Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss-Chapter 1297 - : Injury cause
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The day had not yet dawned when Jiang Min woke up. Her wound was very painful, but she did not make any sound, lying quietly in bed, staring at the snowy-white ceiling.
As the room gradually brightened, she turned her head to glance at the two people on the folding bed, feeling extremely uncomfortable inside.
Perhaps sensing Jiang Min’s gaze, Tan Rou was the first to wake up. As soon as she did, Zhuang Liu could not sleep either.
“It doesn’t seem to be time yet, should we sleep a little longer?” Zhuang Liu rubbed Tan Rou’s head gently and asked.
Tan Rou said, “Let’s not sleep. I keep feeling like someone is staring at me.”
Perhaps it was her years of training that developed a keen sense of observation. Whenever someone stared at Tan Rou, no matter their position, she could distinguish it very clearly, even if she was asleep, she could awaken from her dreams.
Zhuang Liu whispered, “It’s just the two of us here. How could anyone be staring at you?”
Tan Rou reminded him, “Jiang Min is here too.”
Then she got up and saw Jiang Min turning her head to look at them. This made Tan Rou feel momentarily embarrassed, and she quickly greeted, “Jiang Min, good morning!”
Jiang Min replied indifferently, “Hmm, good morning.”
Since Jiang Min had woken up, Tan Rou did not go back to sleep. She rubbed her sore limbs and said to Zhuang Liu, “Let’s get up and tidy up the bedding.”
The bed was too small, and maintaining one position all night was very tiring. Zhuang Liu also rubbed his aching limbs and said, “Next time we sleep here, we need to get a bigger bed.”
As Tan Rou folded the quilt, she said, “We could arrange for two beds.”
Zhuang Liu was reluctant to sleep apart from Tan Rou. He said, “I still hope to sleep with you.”
Tan Rou replied, “I meant to have them arrange for two beds and then push them together to make one larger bed.”
Zhuang Liu was taken aback and then praised Tan Rou, “Our Tan Rou is indeed smarter.”
Jiang Min watched their interaction, feeling very uncomfortable. She envied Tan Rou and Zhuang Liu and hoped she could have such love, but did she have the right to choose the person she loved?
After Tan Rou finished folding the quilt, Zhuang Liu folded up the bed and put it aside. After tidying the bedding, they both went to Jiang Min’s bedside.
“Jiang Min, does your wound hurt a lot?” Tan Rou was well aware of Jiang Min’s condition, so she directly asked how her wound was, “Do you need some pain relief medicine?”
Jiang Min shook her head slightly, “No need. It’s good for the wound to hurt; it constantly reminds me of how I got injured.”
Tan Rou took the opportunity to ask, “Jiang Min, how did you happen to be there last night?”
Jiang Min was silent for a moment, then answered, “Feng Jiao’s new residence is near the university town. I was passing by your residential area on my way to drop him off, but you probably hadn’t come back yet, so I didn’t go in to say hello. I thought there would be a chance to find you in the future—I didn’t expect it would be so soon.”
Zhuang Liu brought a chair for Tan Rou, and after sitting down, she took Jiang Min’s hand and said, “Can you tell me how you got injured?”
Jiang Min closed her eyes, and just when Tan Rou thought she would not speak, she began to slowly recount what had happened yesterday afternoon and evening.
Jiang Min said, “Yesterday afternoon, when I was sending him back, he was drunk, so I took care of him for a while until the nanny arrived, and I was able to leave. But the Feng Family insisted I am Feng Jiao’s fiancée and that it should be my duty to take care of him, to get accustomed to my future life ahead of time—since I had nothing else to do, I stayed there until Feng Jiao woke up.”
“At around eight in the evening, Feng Jiao woke up and started running to the toilet, three times within an hour.” Jiang Min frowned and continued, “He thought there was something wrong with the food, that it was the food that upset his stomach.”
“I casually mentioned that everyone had the same meal, so how come only he got diarrhea? Then he started arguing with me, bringing up the incident when we met you guys all the way to the complaint about you guys costing him too much money for dinner. If he didn’t have to rush to the toilet, the argument probably would have lasted another two hours.”
