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Get up and clean up Yi Fei's room. ” Song Qiting said coldly.

Tang Zhen was confused by Song Qiting's actions just now, and only after resting for a while did he support himself up from the wall, raising his head and asking: ”Why? I'm not her servant. ”

”Alright,” Song Qiting laughed coldly. ”Then, just wait until morning to bid farewell to Gu Yun. It seems like a good choice to go to Africa to be a doctor without borders. ”

”You!” Tang Zhen glared at Song Qiting furiously. He knew that Song Qiting had done what he said, so he endured it and turned to walk upstairs.

The room was clean and tidy, Tang Zhen knew that Song Qiting had purposely made him look bad.

Five minutes later, she went downstairs and said with suppressed anger, ”I'm done.”

”Then I'll go rest.” Yu Yifei said to Song Qiting in a soft voice.

However, this voice seemed to have lost its magic from three years ago, causing him to no longer be so moved.

He patted Yu Yifei's head and said: ”Rest well.”

When Yu Yifei passed by Tang Zhen, he revealed a faint smile.

Tang Zhen felt extremely exhausted, and pain faintly came from his forehead — — Just now, he had been thrown by Song Qiting into the corner of the wall and knocked against the wine shelf.

She also turned around and was about to go upstairs, but was stopped by Song Qiting.

”What now?” Tang Zhen turned his head and looked at him angrily.

Song Qiting didn't say anything and pressed her down on the sofa. He turned around and took the medicine box, using a pair of tweezers to sterilize the cotton ball and placed it on her forehead. He did not know why he had such an impulse.

Tang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then he opened his hand and ridiculed: ”CEO Song, what are you trying to do now? Please don't play with me, I can't stand it! ”

With that said, Tang Zhen struggled to get up.