The world has gone mad; the movie queen's rebirth mission is to have children.

Chapter 50 Ugly Duckling's Rise to Power: She Squeezes Out the School Beauty and Becomes a Coup

Ye Xingchen had no idea that he would see this scene when he pushed open the door.

"Then you can go out too. I can wipe it myself; I don't need your help!"

Looking at her stubborn back, he never knew that his childhood sweetheart, though timid, had a strong personality.

"Fine, wipe it yourself. I'm turning my back and not looking at you." Mu Wanwan cursed inwardly, "What a dog!"

In the past, given Mu Wanwan's personality, she definitely wouldn't have been able to drive Ye Xingchen away. Moreover, she already harbored feelings for him, so she certainly wouldn't want to let such a good opportunity slip by.

"You turned around?" Mu Wanwan asked.

Ye Xingchen coughed lightly in response.

Mu Wanwan loosened the restraints in front of her and continued wiping with her hand behind her back. Just as Ye Xingchen had said, there were many places she couldn't reach.

After a while, Mu Wanwan lowered her head dejectedly, clutching her clothes, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't cry out loud.

Ye Xingchen wanted to sneak a peek back to see how well she was applying the ointment. He wished he hadn't turned around, but when he did, he saw the girl with her back to him, her shoulders slumped, and a large part of the wound on her back hadn't been treated with ointment. She was crying quietly with her head down.

Ye Xingchen disregarded everything else and quickly went around to the front of her, grabbing her shoulders with both hands and trying to sound as fierce as possible, "What's wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

Mu Wanwan lowered her head, her thick bangs covering her face. Ye Xingchen watched as tears fell drop by drop, disappearing into the wool carpet.

Seeing that she remained silent, he raised his hand and lifted her bangs, revealing a stunningly beautiful face beneath. Two lines of tears hung on her face, making her look utterly pitiful. Her eyes and nose were red and swollen, making her look like an adorable little rabbit spirit.

"I, hiccup... Am I really that useless? I can't even do something as simple as applying medicine properly."

She kept her eyes downcast while tears streamed down her face, refusing to look at Ye Xingchen even once.

Ye Xingchen's gaze shifted downwards. Her lips glowed pink under the light, making them exceptionally alluring, and the large expanse of her chest... was simply breathtaking.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he closed his eyes briefly. She used to be as flat as an airport; when did the airport turn into a mountain peak?

He silently recited the purification mantra: Amitabha! Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, do not speak what is improper, do not do what is improper…

"It has nothing to do with you. Applying medicine to the back requires someone else's help."

She looked up and her eyes met his in mid-air. She quickly looked away, shook her head, and her hair slipped from his fingertips, continuing to cover her face.

"Really... hiccup, really?"

While crying and hiccuping, Ye Xingchen kept asking him questions, unaware that a corner of her heart was beginning to soften.

"Ding! Affection level increased by 10! Current affection level: 10! Real-time affection level report from Piggy!"

"I'm not lying to you!" he said, raising his right hand to swear.

Through the curtain of hair in front of her, Mu Wanwan saw him raise his hand to swear, and instantly burst into laughter through her tears.

Seeing her smile, Ye Xingchen's tense heart relaxed. "Then I'll help you wipe it now! Okay? You can't refuse!"

"But men and women are different! This is not right."

To hell with the difference between men and women, he already applied medicine to her yesterday, so he continued to deceive her.

"Don't worry, we used to take a bath together naked in the bathtub when we were kids. I've seen every part of your body before. You're no different from a man in front of me."

Mu Wanwan's smile froze. She bit her lip and remained silent, continuing to lower her head.

Ye Xingchen realized she had misspoke and quickly tried to correct herself, "What I meant was that we've practically grown up together, it's just applying some medicine, there's no need to be so formal."

Mu Wanwan nodded sullenly, then took the initiative to change direction, loosened her clothes, and exposed the wound on her back.

Ye Xingchen carefully applied the ointment to her with a cotton swab, chanting a calming mantra in his mind as he did so. After finishing, he was drenched in sweat and even felt a little guilty.

Mu Wanwan quickly put on her clothes and stood up.

However, because she had been sitting for too long, her legs became weak and she felt a little dizzy. She fell directly into Ye Xingchen's arms, and Ye Xingchen skillfully caught her.

"Is it okay!"

Mu Wanwan leaned against him and shook her head, "Sitting for too long caused low blood sugar."

Ye Xingchen helped her to sit down on the sofa, opened the box of chocolates he had given her on the table, took out a chocolate, carefully peeled off the coating, and put it directly into her mouth.

"Eating it will make you feel better."

Mu Wanwan chewed the chocolate slowly, like a little squirrel, with it in her mouth.

"If you still have low blood sugar tomorrow, eat some chocolate. I'll buy you some candy after school."

My mom heard you were sick, so she made you some bone broth to help you recover. Remember to drink it later.

Mu Wanwan lowered her head and nodded, "Oh! Thank you, Auntie!"

Ye Xingchen looked at her in confusion. He wanted to buy her candy, so why didn't he thank her? He only thanked his mother!

Forget it, forget it, I won't bother arguing with someone who's injured.

"Alright, I should go home now."

"Ah."

Ye Xingchen got up to leave, when Mu Wanwan's voice of thanks came from behind, "Thank you for applying the medicine."

He smiled with his back to her, "You're welcome. After all, your injury was for my sake, so I have a responsibility too. Until you recover, I'll come over every night to bring you food to help you recover, and I'll also help you apply the medicine."

Mu Wanwan didn't return. He took a few steps, then seemed to remember something. He turned back sharply, staring at the top of her head, and instructed, "Don't you dare wipe it yourself secretly before I come!"

After saying that, he ran away.

After running out of Mu Wanwan's house, Ye Xingchen stood on the road between the two houses, panting heavily, her heart pounding for some reason.

When Ye's mother saw her son return home, she asked, "It's just delivering soup, why did it take so long!"

As Ye Xingchen spoke, he quickly pulled out a chair next to the dining table, plopped down, and his brain began to work at lightning speed, trying to come up with a reasonable excuse for his late return.

"Oh, well... she seems quite ill, and she's also very picky about food. I spent ages at her house trying to persuade her to drink every last drop of the soup you made, which is why I was a little delayed."

Ye Xingchen tried to make her tone sound natural, but she still felt a little guilty.

Upon hearing her son's words, Mrs. Ye couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up and headed for the door, saying, "Then I'll go check on her. Her parents aren't home. If something happens to her, she won't have anyone to look after her."

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen quickly stood up and stopped his mother. He couldn't let his mother go over there, otherwise if she talked to Mu Wanwan for a few more minutes, he would definitely give himself away.

So he quickly grabbed his mother's hand and said, "Oh, Mom, she just took her medicine and is resting now. Please don't disturb her."

"You're asleep? So early! It seems a bit serious!" Mrs. Ye said with some concern.

Her son pushed her to sit down in a chair and put the chopsticks in her hand.

“Mom, she’s too thin and her immune system is too weak. This can’t go on. Why don’t you prepare something nice for her every afternoon while Uncle and Aunt are away, and I’ll bring it to her so she can get some nutrition?” her son said earnestly.

Although Mrs. Ye felt that something was strange, she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

“Okay! I’ll cook, and you deliver!” Mother Ye agreed, and the mother and son clearly divided the tasks.

Ye Xingchen, thinking about having to apply medicine to Mu Wanwan every day, immediately ate an extra bowl of rice.