After Xia Mian rolled on the bed eighteen times, the door was knocked again. Because she didn’t lock the door after Lu Zechuan left, Lu Zechuan came in carrying a bowl of ginger sugar water after knocking for a while. "If it’s really painful, have some of this!" Lu Zechuan said softly after holding the bowl to the bedside, "I’ve seen Lu Zhenqing make this for Shen Man before." Such gentleness, Lu Zhenqing never gave to Shen Xiang. Xia Mian supported herself and crawled up from the bed, her stomach starting to ache again. If she didn’t know she had her period, she would have suspected she was going to give birth... Looking at Xia Mian’s pale face, Lu Zechuan felt deeply saddened and quickly put the ginger sugar water on the bedside table, grabbed a cushion to place behind Xia Mian, and bent down to support her. Xia Mian unintentionally glanced and caught sight of Lu Zechuan’s well-defined chest muscles. A proper girl quickly looked away, but couldn’t resist the temptation to sneak another peek. She had seen many well-built men during tasks, but few compared to Lu Zechuan. Lost in thoughts, Xia Mian seemed to forget her stomach pain, feeling much better for the moment. Lu Zechuan waited for her to sit properly, personally feeding her water with a tender and careful demeanor, as if cherishing a priceless treasure. Xia Mian mechanically opened her mouth, feeling like she was experiencing a dream-like treatment akin to royalty. Astonishingly, Lu Zechuan! The true heir of the Lu Family, personally feeding her ginger sugar water! Happiness suddenly filled her heart, and an unconscious smile appeared in Xia Mian’s eyes. "Rinse your mouth after drinking, don’t ruin your teeth." After feeding her, Lu Zechuan fetched a cup of water from the dispenser for her to rinse her mouth. "Feeling better?" Lu Zechuan’s voice was filled with concern, his gaze warm. Earlier, Xia Mian’s pale face truly gave him a scare. Though he hadn’t known Xia Mian for long, he had never seen her so weak and helpless. Xia Mian softly said, "Much better." Lu Zechuan took the bowl out and threw away the disposable cup, returning back, "Rest well. Call me if you need anything. I’ll be outside." Lu Zechuan originally intended to stay in Xia Mian’s room with her, but worried Song Juan might label him a cad if discovered. Long-term development between them would be unfavorable, and haste was unnecessary. Xia Mian smiled, "I’m fine now, you should head back to your room and sleep well." It’s his first time as a guest at the Song Family, letting him sleep on the floor—what’s that lady thinking! But Lu Zechuan refused, "Let me stay here with you!" Though Xia Mian seemed much better, when one feels unwell, doesn’t everyone want some company? Saying this, Lu Zechuan prepared to sleep on the floor at Xia Mian’s door. If Xia Mian said anymore, she would appear fussy, but letting Lu Zechuan sleep on the floor felt inappropriate. Without thinking, she impulsively said, "You might as well sleep beside me!" The words left her mouth, and Xia Mian froze, as did Lu Zechuan. What did he just hear? Did Xia Mian ask him to sleep next to her? How could they agree to that... Lu Zechuan’s eyes flickered, ultimately choosing to lay on the floor next to Xia Mian’s bed, "I’ll stay here by you. Just call for me if you need anything." Xia Mian said no more. She was just experiencing her period’s first day, somewhat unaccustomed to it, not at all some dire severe illness... But... she didn’t speak. She felt towards him, not purely at all anymore. Clutching the quilt, she lay on the bed, her bright eyes sparkling under the small night lamp, she was content, as they were. Lu Zechuan lay on the floor, unable to fall asleep. Earlier, Xia Mian had bathed, covered in a shower gel’s fragrance. As she tossed and turned, the fragrance wafted over, stirring a jumble of feelings in Lu Zechuan. Helplessly, he closed his eyes, refrained from looking or thinking, until gradually letting his mind settle. Song Juan woke up feeling much refreshed. Getting dressed, she went downstairs to prepare breakfast for Xia Mian. During this period, Xia Mian had stayed with the Lu Family due to matters concerning Lu Zechuan, so she hadn’t had the chance to properly care for her daughter. Finally, with Xia Mian returning yesterday, she wanted to make the girl a delicious meal. Though Song Juan descended quietly, Lu Zechuan immediately opened his eyes, and seeing Xia Mian still asleep, a subtle satisfaction filled his heart. Gazing at Xia Mian’s sleeping face for a moment, Lu Zechuan reluctantly clutched his bedding, preparing to leave quietly. However, as he opened the door, he unexpectedly met Song Juan, who had prepared breakfast and came to wake Xia Mian. Lu Zechuan coming from her cherished daughter’s room shocked Song Juan, and she stared wide-eyed, "You..." Baffled, she couldn’t muster a complete sentence, lips trembling in anger. Seeing Song Juan’s misconception, a trace of awkwardness flickered across Lu Zechuan’s handsome face, "Auntie, it’s not what you think." Furiously, Song Juan glared at Lu Zechuan, gritting her teeth, "Boy, let me tell you, Mianmian is my only daughter, if you choose to be with her, you must be responsible." "If I ever find you’ve wronged her, no matter how powerful the Lu Family is, I’ll fight you to the bitter end, to exact justice!" Her eyes resolute and earnest, Song Juan spoke intensely, casting harsh words. What could she do? Her daughter had chosen, how could she break them apart? Listening obediently to the future mother-in-law’s lecture, Lu Zechuan’s heart filled with faint sweetness. The mother-in-law’s words—did they imply approval of him and Xia Mian? "Rest assured, Auntie, the person I choose, it’s for a lifetime." Lu Zechuan’s eyes lowered, long lashes casting broad shadows beneath, exuding an ancient, mysterious beauty. Song Juan said nothing, feeling the aura Lu Zechuan exuded suddenly familiar. Without further thought, Song Juan bypassed Lu Zechuan, entering to awaken Xia Mian. Though Song Juan spoke softly, it was enough to rouse Xia Mian, a light sleeper. Yet, seeing Lu Zechuan depart from her room, caught by her own mother—sounding bad, she simply chose to burrow under the covers, pretending to be a quail. "Mianmian, time to get up." Song Juan entered, a gentle tone greeting Xia Mian. "Mom cooked your favorite crystal shrimp dumplings." Song Juan’s voice was filled with love, affection, and temptation. Xia Mian peeked from under her quilt, "Mom, there’s really nothing between me and Lu Zechuan." Xia Mian sat up, explaining on behalf of Lu Zechuan, "My period came last night, no pads at home, he went out to buy them and watched over me all night..." Since her period arrived, even with thoughts, they were unfeasible, right? Song Juan gave Xia Mian a disapproving glance, "Alright, I just scolded him slightly, yet here you are defending him." Xia Mian playfully stuck out her tongue, then flipped out of bed, heading to the bathroom. Today, her stomach wasn’t as painful as yesterday, she felt much more normal. Having finished the breakfast Song Juan personally prepared, Xia Mian accompanied Song Juan out to work. Despite yesterday’s mishap, Song Juan had Song Group matters to handle, unable to stay home indefinitely.