27 is a blessing or love (below) miracle of not falling out of new book charts, even more encouraging

  The restored Meng Yan looked still very weak, with only a faint smile on his face covering everything. He propped himself up to sit, staring at my face in some surprise, then lowered his head to glance at the hand that was clasped with mine.

  I knew he was surprised that I cried, so I quickly wiped away my tears and lied that I was sleepy. And unreasonably pushed the blame onto him, blaming him for occupying my bed for so long. At the right time, I let go of his hand, tightly grasping it with both hands, worriedly asking: "Hey, are you okay?"

  "You saved me again, didn't you, Xiaoyue?" He saw the band-aid on my hand and his eyes were filled with self-blame. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have said those things to you, saying you're arrogant. Sorry."

  "It's even, I saved you by chance. If it weren't for your timely appearance, I should be lying in the funeral home now, and my colleagues would be making up for me!" I didn't want him to see through me, so I casually waved my hand and said: "But what you said is also right, I was too greedy, and the money earned by risking one's life isn't easy to spend. It seems I've suffered retribution."

  His words seemed to have irritated him, Ming Yan grabbed my wrist with some excitement. "It's not what you think, that was just me being myself when I didn't understand the situation. From now on, no matter what you do, I'll believe in you, really. Moreover, Chang Yu told me too, you took that money for a reason, you were doing it for a good cause, not for personal gain. I actually wronged you without knowing the facts, and you have every right to be angry. It was my fault, and I almost put your life in danger."

  I was wondering, how come I woke up and he apologized so honestly, admitting his mistake. It turned out that everything was revealed by Chang Yu's big mouth, one day I should buy a barrel of 502 to offer him, so that his mouth won't be idle, Hu Qin.

  I raised an eyebrow and looked at him, seeing the self-reproach on his face, I felt a sense of satisfaction in my heart. It seemed he really knew he was wrong. I glanced at the thug who was still gripping my wrist, frowning. He finally realized his overreaction and hastily let go of me, lowering his head with a clenched fist.

  He woke up and I was no longer worried, after relaxing, I felt a bit sleepy, covering my mouth to yawn. Don't want to drag on this matter anymore. Instead, I wanted to know about that vengeful spirit's situation, although Changyu said he had already sent the guy to hell, but I still wanted to know what kind of punishment he would receive, and also, I didn't bring that yin-yang bracelet yesterday, so how did he find me?

  "Hey, Changyu said that you sensed I was in danger yesterday and came out to find me despite the sunlight. Aren't you afraid of having your primordial spirit extinguished by Yang Guang?" I asked curiously, smiling a bit recklessly, wanting to know his attitude - this was a good opportunity.

  Ming Yan was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and said: "It's your blood that has condensed my primordial spirit, so in a sense, we are connected. You're in trouble, I can naturally feel it. Besides, I'm a ghost immortal, my cultivation is deeper than ordinary ghosts, so I can also resist the harm of sunlight. Moreover, you've said before that we're partners, and you're even my nominal master. Saving you is something I must do."

  Partner? Master? I placed both hands on my cheeks, squeezed hard, and distorted my face, making it somewhat twisted. Then, with a dark expression, I sat up, and Ming Yan looked at me in surprise, wondering what he had said wrong again. It was clear that he didn't understand what kind of mood I was in this time either.

  I'm speechless, so it was like this after all. It seems I've been overthinking and assuming too much. Sighing inwardly, I secretly felt relieved that I didn't foolishly confess my feelings to him directly, or else it would have been really awkward to work together after being rejected by my own assistant.

  It's all clear now, a look of relief appeared on his face, he let out a sigh of relief, pinched the painful fingers on his right hand, he repaid the kindness, I also returned the favor, from now on we don't owe each other anything, he is still him and I am still me.

  Although I didn't want to think about it or care, my mind and heart were filled with his righteous and eloquent long speech. Rubbing my temples, which ached like a brain tumor, I glared at him with my eyelids twitching.

  He slapped his hand on his shoulder, struggling to open his eyes, and said gloomily: "Dude, since you're already awake, would you mind giving me back my bed? I haven't had a good sleep since I woke up yesterday, you know what I mean!"

  It's not that I'm heartless and want to kick him out as soon as he wakes up, but I need some space to calm myself down. I can't face him with my emotions in such a mess right now.

  He stared at me blankly, nodded dazedly, stood up and let me rest well, saying that he would discuss the materials given to us by Yuan Lei with me after I woke up.

  I just want to get away from him and let him leave, pretending to respond to his words, not caring whether he leaves or stays. After he returned the bedspread to me, I fell onto the pillow with my eyes closed, not thinking about it anymore.

  After feeling the movement of the door closing, I slowly opened my eyes, covered my face in embarrassment and turned over to face the window, telling myself it was all over.

  I never thought that I would give my heart to a pervert who peeked at me while I was bathing, and even fell in love with him involuntarily, but what I got in return was only a master-slave relationship that cannot be justified.

  Yin Yue ah! Your life is really a total failure!

  Go to sleep, and when you wake up, everything will start anew. You're just friends and partners, that's all!

  The moment I closed my eyes, the anxious and worried gaze of Mingyan appeared in my mind. I held the quilt tightly, feeling sad and wanting to cry. Tears fell, and the shadow gradually blurred and slowly faded away.

  But those eyes were deeply imprinted in my heart, and could never be erased.