We agreed it was just a hug, why did you actually do it?

Su Weile was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Young Master Tang was a little angry when they were talking so well.

"Oh, nothing? I just realized that I don't seem to have Feng Kai's WeChat."

Is he badly injured? Should I ask him how he is? Could you send me his WeChat ID later?

Tang Shaowu said coldly, "I don't have his WeChat."

"Huh? How is that possible? You two are so close, and you don't even have his WeChat?"

Tang Shaowu didn't even say a word this time.

Su Weile sighed and said, "Alright, I believe you really have no friends. I'm speechless."

"Oh, by the way, we were just having stew in a cast iron pot, would you like to see it?"

Tang Shaowu remained silent. Su Weile turned her phone's camera around, filming the scene in the courtyard through the window.

"Young Master Tang, can you see clearly? That person sitting in the main seat is my father. Comrade Su Jun, he's savoring the wine you gave him."

The person talking animatedly with my dad was my childhood friend, Li Tie. The year he was born, his dad and my dad jointly contracted an iron mine, so they named him Li Tie (meaning "Iron Head"). Later, because he was a bully in elementary school, he was nicknamed "Iron Head."

Su Weile switched the camera back to itself and said, "You know what a headbutt is, right? It's when two people put their heads together and see who can push the other one away. Li Tie is super good at that."

Tang Shaowu's expression relaxed considerably, and he nodded slightly.

Then, with a smile, he asked, "So, what about you? Are you good at that game?"

Su Weile chuckled, "I can't do it. I'm not going to argue with them. It'll mess up my hairstyle."

Su Weile continued, "It's a pity it's too late, Grandpa and Grandma are resting. Otherwise, I would have let you see them. They are very kind."

Oh, by the way, they asked me to thank you for your gift.

Tang Shaowu replied quickly this time, "Tell them not to be so polite, it's just a small token of my appreciation."

Su Weile didn't ask where Su Jun could buy that wine. He knew it wasn't something ordinary people could get their hands on, and he was worried Tang Shaowu would just buy more for Su Jun. It was better not to ask.

Su Weile looked around but didn't see Kuoqi anywhere. He was probably still living off Su Jun. He wanted Tang Shaowu to see his dog.

In short, he wanted Tang Shaowu to see everything, to let him understand him and his family better. Good friends should understand each other, after all.

Su Weile kept talking, while Tang Shaowu listened quietly, a faint smile occasionally appearing on his face. The longer Su Weile spent with Tang Shaowu, the more she realized that he wasn't actually a very cheerful person. He rarely smiled in private.

Su Weile glanced at Tang Shaowu's side; the environment was very dark, and she couldn't see clearly. "Tang Shaowu, are you home?"

"Yes, Jin Hai's house."

"Do you still need a wheelchair? Is your room so dark? Don't you turn on the lights? Are you sleeping?"

Tang Shaowu said calmly, "I won't use a wheelchair anymore. It's too troublesome without someone to help me push. Besides, my drug trial has been interrupted, so I don't need to use it anymore."

I'm having trouble sleeping because I want to create a good sleep environment by turning off the lights.

Su Weile frowned and said, "Tang Shaowu, you really can drive me crazy. You go tell the doctor tomorrow to continue trying the new drug, do you hear me? And why are you always having insomnia? Ask the doctor to treat it for you. In short, go to the hospital."

Tang Shaowu didn't answer Su Weile's question. Instead, he slowly leaned back and softly said, "Su Weile, I've been missing you a little."

Su Weile's face turned red instantly, and after a long pause, she said, "What use is it for you to think about me? You need to think about a doctor now. Thinking about me won't cure your illness."

Not hearing Tang Shaowu's reply, Su Weile continued, "Can you even hear what I'm saying? Are you pretending not to understand? Don't think that just because you're not answering, I'm ignoring you."

Tang Shaowu's handsome lips curled up. "Go eat and have fun. You have good friends with you, right? Go with your friends."

Tang Shaowu hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking. Su Weile stared at her phone, stunned.

He muttered to himself, "Damn it, so all the young masters at Jinhai just hang up without saying goodbye? What the hell am I supposed to do? You're driving me crazy, you son of a bitch. Tang Shaowu~"

Su Weile was furious and almost impulsively called him back. But then she checked the time and decided against it; what if Tang Shaowu was starting to feel sleepy? He had a particularly hard time falling asleep anyway.

Su Weile never expected that she would have insomnia. At first, she kept recalling her conversation with Tang Shaowu, and then she slowly concluded that Tang Shaowu's head was still hurting, his illness was not cured but he stopped accepting treatment, and he was very disobedient to the doctor's advice and did not sleep well.

In the latter half of the night, Su Weile deeply understood Sun Wukong's pain, because Tang Shaowu's words were like a tight headband, constantly lingering in his mind, causing Su Weile unbearable suffering.

"Don't you have a good friend with you? Go with your good friend."

"Don't you have a good friend with you? Go with your good friend."

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The torment of the headband that night left Su Weile feeling lightheaded and unsteady on her feet when she went for a run the next day.

Su Weile felt uncomfortable thinking that she was already like this after not sleeping well all night, let alone Tang Shaowu, who often couldn't sleep all night because of headaches when he was in the hospital.

At that time, the nurse said that this was very bad for his condition. She also said that he had already taken too much sleeping pills and that they couldn't be increased any further. The consequences would be very serious.

After taking Kuoqi for only one lap, she dragged him back home. Kuoqi was very dissatisfied with the sudden shortening of his outdoor exercise, and he grumbled and refused to go back.

"So arrogant~ You're not listening to me anymore, are you? Let me tell you, disobedience is wrong. You can't be like Tang Shaowu. That guy can drive you crazy, you can't reason with him no matter what. Next time you see him, you better bite him hard. Do you hear me?"

After strolling around outside in a lavish manner, Su Weile took out her phone and sent Tang Shaowu a WeChat message: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Su Weile was prepared that Tang Shaowu wouldn't reply. But to her utter surprise, Tang Shaowu actually replied, and what he did reply was something that infuriated her.

"I'll sleep for a bit."

What? What does this mean? Sleeping later? Does that mean you didn't sleep at all yesterday?

The luxurious dog sat quietly by the roadside, silently watching its incredibly handsome little owner go through the entire process from shock to petrification to rage.