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When she reached the stairs, she held onto the railing and panted. She was really too tired.

The stairs, which were usually not very high, looked very steep today.

Cheng Anyue gritted her teeth and continued to climb up to the second floor.

The Butler wanted to help her, but Cheng Anyue wouldn\'t let him, so he could only watch her.

Suddenly, he saw someone standing on the railing of the second floor. He didn\'t need to think to know who it was. Young master ... He really treated this miss Cheng special.

Just as he thought that an Shijin would help Cheng Anyue, he realized that he had left.

The Butler was puzzled. What was going on?

On the other side, Cheng Anyue had finally climbed half the stairs and was exhausted. She looked down at the housekeeper, who was looking at her with a worried expression, and smiled.""You can go ahead, I can do it myself."

The Butler came back to his senses, looked at her, and nodded."Then be careful."

"Alright!" "Yes," Cheng Anyue replied. She rested for a while before continuing to climb. The pain seemed to have numbed, so it wasn\'t as unbearable as before.

After going upstairs, Cheng Anyue returned to her room to rest.

The Butler was worried and went up to take a look. Seeing that Cheng Anyue was playing the video safely, he was relieved and prepared to go downstairs. Suddenly, an Shiyu\'s voice came from the study."Uncle Zhou."

"Yes, young master!" The Butler, who was uncle Zhou, immediately went to the study.

In the room, Cheng Anyue sat on the bed and stared blankly at her red and swollen feet. Her mind was filled with the scene of an Shijin helping her apply ointment. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that his actions had been very gentle, but she also found it a little ridiculous. A person like him really had nothing to do with gentleness. No matter what, he was someone who could not be seen through.

However, how was she going to go to school tomorrow with her swollen feet?

Lying on the bed, Cheng Anyue stared blankly at the top of her head. The Butler had told her to tell an Shichen if she had anything to say.

If she were to tell an Shichen that she wanted to go home, would he agree?

This thought amused Cheng Anyue. Did she think that an Shiyu was an easy person to talk to just because he had carried her to the dining table for dinner and applied medicinal ointment on her wound?

Although she wasn\'t confident, this idea expanded bit by bit. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it might work. Otherwise, she would never be able to go home.

Probably because she had made up her mind, she relaxed and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed.

When she woke up again, she was awoken by a knock on the door.

She sat up in a daze, looked at the door, and asked,""Who\'s at the door?"

"Miss, it\'s me."

Butler? "What\'s the matter?"Cheng Anyue asked, puzzled.

"The kitchen made you some bone soup. I\'m here to deliver it."

"But I\'m not hungry."

"It\'s okay to drink some soup. The doctor said that you\'re malnourished. In addition, you sprained your foot, so you should take some supplements. " The Butler said.

Cheng Anyue touched her bulging stomach. She had not digested the food she had eaten earlier, but she knew that the Butler was doing this for her own good. She did not want to implicate them because of her.

She got out of bed and jumped to the door on one leg. When she opened the door, the Butler was standing outside with a bowl of soup.

"I\'ll have to trouble you. " Cheng Anyue said politely.

"Miss, you\'re too polite. I\'ll help you bring the soup in." The Butler smiled.

"Thank you!" Cheng Anyue moved aside to let him in.

The Butler left after putting the soup down. Before he left, he instructed,""Miss, you have to drink this soup while it\'s hot."

"Alright!" "Yes," Cheng Anyue replied and sent the Butler out.

She closed the door and returned to the table to sit down. She looked at the soup bowl on the table and opened the lid. A stream of hot air came out, and the rich fragrance of the bone soup was extremely tempting.

She couldn\'t help but swallow her saliva, but was this soup drinkable?

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Anyue picked up the spoon and took a sip. It was a little hot, but there were plenty of ingredients in it. The taste was fresh and delicious.

So, she had judged a gentleman with her own mean measure?