The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

Song Yunqi didn't immediately respond kindly to his words. Instead, she withdrew her hand, buried half her face in the pillow, and snorted coldly:

"Don't try to get close to me, I never said I wasn't angry."

Shen Chonglu knew that the young man was starting to calm down, so he quickly reached out and took his hand, carefully hooking his fingers around the young man's. His voice still had a lingering nasal tone.

"Yunqi, you're showing concern for me, so why are you still angry? Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Should I call the doctor to come and take a look?"

"Don't shout!"

Song Yunqi's brows furrowed instantly. She turned her head and glared at him fiercely, an unnatural blush rising on her fair cheeks: "Do you think I'm not embarrassing enough already?"

Having dominated the business world for so many years, he has always been the high and mighty President Song. He has never been so embarrassed before.

When the nurses made their rounds in the morning, they not only gave the two of them a severe scolding, but someone happened to be passing by outside the door at the time, and the door was wide open, so the other patients and medical staff in the corridor could all hear it.

He couldn't find a way to refute it; he was blinded by greed and, knowing his body wouldn't allow it, still fooled around with Shen Chonglu all night.

Just recalling that scene made Song Yunxi feel her face burning hot, as if her self-esteem had been crushed to the ground.

"I've never felt so humiliated in my entire life, and it's all because of this kind of stupid thing."

Song Yunxi looked down at the ground, her hair falling down and covering half of her face. Every word seemed to be ground out from between her teeth.

"Shen Chonglu, you may be shameless, but I still am."

"You've put me through this while I'm heavily pregnant, as if I'm some kind of desperate person. Is that even believable?"

Shen Chonglu realized that he was being so persistent because he was embarrassed, and his anxiety subsided considerably.

As long as you're not disgusted with yourself, there's still room for maneuver.

So he hurriedly knelt down and moved forward two steps, leaning forward to cover most of his body around the young man, his tone full of eager flattery:

"It's my fault, it's all my fault."

"It was my brain that went haywire, my lust that got the better of me, my debauchery that got the better of me. Don't take it to heart with the nurse, she's just making a fuss over nothing. I'll go talk to the director and get someone else who can keep their mouth shut."

"You dare!" Song Yunqi glared at him.

"You think you haven't made a big enough scene already?"

"No, no, I won't go. I won't go anywhere. I'll stay here and serve you."

Shen Chonglu quickly climbed up the pole, his palm covering Song Yunqi's cold hand that was resting outside the blanket. His thumb slowly caressed Song's prominent wrist bone, his voice low and soft:

"I promise you, I will behave myself in the hospital from now on."

"Once we get home, I'll fasten the chain myself and you can do whatever you want with it. You can vent your anger however you like then."

Having said all that, coupled with that tough face streaked with tears, no one could refuse.

The air in the ward remained still for a few seconds.

The warm sunlight fell on the bedding, making their clasped hands feel cozy.

Seeing his expression of wanting to tear his heart out to prove his point, Song Yunxi's anger finally dissipated, and she let out a long sigh.

Seeing that his expression had softened, Shen Chonglu couldn't help but smile slightly, thinking that he had finally gotten through this ordeal.

"Today's dish is scallop, shrimp, and vegetable congee. Try it and see if you like it."

He had just reached out his other hand to grab the nutritious meal, preparing to eagerly feed him a couple of bites, when a cold, indifferent voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Deduct 20 points."

Shen Chonglu's hand, which was scooping porridge, froze in mid-air.

The porcelain spoon struck the side of the jar with a crisp thud.

He turned his head stiffly, his dark eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief, his voice trembling: "...What?"

Song Yunqi picked up the financial magazine from beside her lap again, her slender fingers gracefully turning a page, her eyes as calm as a still pond, not even sparing him a glance:

"Last night's lack of self-control, plus the embarrassment I caused today, deduct 20 points in total."

Shen Chonglu stared in disbelief.

He thought he had gotten away with it by crying and giving in, but who would have thought that Song Yunxi was waiting for him here.

It's been so long, and the points have been deducted non-stop.

"Yunqi...you can't calculate it like that!"

Shen Chonglu put down the porcelain spoon, slumped back onto the edge of the bed, curled up in a ball, and tears that had just dried in his eyes welled up again as he sobbed.

"You treacherous capitalist, I was serving you all night..."

"Waaaaah, I can't have sex in early pregnancy, and I've almost run out of money washing the hospital's water meter! Do you know how hard this is for me? Waaaaah..."

He grabbed Song Yunqi's hem, buried his head in the blankets beside the young man's waist, and cried so hard that his shoulders shook violently, his tears and snot smearing all over the expensive silk fabric.

"How about deducting two points? No, deduct one point! Deduct one point to teach me a lesson, twenty-two points is too harsh... Waaah, Yunqi, you can't be so cruel to me..."

Song Yunxi's lower back ached from being arched so hard. She looked down at the man who was sobbing uncontrollably in her arms, and her lips twitched.

He patted Shen Chonglu's hard back of the head with the magazine cover and asked coldly:

"You disagree?"

"Too much? Then deduct another ten—"

"No, no, no! I give up! I give up!"

Shen Chonglu was so frightened that he quickly got up and covered his mouth, not wanting to hear any more heartless words from that beautiful mouth. He was also afraid that his rough hands would hurt the other person, so he only dared to use his palm to lightly block the mouth.

Two clear tears slid down her cheeks, giving her a look reminiscent of pear blossoms in the rain.

Shen Chonglu sobbed uncontrollably, his large hands gripping the mattress tightly, muttering pleas for mercy:

"I only have 50 points left, and I haven't passed yet... Can you give me a chance to retake the test? Can you add them back if I do well? You can't do this to me, Zhuangzhuang is watching..."

Song Yunqi watched coldly as he threw a tantrum, completely losing his composure. After a long while, she reached out and brushed the large hand away from his mouth, coldly uttering four words:

"There's no room for negotiation."

After saying that, he pulled the blanket over his chin again, intending to avoid seeing it and getting annoyed, but a steady force landed on his shoulder.

Shen Chonglu carefully slipped his hands under the young man's armpits and back, and with a little effort, lifted him and the blanket off the cushions, then steadily supported him as he sat up against the headboard.

Caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, Song Yunxi immediately frowned and opened her eyes, coldly saying, "I told you, I won't give you a chance to retake the exam."

"Let's put aside the question of whether we should separate or not, and eat our food."

Shen Chonglu still had dried tear stains on his cheeks, but his expression became more serious. He reached out and adjusted the height of the soft pillow behind Song Yunqi, placing it under his lower back.

"You barely ate any breakfast, your stomach must be empty."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl of scallop, shrimp, and vegetable porridge again and slowly stirred it with a porcelain spoon.

Because it had taken a long time, he was worried that the porridge would get cold and taste bad, so he tasted it himself first and found that the temperature and taste were just right before he put the spoon to the young man's lips.

Song Yunqi watched his actions quietly, her lips moving slightly, but she didn't refuse and obediently swallowed the spoonful of thick, sweet porridge.

Although men can be inexplicably frivolous, they always prioritize their health. They seem to care more about whether they've eaten properly than about losing points.