The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 116 Forget about stocks, I want them all!
The night was deep, and the faint fragrance of lilies wafted through the ward.

Mei Yinglan and Chu Jiuli chatted away, their conversation unexpectedly harmonious.

It seemed the IV drip was working, or perhaps her mood had improved. Mei Yinglan was in much better condition than when she first arrived, and Chu Jiuli's pale complexion had also softened somewhat.

As they were chatting, Mei Yinglan suddenly turned to look at Zhang Beifang, who was sitting silently to the side: "Beifang, take two days off and cook for me and Jiuli."

Zhang Beifang was looking down at his phone when he was called on. He paused for a moment, scratched his head, and said, "Okay, wife."

"Auntie, no need, I can eat the hospital food." Chu Jiuli quickly waved her hand, trying to decline.

"For stomach problems, you should drink some rice porridge. Although the man in my family isn't a great cook, he's quite good at making porridge."

Chu Jiuli opened her mouth slightly, still wanting to refuse.

Mei Yinglan, however, smiled and said, "Jiuli, my Mu Chen's grades still need your help. Besides, you can make a lot of porridge in one batch, so you don't need to be so polite with your aunt."

Having said that, Chu Jiuli paused for a moment, remained silent for a few seconds, and then nodded gently: "Thank you, Auntie."

Zhang Muchen leaned back in his chair, bored, listening to the conversation between the two.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated.

Chu Jiuli sent a message.

Take good care of Auntie, don't always spend time with me, I'm fine.

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow and tapped the screen a few times with his fingers.

My mom has my dad to take care of her, that's enough.

Chu Jiuli: [Let's take good care of Auntie.]

Zhang Muchen squinted as he looked.

Huh? They won't let me get close?
Are you shy because my family is here?
Gee tut.

Then I'll have to go over and tease him a bit.

No, it's about taking care of someone.

How can a delicate and tender girl be left without someone to take care of her?

Zhang Muchen smiled and turned to look at his mother: "Mom, I'm going to take care of my deskmate. Dad is fine with you here, right?"

Upon hearing this, Mei Yinglan immediately waved her hand and said, "That's enough, that's enough. Go and take good care of Jiu Li."

"Auntie, no need."

Before Chu Jiuli could speak, Mei Yinglan interrupted without hesitation: "Oh, no need to be polite with my brat. Let him stay and keep me company tonight."

Zhang Muchen stopped and looked at his mother.

Mom, it has to be you.

He slowly walked to the chair next to Chu Jiuli's hospital bed and sat down, a smile playing on his lips: "Tell me what's wrong."

"Um"

Chu Jiuli lowered her eyes.

Asking him to stay by Zhang Muchen's bedside and take care of him in front of his mother felt a little awkward.

"Want to finish watching the movie?" Zhang Muchen asked.

Chu Jiuli shook her head.

He shared a pair of headphones with Zhang Muchen to watch a movie, even in front of his mother.

No way.

"I need to lie down for a while..."

Chu Jiuli slowly moved her body, wanting to lie down.

"I'll help you."

"Need not……"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Muchen had already gently supported her shoulders and waist.

The pressure was very light, but the warmth of the palm seeped through the fabric of the pajamas.

Chu Jiuli's body stiffened slightly.

Zhang Muchen slowly adjusted her position, helping her lie down smoothly. Then he casually covered her with the blanket.

On the other side, Mei Yinglan watched her son's actions and couldn't help but sigh, "Our son is quite gentle and takes good care of people."

Zhang Beifang sat to the side, watching Zhang Muchen's movements with a deep gaze.

That hand seemed to have slipped casually from my shoulder to my back.
Gee tut.

You little rascal, trying to take advantage of me.

He truly is a descendant of Zhang Beifang from my own lineage.

Just like your father back then.

After lying down, Chu Jiuli deliberately turned her back to Zhang Muchen.

She always felt that this guy was reasonably pushing his luck.

She pulled the blanket up, covering half her face. Then she closed her eyes, pretending to rest.

However, the next second...
"Hey, I can't see the scenery outside the window from here, I'll sit here."

click -

The sound of a chair being dragged rang out. Chu Jiuli's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Zhang Muchen carried a chair and sat down in front of him with an air of nonchalance.

"..."

Chu Jiuli was convinced.

Are you really looking at the night view?

"Of course. Shall I help you up and watch for a bit?"

"I just lay down."

"It's okay, I'll help you."

After saying that, Zhang Muchen was about to make a move.

"No."

Chu Jiuli closed her eyes and gently pulled the blanket tighter around herself.

Zhang Muchen rested his chin on his hand, his gaze fixed on her, and said slowly, "Classmate, your eyelashes are quite pretty."

"."

She suddenly had a feeling...

It's even more uncomfortable than gastroenteritis.

The night was deep and quiet in the ward.

A curtain enclosed the hospital bed, creating a private space. Chu Jiuli and Mei Yinglan slept peacefully.

There were other patients in the ward, their breathing varying in depth and intensity, mingling in the air. Fortunately, no one was snoring, so the quiet night wasn't disturbed.

On the hard bed, the father and son slept head to head.

They placed their down jackets under the bed and covered themselves with Mei Yinglan's and Chu Jiuli's coats.

"You should wear this on so you don't catch a cold."

Zhang Muchen recalled the expression on Chu Jiuli's face when she handed him the coat; there was a hint of concern in it.

He gently wrapped his clothes tighter around himself, a faint fragrance lingering around his nose.

It's Chu Jiuli's scent.

It's light, clean, and has a subtle, almost imperceptible sweetness.

Just as his thoughts drifted away, Zhang Beifang suddenly whispered, "Son, are you asleep?"

"Didn't sleep."

"Let's chat for a bit if we're not asleep."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Beifang lowered his voice: "Let's talk about you and your deskmate."

"Oh, I'm still working on it."

"That's it"

Zhang Beifang's tone carried a hint of nostalgia: "Back in the day, your old man also managed to win over the school beauty."

“Tell me more, Dad, tell me more.” Zhang Muchen immediately became interested and turned to look at him.

Zhang Beifang smiled leisurely: "That's all in the past. Besides, you know that school beauty."

"Huh? Who is it?"

Zhang Beifang stared at the ceiling, then deliberately paused for a second: "I'm not telling you."

"..."

Zhang Muchen said quietly, "Dad, if you only say half of what you mean, you'll lose your skin like a swallow."

Zhang Beifang chuckled and changed the subject: "Son, how are things between you and Wang Shishi?"

"pretty good."

Zhang Beifang paused for a moment: "Actually, I think Shishi is quite good."

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Beifang stroked his chin: "I think Shishi is a lively girl with a straightforward personality, generous nature, and a good family background."

"If you can win her over, then my retirement will be secure."

"..."

"But your mom seems to prefer Jiu Li. Son, we'll see who wins in the stock market, me or your mom."

Zhang Muchen remained silent for a few seconds.

"Dad, your perspective is too narrow."

"I want them all."

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Zhang Muchen: "And there are more than two."

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Zhang Beifang: 6
(End of this chapter)