After being attacked by the rich young ladies with hatchets, I chose to enter "sage mode".

Feeling Murong Liyue's trust and relaxation, Bai Yu had almost finished wiping away the bloodstains.

He was a grown man who had never used sanitary napkins before. His limited knowledge only included that he needed to attach those little things to the inside of his underwear before putting it on.

Following what she thought would be a problem, Bai Yu carefully helped Murong Liyue put on her panties with the sanitary napkins after attaching them.

Murong Liyue was in so much pain that her brows were furrowed, but her cheeks were flushed with shyness. It was a sight that was hard to describe in words, like a beautiful, delicate flower.

It is more pitiful than mere pain, and more captivating than mere temptation.

Bai Yu slowly dressed Murong Liyue in her panties and skirt, then carried her to the bed to lie down.

After doing all this, he went out and poured him a glass of warm water.

Honestly, as Bai Yu sat by Murong Liyue's bedside, watching her tightly holding his hand even in her sleep, a wave of guilt surged within him.

He didn't know how Murong Liyue was doing after he left in his previous life. Would she still choose to give birth to the baby and stubbornly defy her mother to raise him alone because of his departure?

These were all Bai Yu's fantasies, but the more she fantasized, the more heartbroken she felt for Murong Liyue's miserable life.

It seems that he never showed Murong Liyue any care whatsoever, and he rarely even showed any tenderness.

Every time she acted tough and domineering, Bai Yu would subconsciously reject her, making it impossible for her to be gentle or to take care of her rich feelings.

Throughout, Murong Liyue remained gentle; it was just that her way of expressing herself was somewhat arrogant, and the main reason lay with herself.

To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that I've never shown her any real care or concern over all this time.

Looking down at Murong Liyue, who was lying on the bed facing him with her eyes closed and fast asleep, Bai Yu leaned down and kissed her forehead. He gently released her hand that was holding his and then turned around and walked out very quietly.

He wasn't leaving; he was planning to cook some meat porridge for Murong Liyue.

No nanny or anyone else is needed; Bai Yu will cook it himself.

At least at this moment, he really wanted to take good care of Murong Liyue, who rarely showed him her vulnerable side.

Just after Bai Yu went out and closed the door, Murong Liyue, who had been lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes.

She appeared to be asleep, but in reality, she hadn't slept at all and was too uncomfortable to fall asleep.

She reached out and pulled the blanket up; even in the sweltering summer, she would still cover herself with a rather thick blanket.

She has always been with Murong Liyue since she was a child because she is cold-sensitive, but Bai Yu's hand always makes her feel warm and she doesn't want to let go.

Perhaps those fragments of memories in the dream were all fake, and Bai Yu would not leave him, because love is something that both of them can feel with their hearts.

She often rehearses eloping with Bai Yu in her dreams, using the guise of a loop.

But those regretful and desolate memories are so vivid that they cannot be ignored.

So she was scared, really scared.

I'm afraid that in the end I'll want to tell you I like you, only to find out you're deaf and I'm mute, unable to speak and you can't hear me either.

Murong Liyue always forcibly categorizes all those memory fragments as fictional.

But a memory is still a memory, even if it is incomplete and there is no way to ignore it.

This feeling is like the image of your mother in your memory. You remember it very clearly and even feel that there is nothing wrong with it, but you still insist that your mother is not the image in your memory. Memory and fiction are two different concepts, and they cannot be easily blurred or forgotten.

That's why Murong Liyue was afraid and wanted to find a way to change the bad scenes in her memory fragments. For the first time, she, who had always been unassuming and did not compete for anything, acted as if she wanted power, influence, and status.

Outside the room—

As soon as Bai Yu came out, he saw Murong Chun standing at the door. The next second after seeing this guy, he was startled.

When Murong Chun saw Bai Yu come out, he simply glanced at him with his hands in his pockets and asked in a flat tone.

"What kind of relationship have you developed with my sister?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu was taken aback at first, then smiled and scratched his head in reply.

"I like her a lot, and she... seems to like me a lot too."

Bai Yu's words were actually quite subtle. In reality, the two of them didn't just like each other; they were deeply in love with each other, so much so that they had to start thinking about their future together.

"You... never mind, why would my sister need you to carry her back, especially barefoot? Isn't she at the company?"

"She... wasn't feeling well, so I rushed her back."

Looking directly into Murong Chun's eyes, Bai Yu could see Murong Chun's concern for Murong Liyue, but it wasn't as obvious as Qing Siling's.

"Oh, well... never mind, take good care of her, I'm going out."

After saying that, Murong Chun didn't intend to have any further interaction with Bai Yu.

To be honest, it wasn't that Murong Chun really didn't want to communicate with Bai Yu, nor that she didn't want to have much interaction with him; she was just afraid that her romantic affairs would be exposed.

The person with the most say in their family is their mother, Murong Meng. If Murong Meng finds out that her son is indulging in a life of debauchery and associating with women who like to drink, go clubbing, and live a life of extravagance, she will definitely be punished according to the family rules.

Therefore, in order to avoid being exposed, Murong Chun should try to avoid having too much interaction with Bai Yu.

When people interact more, many secrets will naturally come to light.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Other Side of the President

Watching Murong Chun's retreating figure as she went downstairs, Bai Yu hesitated for two seconds before following her.

Murong Chun was worried about the secret being exposed, but Bai Yu was just as worried about her affair with Qing Sisi being exposed.

Upon arriving downstairs, Bai Yu saw the nanny tidying up in the kitchen to prepare a meal and quickly went up to her with a smile.

"Auntie, um...can I make some porridge for Murong Liyue?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Chun, who was almost at the gate, suddenly turned around and glanced at Bai Yu. After staring at her for two seconds, she couldn't help but smile to herself.

The nanny paused slightly after hearing Bai Yu's question, then asked back uncertainly.

"Um...actually, I can help. You're Miss's friend, right? There's no need for you to go through all that trouble to help me."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu quickly waved his hand and smiled.

"No, no, Auntie, you're too kind. Just call me Bai Yu. It's just that Murong Liyue asked me to cook porridge for her. I can cook porridge too, so don't worry."

Seeing Bai Yu's insistence on cooking the porridge herself, the nanny could only repeatedly remind her to be careful before finally allowing her to do so.

Making porridge isn't a difficult task. After all, Bai Yu can cook for himself when he's alone. Although having Lin Ying and Si Yu at home has made him cook less and less, his skills are still there.

The reason for making porridge was that Murong Liyue couldn't eat many things during her menstrual period, and porridge is also easy to digest. Of course, more importantly, porridge is relatively light, so there's less concern about what she can or cannot eat.

As Bai Yu was waiting for the porridge to be cooked and carrying a small bowl of hot porridge upstairs, she happened to see Murong Liyue standing there staring blankly at her on the stairs.

"President? Why are you up? Are you hungry? I made you some porridge, have some?"

Looking down at Bai Yu looking up from downstairs, Murong Liyue didn't respond. She just stared at him blankly, but for the first time, she felt a genuine warmth in this house.

She had been taken care of before; the nanny would take good care of her when she had her period. But that was because the nanny was paid to do her job. With a monthly salary of tens of thousands, how could she not take good care of her daily life and diet?

Murong Liyue wasn't the kind of naive girl who couldn't sense what true feelings or self-interest meant.

But Bai Yu's actions towards her were not driven by self-interest, nor were they feigned affection or pretense; rather, they stemmed from genuine care and love.

Murong Liyue could hardly feel this genuine emotion in this huge house.

Standing at the bottom of the stairs, Bai Yu frowned and asked again when she saw Murong Liyue staring at her without responding.

"What's wrong, boss? Don't you want to drink the porridge? Or are you feeling unwell?"

Human emotions can be complex at times, but they can also be quite simple and fragile, easily broken down by a single word.

At this moment, Murong Liyue felt a surge of grievance because of Bai Yu's question, "Don't you want to drink porridge? Or are you feeling unwell?"

She covered her eyes with her hands. She wasn't a crybaby, but at that moment, tears just kept flowing uncontrollably, like a floodgate being opened, impossible to hold back.

Upon seeing Murong Liyue standing on the second floor, suddenly covering her eyes and sobbing, Bai Yu was completely bewildered. However, he immediately took the hot porridge and hurried upstairs, asking her questions as he went.

"President, why... did you suddenly start crying? Okay, okay, if you're feeling unwell, let's go lie down, alright?"

Honestly, falling in love with someone can really make a person childish. For example, Bai Yu's words of comfort seem to lack his usual normality, and instead, he unconsciously becomes childish, as if he is comforting a child or reciting his inner monologue.

Murong Liyue did not refute him, but only sobbed even more violently.

He came to her side, placed the meat porridge he was carrying on the cabinet, and quickly covered her face with his hands to comfort her. He didn't know where this girl's grievances came from.

"What's wrong, President? Why are you suddenly crying? Are you feeling unwell? Should I go buy you some medicine?"

No sooner had Bai Yu finished speaking than Murong Liyue opened her arms and hugged him tightly.

"You must marry me, you absolutely must, you can't leave me, never..."

As she tearfully recounted her grievances, Bai Yu still didn't know why she would suddenly say such things, but he nodded firmly and softly responded in her ear.

"Yes, I will definitely marry you, and I will never... leave you."

Bai Yu may have said similar words to Murong Liyue many times, but this time it was the most serious and heartfelt promise he had ever made, and he truly no longer wanted to let her down or owe her anything.

Of course, he was also well aware that Murong Liyue was unaware of his inseparable relationship with the other four women, and if she knew, things would definitely become very difficult to handle.

Therefore, before letting this girl know, you must take advantage of her soft-heartedness to calm her down after she finds out.

Perhaps these repeated exploitation of weaknesses and scheming will cause Bai Yu's heart to be filled with guilt and torment. After all, he has done far too many wrong things. Now, he just wants to make amends, but he has to resort to means to make up for it. He is in great pain.

However, nothing in this world is perfect. If you put in effort, you will definitely want to reap the rewards. So, if you want happiness and fulfillment, you will naturally have to go through pain and torment. You can leave happiness and fulfillment to others, but you will have to bear the pain and torment yourself.

I'm a little hungry.

Holding Bai Yu, Murong Liyue rarely spoke to him in a soft, girlish voice.

But this time she used it, and her voice was very sweet. She shed her aloof appearance and the free spirit of a mature woman, and instead showed coquettishness and cuteness.

"Then I'll feed you."

"Honey, I want to hear you call my name."

"Wife Murong, shall I feed you?"

"Ah."

This time, Bai Yu truly felt the inner self of Murong Liyue, who was being coquettish. After shedding her aloof exterior, it turned out that she could be so gentle and cute.

Turning around, Bai Yu picked up the hot porridge that was placed aside and pulled Murong Liyue into the room.

Murong Liyue sat by the bed, with Bai Yu facing her. Bai Yu sat in a chair, scooped up a small spoonful of hot porridge, blew on it, and carefully brought it to Murong Liyue's lips.

"Take a bite first, and I'll eat it if it's not too hot."

Looking into Bai Yu's eyes, Murong Liyue said this indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu didn't say anything, but followed her suggestion and tasted the porridge in the small spoon.