By the time Ye Xue arrived at Night Clear Apartment, it was already half past ten in the evening.

He raised his hand to press the doorbell, then remembered what his sister-in-law had just said.

"Ye Qing is sick, you go take a look and take good care of him."

It's highly unlikely for someone like them, with a constitution that rarely gets sick from childhood to adulthood, to fall ill. However, Ye Qing's headache seems to have been absent for quite some time, and now it appears to be acting up.

When he had a headache, Ye Xue had seen it, he was almost powerless to act.

So he still didn't press the doorbell in the end, just entered the password directly.

These few brothers of theirs were all in cahoots before they got married, but now Ye Xing and Ye Yi have already betrayed them, leaving only the two of them. Alas...

While sighing, he pushed the door open.

Then, as soon as he entered, he saw a scene that made him even more heartbroken.

There was actually a woman in the quiet room!

"Didn't you say he was coming to take care of this? Where did this woman come from?"

Ice Cola was startled by the sound of the door opening. She instinctively prepared to get up, but as soon as she moved, she heard Ye Qing, who was lying on her legs, impatiently grumble, "Don't move."

She instantly became honest, but her eyes widened like copper bells.

"Someone's here!" she nudged Ye Qing on her leg, waking him up.

After she brought Ye Qing into the apartment, she was about to leave, but Ye Qing directly collapsed on her. She could only drag him to the sofa in the living room.

She sat on the sofa intending to rest, but Ye Qing's head directly rested on her legs!

It's just as well the weather requires long pants, otherwise she would be…

No, no, she was supposed to leave. But after what he did to her, she couldn't get away. She could only wait until he fell asleep and then sneak out quietly.

But she didn't expect that as soon as she moved, the man would immediately wake up, and his strength was unbelievably great!

As if sensing her intention to leave, Ye Qing held onto her hand tightly, refusing to let go for the rest of the night.

Then the current situation was caused...

Hearing the words "ice Coke," Ye Qing's eyes became a little clearer.

I pushed myself up from the sofa.

"How did you get here?" Ye Qing looked at Ye Xue.

His throat felt a little scratchy and itchy. He said to the Coca-Cola beside him, "Pour me a glass of water."

"Huh?" Bingkele tilted her head, looking at Ye Qing suspiciously as if he had gone mad.

This is her first time here, how would she know where the water is?

Nightingale seemed to remember this too, rubbing her head and saying, “What do you want to drink?”

"No need, I'm leaving." Bingkele waved his hand and said.

"Milk, should I drink it?" Ye Qing asked herself.

"Drink."

As the night grew quiet, Ye Qing turned to get water, only then did Bing Kèle realize she had just spoken incorrectly.

She doesn't want to drink milk, she's leaving!

Ye Xue looked at the woman in front of her. She hadn't looked at him since he came in. Oh no, she was a girl. Thoughtfulness appeared in his eyes.

Could this be his future siblings?

Why does even Lian Ye Qing have a partner while he doesn't?

Does Ye Qing like girls who look silly?

Bingkele clutched her sleeve, feeling that the already cold living room had become even colder.

She didn't know where the air conditioner remote was, but why wasn't this person in front of her turning on the air conditioner either?

Could it be that only she felt cold?

And why has he been staring at her like that? His eyes are really creepy.

“Hello, I’m Ye Qing’s older brother, my name is Ye Xue.” Ye Xue said as he extended his hand.

Bing Ke'er replied: "Hello, my name is Bing Ke'er, I am the assistant of Ye Zong."

"Nightclub? Assistant?" Yexue retracted her hand and continued to ponder.

So it seems he misunderstood. This wasn't Ye Qing's person, but someone belonging to Master?

But given the Master's level of adoration for his wife, it's impossible he would hire a female assistant...

At this time, Ye Qing also came over with milk and water.

He offered the warm milk from his hand to hers, which was still clutching an ice-cold can of cola. Then he took a sip himself.

Feeling a little better in his throat, he spoke up, “She’s my assistant.”

"Your assistant?"

"Hmm." Ye Qingke responded nonchalantly. He didn't really feel like explaining right now.

Ye Xue also saw his distress, put down the bag in her hand and said to Bing Ke le: "This is his medicine, there are dosages inside, you watch him eat it."

Then he got up.

"I'm leaving now, take good care of your nightclub."

For some reason, Bingke always felt that Ye Da Ge's words held a deeper meaning. But by the time she registered what he meant, Ye Xue had already reached the door.

No, she's the one who is leaving!

"Go and rest, I don't need anyone to take care of me." Ye Qing said, then took out a key from the tea table. "This is the key to the room on the right. You can rest there tonight."

Bing Ke乐 looked at the key in her hand, then looked up at Ye Qing.

His face was still pale and his eyes full of fatigue, but he still asked her to rest.

Perhaps he just wanted to find an assistant.

"Maybe I should still..."

"No need, you should go and rest." Ye Qing didn't let her finish speaking, directly waving his hand to dismiss her.

Bing Ke Le puckered her lips.

Why won't they let her finish her sentence? Ugh!

He doesn't want her to take care of him, and she doesn't want to take care of him either, hmph!

Thinking this way, she took the key and left the room.

Ye Qing picked up the remote on the table, turned off the lights in the room, and then fished out a cigarette from his pocket.

The sky was already dark tonight, but now it's even darker.

In the empty room, there was only the tiny spark on his cigarette.

He looked at the half-glass of milk on the table, his eyes flashing with an unclear light.

Why can this Coca-Cola relieve his headache?

Could it be because of the smell of milk on her?

Could milk cure headaches?

He pondered for a moment, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and gulped down the remaining half cup of milk on the table.

One minute, two minutes……

It's no use.

Milk can't relieve its headache.

Ye Qing licked the milk stains from the corner of her mouth and patted her head.

Forget it, I don't want to think about this now. Let's just take a nap.

While the iced Coke next door was lying on the bed now, staring at the ceiling.

Her eyes were vacant, as if she were thinking about something, but also as if she weren't thinking about anything at all.

She lay there for a while, then took out her phone.

I sent a message to my roommate who sleeps in the bunk below me: "I won't be back to the dorm tonight, please take a leave for me."

She just now remembered to ask for a leave, hoping her roommate hasn't gone to sleep yet.

But her roommate was apparently still awake and immediately replied: "It's okay, I'm not going back either."

Actually, after going to university, who else would obediently follow the school's rules and regulations? Only Bingkele would take a special leave because she returned to the dormitory late.

But Bingkele now has no time to think about this, she is now thinking about that nightclub.

It's not that I'm thinking about it, it's more like... remembering? Worrying? No, no, no. It's just out of humanitarian socialist concern.

And Bing KeLe also remembered the warm glass of milk she had just drunk.

He seems to really be a good person?

(Editor in charge：meaning for novel)