"Remember to rest, don't push yourself too hard. If you feel unwell, make sure to tell me." He handed the medicine to her.
She took it and nodded, "Got it."
"I've already arranged for your brother to come pick you up."
Ye Ranran, who was about to get out of bed, froze in her movements. "Alright, I understand."
She got out of bed, walked to the living room, and sat on the sofa. The house was decorated according to Fu Rong's preferences, but the materials were bought by her.
She remembered being happy about it for a long time, thinking she finally had a chance to be involved in his life, only to later realize he only saw her as a housekeeper.
Tang Sheng poured her a glass of water. "Have some water."
"Why are you being so polite?" She brushed aside her chaotic thoughts and managed to joke with him again.
"If you weren't looking so sickly, I wouldn't want to go out of my way." Tang Sheng sat down next to her.
