That night, Jiang Lan drank two whole bottles of water. Once she was hydrated, she collapsed back onto the bed and fell asleep immediately.

The next morning, Jiang Siming's car pulled up once again at the entrance of the Music Academy. Jiang Lan got out of the car, waved goodbye to Jiang Siming, and gracefully walked into the campus. However, her steps were awkward, as if she had twisted her ankle, limping slightly.

Feeling both physically and mentally liberated, Jiang Siming returned home just as Wang Xinyi was waking up. Seeing him back, Wang Xinyi didn't mention a word about Jiang Siming's whereabouts the previous night, acting as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing as usual.

"Do you really not mind?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but ask.