng.
She drained the glass, turned back, and found Wen Yasheng still watching her.
After the previous experiences, Ning Chuxue was no longer surprised.
She asked the most curious question: “What are these pills for?”
“They’re for treatment.”
Wen Yasheng didn’t hide anything and told Ning Chuxue everything she didn’t know.
Ning Chuxue had once contracted a very rare disease that made her prone to forgetting things from the past.
Additionally, her body became very weak, and even deliberate exercise didn’t bring any improvement.
These pills couldn’t cure her illness completely; they only suppressed the worsening of her condition.
Ning Chuxue quietly listened to Wen Yasheng’s explanation and found that apart from the amnesia, everything else matched her current physical state.
But wait.
She suddenly tried to recall and found that her memories of being a man in her previous life had become somewhat blurry.
Before she could think further, she felt a hand stroking her head.
“Don’t worry, Chuxue. Your sister will definitely find a cure.”
Ning Chuxue lowered her head, appearing obedient.
But inside, she was still a bit resistant.
Just then, the pure white door of the living room creaked.
The door was tall and wide.
On the front were carved two medieval knights, one on each door leaf, raising their lances and crossing them at the center.
The first impression was solemn, with a faint sense of pressure.
If someone timid saw the knights carved on this door, they would likely back off.
The door was pushed open, and Mu Wannuo appeared at the entrance.
Her eyes were lifeless, and she carried a hint of fatigue.
But when her gaze fell on Ning Chuxue sitting on the high stool, the fatigue in her eyes immediately vanished.
“Poor little thing, feeling better?”
She casually threw the documents in her hand onto the table by the door and walked over to Ning Chuxue and Wen Yasheng.
Unlike Wen Yasheng, Mu Wannuo’s expression was calm, she had no perfume scent, and wore a simple white suit.
She wasn’t wearing makeup, but her looks were still impressive.
Ning Chuxue’s impression of her was only—keep away from strangers.
Completely different from Wen Yasheng’s gentleness, her cold aura made Ning Chuxue instinctively shrink her neck.
It was like meeting a natural enemy—very unpleasant.
Even though reason told Ning Chuxue she meant no harm, her body still instinctively cowered.
“I… I’m better.”
Ning Chuxue forced herself to answer haltingly, and her body unconsciously leaned closer to Wen Yasheng beside her.
Mu Wannuo’s just-extended hand froze, and she looked at Wen Yasheng with grievance and bitterness.
“That occupational habit of yours needs to change.”
Wen Yasheng shook her head helplessly, slowly pulled Ning Chuxue into her arms, and gently patted her back, as if soothing a child.
Mu Wannuo dejectedly withdrew her hand, still wearing a look of melancholy.
She was silent for a few seconds, then made a decision. From the pile of documents she had tossed aside, she pulled out an envelope with gold-embossed edges and handed it to Ning Chuxue.
“Chuxue, this is for you.”
“What is this?”
Ning Chuxue timidly raised her eyes, tilted her head, and looked at her with confusion.
“Chuning University is an aristocratic school, only open to special individuals. This is its admission letter.”
“An aristocratic school?”
Ning Chuxue was even more confused.
She didn’t remember China having such an aristocratic school, and she started muttering to herself.
So, she turned her gaze to Wen Yasheng.
Noticing Ning Chuxue’s look, Wen Yasheng ruffled her hair and said, “Don’t worry, your Second Sister is very impressive.”
Only after receiving Wen Yasheng’s assurance did Ning Chuxue dare to take the letter.
This scene actually made Mu Wannuo extremely envious. She gritted her teeth sourly and lightly kicked Wen Yasheng.
“This little one likes you so much. How did you manage that?”
Wen Yasheng didn’t answer directly and gave a hummed laugh.
“Secret~”
But in Mu Wannuo’s eyes, that was showing off!
“Thank you… Mu Wan… sis.”
Ning Chuxue’s thanks were still stuttered, which made Mu Wannuo resolve herself.
“I can’t fall behind either!”
She watched Ning Chuxue curiously playing with the envelope in her hand, and a brilliant plan appeared in her mind.
“Chuxue?”
She walked up to Ning Chuxue.
“Wh… What is it?”
The latter instinctively shrank back, but after a few seconds forced herself to move closer to Mu Wannuo.
“Chuxue’s body is still very weak. Bathing alone must be inconvenient. How about taking a bath with your sister tonight?”
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