You are all bad women! Don't come over!

Knock knock knock, Shen Mochen knocked on the door.

No one responded.

Shen Mochen gently pulled the doorknob and tiptoed into the room.

A faint citrus scent filled the room, ethereal and sweet. Xia Qingrou lay on the bed, her lips slightly parted, fast asleep.

Her sleeping face was still so beautiful, like a delicate painting. But no painter could capture such beauty; she was more exquisite than an oil painting, yet she possessed the transcendent aesthetic of an ink wash painting.

Shen Mochen walked to the bedside, crouched down, and admired Xia Qingrou's sleeping face, a smile unwittingly spreading across his face. But then, his smile stiffened.

It slowly returned to calm.

"Huu... huu..."

The sound of even breathing with warm breaths filled the air. Shen Mochen gently touched Xia Qingrou's head, which was still a bit warm.

"Who is Yin Caiyu to you? What am I to you?"

"Explain it!"

The questions from the previous night echoed again, and Shen Mochen, looking at Xia Qingrou's face, suddenly felt a twinge of shame.

Actually, there was no need to feel so ashamed, right? I had told her from the start that I had someone else in my heart... That was what Shen Mochen had told himself, but he felt it was just a self-consolatory thought akin to Mr. Q's.

In her dreams, some scumbag always seemed to be apologizing, something Shen Mochen had once scoffed at. Sorry is useless. What are you really struggling about?

But now, Shen Mochen felt that all he could do was apologize, truly sorry. He never should have involved her.

The room grew even quieter, and a pained expression crossed Xia Qingrou's face. Shen Mochen gently wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, then tenderly kissed her slightly parted lips.

In that instant, superpowers surged in.

"I'm sorry," Shen Mochen whispered.

He left Xia Qingrou's room and shut the door firmly.

...

"Sister Cai, what should I do?"

"I was here first, I knew him first..."

"They look so perfect together, don't they? I know I shouldn't begrudge!"

"It hurts so much, sob, I should be blessing them, but I just can't!"

"Why can she be with the man I love? Why can they be so sweet every day?"

"It's so hard for me, I feel like I'm going to die of jealousy! I'm about to explode every day! I'm going crazy! I can't stay here another day!"

"I've loved him for so many years! I've loved him for so many years! Why could she snatch him away in just a few days!"

"Damn it, why am I a cripple! Why am I a cripple! Why am I a cripple!"

Time froze at its peak, Han Muxue reached out desperately to smash her powerless legs, bursting into tears.

Xia Qingrou suddenly opened her eyes, tears glistening in them.

She gasped heavily, lifted her arm to wipe away the tears, and suddenly felt much better physically.

How long had she slept? Xia Qingrou reached out searching with her hand, and felt around on the bedside for her phone; it wasn't even noon yet.

She sat up, feeling her body move freely, not experiencing the headache and fever from the morning.

The medicine this time was really powerful... Xia Qingrou felt a bit hungry.

She had only had the porridge Shen Mochen made in the morning, and now she was really hungry.

Although Liu Chaoyan had come over in the morning to deliver the porridge, claiming she made it, Xia Qingrou could still taste Shen Mochen's flavor in it.

She didn't expose him, pretending she didn't know.

This jerk, don't think I'm going to forgive you just like that! Xia Qingrou got out of bed to grab some clothes to take a shower.

She still hadn't forgiven Shen Mochen for his deception, although upon careful reflection, she realized that Shen Mochen claiming to be a virgin was meant as a joke. She was the one who took it seriously.

But why didn't you say something sooner? If you'd been honest with me earlier, maybe I could've let off some steam by slapping you a few times and biting you!

But, compared to whether Shen Mochen is a virgin, Xia Qingrou was more concerned about who his heart belonged to.

This bastard, not even sparing his own sister-in-law and calling it sibling love? No way!

No wonder he was looking at Xia Yusi strangely those days, definitely scheming about how to make a move on his sister-in-law, since he'd already had a trial run!

Grr, dog scum!

Xia Qingrou seethed inwardly.

Xia Qingrou knew about the super close childhood friendship between the Yin sisters and Shen Mochen, the kind where they relied on each other.

Plus, almost two years after her sister's death, it made sense for Shen Mochen to fall for Yin Caiyu and something to happen between them during that time.

She could understand, but Xia Qingrou couldn't accept it!

She couldn't accept that her boyfriend had another woman in his heart, and if it was really familial love, that would be one thing, but no—it was the kind of love that made horns sprout on her head!

And what's even more infuriating is that this disgusting love actually meant more to him than she did!

That last bit of rationality told her it made sense for them to have more feelings as they've known each other longer, but as soon as she thought of that, only one sentence came to mind:

Scumbag should die!

Where's my knife?

Damn it, she even foolishly visited her own love rival, reading stories to her, for half a day!

What kind of cosmic joke is this!

Thinking about this made Xia Qingrou explode with rage, as much as a man finding out he's raising another man's child would!

Fuming, she stormed out of the room, feeling invigorated all over.

Wait a second, she recovered from the cold and fever way too fast! Had she gotten completely better just half a day after taking medicine?

Suddenly, Xia Qingrou remembered vaguely feeling someone had kissed her lips when she was groggy... Sneaky bastard, taking advantage of a girl when she's sick, huh!

Xia Qingrou licked her lips, "Next time I'll tear your mouth apart!"

After her shower, Xia Qingrou bumped into Liu Chaoyan.

"Xia sister, how are you feeling? It's not good to shower while you have a cold," Liu Chaoyan approached with concern.

"I took some medicine, I'm completely fine now!" Xia Qingrou coughed and thumped her chest.

Liu Chaoyan reached out to touch Xia Qingrou's forehead, "It can't have cleared up that quickly... Hmm, seems like you're not feverish anymore."

New n𝙤vel chapters are published on novelbuddy.cσ๓.

Seeing how energetic Xia Qingrou was, she could guess what had happened.

Xia Qingrou took a deep breath, trying to act normal and flashed her usual bright smile, hooking her arm through Liu Chaoyan's, "See, I told you I have a great body, I can fully recover in no time! I feel super healthy right now, like I could take on ten people! Even my superpower feels... oh!"

"What happened?"

"It feels a bit smoother than before, like it's gotten stronger..."

Liu Chaoyan smiled, "Then congratulations, Xia sister."

Xia Qingrou also smiled, lifting her head, "Maybe this is what they call, 'With no man in your heart, the sword naturally follows.' Humph, men really do nothing but slow down my sword drawing speed!"

The two of them laughed it off, not taking it seriously. Superpower growth certainly can't reverse, and both Liu Chaoyan and Xia Qingrou attributed it to a post-recovery illusion.

As they chatted, Shen Mochen walked in from outside.