"There’s no need for my brother to see this and get distressed."
Mu Yu said this as she walked up and unceremoniously snatched the newspaper away, "Tang Yan, stop looking for trouble. Go back to where you came from."
"Xiao Yu, you don’t understand, a heart patient needs excitement to get better. If I don’t stir him up today, he might still be single in five years! Give me the newspaper, I want to see if Mr. Shi’s wife is pretty!"
Tang Yan made a move to snatch the newspaper back from Mu Yu’s hands, but she didn’t give him the chance and just tore the newspaper up.
Her anger wasn’t about anything else, but because Tang Yan had been so inconsiderate as to openly praise another woman’s beauty in front of her.
Women are like jars of vinegar, even a gust of wind could crack them open.
Then the vinegar would spill everywhere, souring everything around.
Mu Yu was just acting on her anger, totally oblivious to the sigh of relief that Tang Yan took after she tore up the newspaper.
"Alright, I’m naturally henpecked. You already tore up the newspaper; what else can I do?"
Tang Yan deliberately acted like he was upset.
This acting was so over the top that it felt unfair not to give him an award for best actor.
Watching the two quarrel over a newspaper, Mu Bai felt a headache coming on, "If they can make such a fuss in the hospital, once they get married, they might tear the house down."
"Who would marry that rogue!" Mu Yu huffed angrily.
"Anyway, I’m only marrying you!"
"As if marriage is up to you, shameless!"
"A face can’t be exchanged for money, what use is it? Having you is much better, you can be my warm treasure in winter."
As Tang Yan said this, he sounded like a ruffian hooligan.
Shi Yu watched him with contempt, feeling a sudden urge to chop him into pieces and feed him to the wolves.
Mu Bai began to worry that if his sister really did marry this scoundrel, she might be enraged to death within three days.
Mu Yu ignored him, grabbed her bag, and ran out of the ward huffingly.
Seeing that she seemed genuinely upset, Tang Yan lost his earlier bravado and hurriedly chased after her.
"Xiao Yu, I was wrong..."
"If nothing else, you can punish me by making me kneel on instant noodles..."
The voice full of grievances floated along the corridor and back into the ward, causing Shi Yu and Mu Bai’s expressions to darken instantly.
In the bedroom, Shen Cheng was lying on the soft big bed on her side.
She was biting the end of her pen, staring intently at her notebook where she had outlined some characters.
Several maids stood by the bed, puzzled by her strange behavior, frowning in concern.
It had been three hours now, the Young Madam wasn’t speaking or responding, she hadn’t even had a sip of water.
If the master knew they weren’t looking after her well, they might have to join Sweet Heart in guarding the gate tonight.
"Young Madam, you should drink some water. Only by doing so can your body recover quickly..." the maid spoke softly, afraid that even a slightly louder sound might disrupt her train of thought.
Shen Cheng raised her head, her beautiful eyes shifted, and she placed her index finger in front of her lips, making a ’shush’ gesture.
The maid quickly closed her mouth, not daring to make another peep.
After a while, Shen Cheng used the pen to painstakingly connect the relationships of the characters in the notebook.
Like she had accomplished a great feat, she smiled satisfactorily and capped her pen.
Then, she gestured to the maids, "Come here, I have a task for you to do..."
At her beckoning, the maids immediately stepped forward to listen to Shen Cheng’s instructions and promptly exited the bedroom.