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Upon arriving at the flower shop, the proprietress worked swiftly, quickly selecting nine of the most vibrant sunflowers, which she then paired with baby's breath and eucalyptus leaves, carefully wrapping them in kraft paper.

Jiang Che held the flowers, lowered his head to smell them, and a fresh floral fragrance immediately wafted into his nostrils.

Thinking of Su Qinghe's charming smile when she sees this bouquet of flowers, he felt great and his steps became lighter.

We arrived at the city's central hospital at just eight o'clock in the morning.

By this time, the inpatient building had already become lively. Jiang Che struggled to squeeze through the crowd and into the elevator, finally arriving at the VIP ward area on the fifteenth floor.

The bodyguard on duty at the door quickly spotted Jiang Che walking towards them, immediately stood up straight, and greeted him in a low voice, "Young Master Jiang."

"She's still not awake, is she?" Jiang Che asked in a low voice.

The bodyguard shook his head: "I didn't hear any movement inside. Miss Su should still be resting."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Che didn't say anything more, but simply nodded slightly, signaling the bodyguards to continue their guard duty.

He first hid the large bunch of sunflowers behind his back, then reached out with his other hand to grasp the doorknob and carefully turned it, trying not to make any noise.

After some careful maneuvering, the door was quickly opened a crack, and Jiang Che quietly slipped inside.

The curtains in the ward were half-drawn, and the morning sunlight was streaming in, bathing the once cold and indifferent ward in a gentle warmth.

After Jiang Che closed the door, he just raised his head and was about to walk towards the hospital bed.

But when his eyes fell upon the scene before him, he froze in place.

The scene that I had imagined—Su Qinghe leaning against the bed, half-asleep and lost in thought, or snuggled under the covers fast asleep—did not occur.

The spacious hospital bed not far away was now empty, with the blankets neatly folded and placed at the foot of the bed.

At the small table by the window, Su Qinghe was sitting upright in her chair, her head bowed in serious and focused study.

Even though she knew she would be discharged today, she was still wearing a loose hospital gown and her hair was casually tied back with a pencil.

Jiang Che took a few steps closer and then saw that what was spread out on the table was a thick stack of mock exam papers and draft paper for science subjects.

The girl was holding a black pen, intently writing formulas rapidly on a piece of scrap paper.

Her brow was slightly furrowed, her eyes focused intently on the final, most challenging question on the exam paper, completely absorbed in the moment.

Jiang Che stood still and watched intently for a while, then took out the sunflower behind him and sighed silently in his heart.

This girl really doesn't take her eyes seriously.

I was scolded by him a few days ago for overusing my eyes. He used all sorts of cute and charming tricks, and I swore that I would definitely rest on time from now on and would never cram so much practice problems.

As a result, if he wasn't paying attention for a moment, he would get up and sit at his desk to work on physics problems before eight o'clock in the morning.

In order to get into the top ten in the whole school and transfer to the science class, and in order to sit next to him openly and legitimately while avoiding those stalker girls, Su Qinghe's obsession was simply madness.

After regaining his composure, Jiang Che deliberately walked up behind her with heavier steps, hoping to attract her attention.

However, Su Qinghe remained completely oblivious, her entire focus on the question and the force analysis diagram.

Jiang Che was truly at a loss. He had no choice but to place the bunch of blooming sunflowers directly on the test paper, blocking all the questions.

With a "snap".

Su Qinghe was startled, her shoulders jerked, and her pen drew a long ink mark on the paper.

She subconsciously looked up, and the first thing she saw was that dazzling bright yellow, and she was slightly stunned.

Then, her gaze followed the bouquet upwards little by little, and soon met Jiang Che's handsome face, which had a half-smile.

"A-Che..."

The moment their eyes met, Su Qinghe immediately realized she had been caught again, her tone filled with barely concealed guilt.

Taking advantage of Jiang Che's inattention, she quickly reached out to cover the test paper on the table, attempting to destroy the tool of her crime.

Little did she know that Jiang Che had been on guard against her all along. The moment she moved, he reached out and pinched the soft flesh of the back of her neck, lifting her back like a kitten, not allowing her to move.

"Su Qinghe, you've really grown up."

To scare the disobedient little girl, Jiang Che deliberately lowered his voice, making it deep and slow, with a clear sense of pressure. "You treat the doctor's order for you to rest as a piece of paper, and your promises to me as nothing, right? Are you up here this early in the morning playing some kind of 'hanging yourself by the rafters' game with me?"

Caught red-handed by Jiang Che, Su Qinghe shrank back, knowing that she couldn't escape her crime after all.

So she simply threw down the pen in her hand, turned around and hugged Jiang Che's waist, tilted her little face up, and started her skillful coquettish mode.

"I was wrong..."

Su Qinghe blinked and looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears, her voice soft and sweet, "I went to bed early yesterday, and couldn't fall back asleep this morning..."

"I swear I really only wrote for a little while, I didn't even finish half a test! Ah Che~ don't be angry, okay?"

Jiang Che looked down at the girl who was rubbing against his waist frantically, trying to please him. All his words in the end turned into a helpless sigh.

He knew perfectly well that this girl was quicker than anyone else to admit her mistakes on the surface, but behind his back she would still do whatever she wanted.

Jiang Che had thoroughly experienced Su Qinghe's ruthless and unscrupulous nature in achieving her goals from the moment she forced Lin Wanwan to stab her with a knife.

"Don't give me that." Jiang Che saw through her without any mercy and tapped her forehead. "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You always apologize and have a good attitude, but you just can't change your ways."

Su Qinghe whimpered and hugged the boy's waist even tighter, gently shaking her head and acting like a brat, "I can't hear you, I can't hear you, I can't hear you..."

She didn't care what A-Che said about her. Anyway, A-Che was so good to her, he definitely wouldn't want to really get angry with her.

Even if she's really angry, she has plenty of ways to help her Ah Che calm down.

Before Jiang Che could utter another lecturing word, Su Qinghe quickly changed the subject.

She released one hand, turned around, and touched the sunflower on the table, her eyes shining: "What a beautiful flower! Was it bought for me?"

"It wasn't bought for you, it's for a disobedient little pig."

Jiang Che helped her stand up from the chair and casually picked up the flowers on the table and put them into her arms.

Seeing the girl in front of him hugging the flowers and gently smelling them, he patted her head and said, "Go wash your face, brush your teeth, and change your clothes."