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Chapter 411: Crying Over the Punishment You Brought Upon Yourself

Chapter 411: Chapter 411: Crying Over the Punishment You Brought Upon Yourself

Zhu Qianying was awakened by the persistent grumbling noises of her stomach, or more precisely, she was awakened by hunger.

Opening her eyes, she scanned the surroundings under the dim light of the night lamp, her mind slowly resuming function.

She remembered injuring her arm to protect baby boy, and also that she was, once again, brought back to the Yan Family home by Young Master Yan and accommodated in the guest room.

Then, she vaguely remembered that she didn’t sleep well. Seemed like those old dismal memories had crept back into her dreams.

However, what was strange was that usually, if she had such dreams, she would mostly wake up in pain. Despite the ache being only a memory, it would linger like a real one, refusing to dissipate after waking up.

Those were her nightmares that she never shared with anyone.

But this time when she woke up, her body felt completely refreshed, like she slept naturally until fully rested, achieving a full revival of body and mind.

As for her injured arm, it was still a bit painful, but much better than when she was in the hospital.

Zhu Qianying sat up in bed, supporting her body with her uninjured arm, checking the time on the wall clock. It was nearly eight o’clock. No wonder she woke up from hunger.

The last meal she had was on the plane. It had been nearly ten hours since then. How could she not be hungry?

Zhu Qianying slipped out of the covers, planning to freshen up and then go downstairs to find food.

But at this moment, the door opened, a tall figure stood at the door and she instantly recognized Eldest Young Master Yan.

Young Master Yan tiptoed into the room, and after adjusting to the room’s light, he saw Zhu Qianying sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You’re awake?"

His long hand lingered over the switch on the wall and with a "click," the room was instantly as bright as day.

"Mm, woke up from hunger!"

Zhu Qianying did not hide anything. After all, her huge appetite and intolerance to hunger had been ridiculed by the Eldest Young Master Yan for hundreds of years, and now, there was no need to hide or correct it.

"Mother cooked soup especially for you and made some dishes you love. It’s still hot, hurry down and eat."

As Young Master Yan said that, he had already walked over to her side and was about to help her.

Zhu Qianying lightly shook her hand, "I am going to brush my teeth first..."

Young Master Yan withdrew his hand, watching her get up as usual and head towards the bathroom, her steps steady and strong. Ignoring the conspicuous white bandage on her arm, she looked no different from usual.

She was not only in good spirit but seemed to be in a good mood as well.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

Young Master Yan quickly followed and grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste, handed them to her after squeezing, and also prepared a cup of water next to her hand.

"Not really hurting. It’s much better than when I was in the hospital."

Zhu Qianying wasn’t aware that Young Master Yan specially asked Du Ting to spray pain relief medication on her. She merely thought the external medicine provided by the hospital had a good analgesic effect.

Young Master Yan was too lazy to mention Du Ting, "Mm, make sure the wound does not get wet while bathing later, let mother help."

Of course, if Zhu Qianying didn’t mind, he was very willing to assist.

But such shameless and rogue words weren’t appropriate in such a situation.

"Oh..." Zhu Qianying responded vaguely with her mouth full of toothpaste bubbles.

He took the washcloth that was supposed to be used for face washing as well. Originally, he wanted to help her wash, but she glared at him, so he quickly handed her the washcloth.

This time, although the traffic police identified the incident as a normal traffic accident, Young Master Yan could still not help feeling guilty, so in front of the injured Zhu Qianying, he felt even more remorseful.

Naturally, he didn’t dare to mess around with Zhu Qianying, lest he annoy her and impulsively return to the apartment with baby boy. Then who would he cry to?

After she finished washing her face, Young Master Yan obediently took the washcloth like a maid, cleaned it, wrung it out, and hung it up properly.

Seeing her picking up the comb, he energetically offered, "Let me help you!"

Zhu Qianying looked at him with an amused look from the mirror, "You know how?"

It’s not that she doubted him. He had to deal with tasks like squeezing toothpaste and wringing out washcloths daily, so naturally, these couldn’t challenge him.

But combing hair wasn’t as simple as it seemed. As a grown man with no sisters or daughters, how could he possibly know how?

Honestly, Young Master Yan really didn’t know how.

However, he thought it didn’t seem too difficult, and most importantly, he didn’t want Zhu Qianying to look down on him. So, he braced himself and took the comb.

Zhu Qianying was extremely surprised, "You really know?"

Young Master Yan ignored her and began combing her hair, starting from her hairline.

Zhu Qianying had long, straight black hair for these past few years. So for Young Master Yan, it wasn’t too difficult to comb her hair from top to bottom.

However, Zhu Qianying, gradually getting into the spirit of watching the show, seeing her straight hair combed smoothly, took a rubber band and handed it to Young Master Yan.

"Here! Hair tie for you!"

Young Master Yan seemed a bit surprised, "You need this too?"

Zhu Qianying nodded seriously, "Yes, I usually tie my hair in a ponytail, don’t I?"

Young Master Yan reluctantly accepted the rubber band. Zhu Qianying felt amused, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What, you don’t know how?"

Young Master Yan clenched his teeth. The mighty Eldest Young Master Yan. How could tying a ponytail pose a challenge for him?

"Yes!"

He bravely responded, and the mighty Young Master Yan began the great project of tying a ponytail.

Before long, Zhu Qianying began to regret. As they say, injuring others will eventually end up hurting yourself. It seemed to be true for her.

Eldest Young Master Yan was truly clever, but clearly, he was only good for grand tactical planning and winning battles from a thousand miles away. Combing hair seemed too minor a task for him, and apparently, he just couldn’t do it.

His posture seemed correct, with one hand holding the hair and the other slowly combing through it.

However, despite his posture being correct, her scalp was pulled painfully. If it were not for the fact that she could see her hair still safely on her head, Zhu Qianying would have thought her tresses had been rudely ripped off by pieces by the clumsy man.

"Ssss..."

Zhu Qianying was originally watching the drama unfold but was in so much pain that she grimaced.

Initially, she thought whatever adversity she bought on herself, she had to endure it to the end.

But later, seeing her shiny black lovely hair brutally transformed into a messy mop in the hands of this "fierce" magician, a tearful Zhu Qianying couldn’t resist and protested.

"Um...Young Master Yan, actually, I don’t really have to tie a ponytail!"

Young Master Yan, still behind her, continued his struggling battle with her hair very seriously. The evidence was clear - he really didn’t have a talent for hairdressing!

"Let me try again..."

But was Young Master Yan the kind of person that easily admitted defeat? Even though Zhu Qianying gave him an out, he stubbornly insisted on continuing.

Zhu Qianying really felt like crying!

Then, she heard her stomach grumble again. Apparently, Young Master Yan had heard it too, because the movements of his struggle with her hair clearly hesitated.

"Young Master Yan, I’m about to faint from hunger. Let it be! It’s not like I am going to meet the king. It’s okay to be unkempt. Just comb it like before; no need to tie a ponytail!"

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