Mr. Liang, you mustn't covet other people's fiancées!

The group sat around a round table.

To Wen Li's left is Jiang You, and to her right are He Yanxi and Liang Chaoxu, in order.

During the meal, Han Mingzhu was very attentive to Madam Zhou. She was constantly serving food and soup, hardly ever idle.

She was forced upon her by the Han family, and Madam Zhou was not satisfied with her, so she naturally showed no politeness whatsoever.

"Tingqian, I think the fish soup looks good today, please try it." After taking care of Madam Zhou, Han Mingzhu turned to take care of Zhou Tingqian.

Zhou Tingqian nodded slightly: "Thank you."

"Why are we being so polite between the two of us?" Han Mingzhu smiled gently, a faint blush creeping onto her face.

"Mingzhu has never been in a relationship before, has she?" Madam He, sitting opposite her, couldn't help but tease her when she saw her like this.

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone at the table turned to look at Han Mingzhu.

"Hmm," she mumbled in response, but her gaze kept drifting towards Wen Li and Liang Chaoxu, and she felt uneasy.

The two people in the know didn't expose what she had done; they just glanced at her quickly and continued eating.

Jiang You served Wen Li a bowl of fish soup, placed it in front of her, and gently instructed, "Eat slowly."

"Okay." Wen Li nodded.

Watching the interaction between the two, Madam Jiang only wanted to nip any possibility in the bud as soon as possible.

So she looked at He Yanxi and asked with a smile, "Xixi also got engaged to Asu without ever having been in a relationship before, right?"

He Yanxi choked for a moment, then slowly raised her head and nodded under the dual gazes of her mother and Qin Youya: "Mm."

Madam Jiang smiled and said, "They are indeed children of noble families. They are well-educated and polite, and they don't have any messy love affairs."

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent, and everyone stopped eating.

Everyone knows that Madam Jiang's words were loaded with meaning.

Liang Chaoxu looked up at Madam Jiang, who was smiling hypocritically.

Jiang You hadn't expected his mother to act this way so suddenly. He turned to look at Wen Li beside him. The latter was leisurely sipping her fish soup, seemingly oblivious to everything.

Mrs. Jiang continued her pressure, shifting the topic directly to Wen Li: "However, I'm quite curious. Miss Wen, at what age did you start dating?"

Wen Li raised her eyes, her gaze cold.

I clearly explained it to you before the meal, so why are you still sticking to me like a leech?

She released the porcelain spoon from her hand, and the handle struck the rim of the bowl with a crisp "ding".

"Mrs. Jiang," Wen Li said, taking a tissue to wipe her mouth with unhurried movements, "what you're doing is truly unbecoming of your status."

Madam Jiang's expression changed instantly; she had actually underestimated her.

Qin Youya raised her hand to support her chin, looking at Wen Li with a smile in her eyes. With such a strong temper, no wonder she could crack open that old geezer Han Zhixiang's head back then.

Wen Li folded the tissues and put them aside: "I have no desire to be your Jiang family's daughter-in-law, Madam Jiang, there's no need to keep nagging me like this."

Upon hearing this, Liang Chaoxu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly.

Jiang You stood frozen in his chair, unable to recover for a long time.

"Miss Wen, are you misunderstanding something?" Han Mingzhu scoffed. "Aunt Jiang was just asking how old you were when you started dating. Why are you thinking so far ahead?"

Her lips felt a little itchy, and Wen Li subconsciously pursed them, not paying much attention: "Han Mingzhu, please watch your mouth. Otherwise, I can't guarantee I won't..."

Han Mingzhu hurriedly interrupted, "It was just a joke."

"I don't find it funny." Wen Li stood up, nodded slightly to the others, and said, "Please enjoy your meal. I'll take my leave now."

He Yanxi turned to look at her, secretly giving a thumbs-up under the table, but her gaze inadvertently swept over Wen Li's face and neck, and her expression changed drastically.

"Wen Li, your face!"

The exclamation startled everyone present, and they all turned to look.

"Hmm?" Wen Li was slightly taken aback. She raised her hand to touch her face and found that her skin was covered with dense red rashes. It was hot and itchy, and she couldn't help but reach out to scratch.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Liang Chaoxu quickly stood up, gripped her wrists tightly, and said with a tense expression, "Don't scratch me. Where's your allergy medication?"

"I didn't bring it, I have to go to...the hospital." Wen Li's throat felt tight and itchy, and her expression was pained.

Liang Chaoxu grabbed her coat and wrapped it around her, then put his arm around her and walked out. When they reached the door, he noticed her unsteady steps, so he simply bent down, picked her up, and strode out of the private room.

The people in the room remained stunned in their seats until Jiang You got up and chased after them, at which point they gradually came to their senses.

Only Madam He and Qin Youya remained, sitting there blankly.

He Yanxi was also stunned.

She had only one thought in her mind: It's over, it's all over. There's no way she can continue acting now.

Her fiancé, in front of so many people, took away the girl Jiang You brought.

On the way to the hospital, Wen Li started sweating profusely. The red rash on her body became itchy and painful from the stimulation.

"I'll scratch...it." She was so itchy she was almost crying, and all she wanted to do was break free from Liang Chaoxu's grip and scratch hard.

Seeing that she was struggling, Liang Chaoxu simply pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, and gently comforted her, "We'll be at the hospital soon, just bear with it a little longer."

As her allergies worsened, Wen Li gradually felt dizzy and her heart raced. Unconsciously, she leaned into Liang Chaoxu's neck, her brows furrowed and her breathing somewhat unsteady.

Upon arriving at the hospital, the doctor quickly prescribed medication after inquiring about Wen Li's allergy history, and the nurse administered an injection.

As the medicine dripped slowly down, Wen Li's breathing gradually became steady.

Liang Chaoxu stayed by the bedside, gently applying the topical ointment to her with a cotton swab, exhaling as he applied it, afraid of hurting her.

Wen Li opened her eyes, looked at him for a few seconds, and then slowly closed them again.

"Is it still itchy?" Liang Chaoxu asked softly as he applied the ointment to the rash on her neck.

Wen Li closed her eyes and gave a muffled "hmm".

"You'll be fine after the IV drip is finished. Take a nap first." Liang Chaoxu pulled up a chair and sat down, glancing up at the medicine bottle before looking down at her hand.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he reached out and took her fingers.

Wen Li suddenly opened her eyes and frowned at him.

Liang Chaoxu remained unfazed: "I'm afraid you'll scratch it. I'll let go once the rash on your body fades."

"I can't sleep if you hold me like this," Wen Li said.

Liang Chaoxu relaxed his strength and said, "I won't move. Go to sleep."

He held her hand and sat by her bedside all night.

When Wen Li woke up in the morning, Liang Chaoxu was still fast asleep, his head resting on her arm. She tried to pull her hand away, but failed.

Wen Li sighed silently, snuggled closer to the pillow, and looked at his face.

The morning light shone through the window curtains onto his profile, softening the coldness in his eyes and fading his long eyelashes, revealing a rare gentleness.

As she watched, a soft, warm feeling slowly welled up inside her, and she unconsciously softened her breathing.

Perhaps her gaze was too focused, for the sleeping person seemed to sense it, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Wen Li's heart skipped a beat. She quickly closed her eyes, held her breath, and pretended to be asleep without daring to move, but her ears were secretly burning.