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Yujun was about to get out of the car when Jiameng grabbed his hand, exasperated. "Don't go!"

"Yujun, don't forget, I'm your girlfriend. I don't think there's anything wrong with Tianxi. She's just pretending to be sick to stay close to you. I won't let you go back!"

"Jiameng, stop talking nonsense." Yujun frowned, his voice cool. "Tian isn't like that. She's sick right now. How can you think of her that way?"

With that, Yujun shook off her hand and got out of the car, leaving Jiameng fuming as she watched him walk away.

When Yujun returned home, the place was dark. He flipped on the light switch and scanned the living room, finally spotting Tianxi huddled in a corner, her small frame trembling slightly, which tugged at his heart.

"Tian, don't be scared. I'm back." He strode over and wrapped her in his arms, whispering softly in her ear.

Tianxi looked up at him, her delicate face streaked with tears. She clung to him tightly, sobbing, "Su Heng, you're finally back. I was so scared alone."

Seeing her frightened expression, Yujun felt a sharp pain in his chest. He gently comforted her, "Tian, don't cry. I'm right here with you. There's nothing to fear."

Tianxi lay in Yujun's arms for a long time before she finally fell asleep. Yujun had intended to carry her to her room, but she held onto him so tightly that he couldn't move, so he let her rest against him.

Yujun gently wiped away the milk stain from the corner of Tianxi's mouth and whispered, "Tian, I need to step out for a bit. Will you be okay here by yourself?"

Yih Tianxi tugged at his sleeve, her dark eyes filled with a pleading look. "Can you not go?"

"I'm sorry, Tian. I have to," Loong Yujun replied, feeling a pang of sympathy at her pitiful expression. His voice was soft and gentle as he reassured her, "I promise I'll be back soon. Just give me half an hour, and I'll be right by your side again."

"Alright then," Tianxi reluctantly agreed after a moment's thought, releasing his sleeve. Yujun gave her a gentle pat on the head before getting up to leave.

Once Yujun drove away, Lu Jiameng emerged from her hiding spot and quickly headed inside. That sneaky Tianxi, pretending to have a mental illness to gain Yujun's sympathy. She wasn't going to let Yujun be taken away so easily!

Hearing the door open, Tianxi, who had been watching TV on the couch, jumped up excitedly and ran over. "Su Heng, you're back so soon!"

But it was Jiameng who pushed the door open, giving Tianxi a cold, disdainful look. "Get a grip. I'm not Su Heng."

"What are you doing here?" Tianxi frowned at the sight of Jiameng, speaking bluntly, "You're not welcome here. You should leave."

She had no fondness for the woman trying to take Su Heng away from her.

"Me, leave?" Jiameng's temper flared at the suggestion. "Tianxi, get your facts straight, will you? I'm Yujun's girlfriend, the lady of this house. What right do you have to tell me to leave?"

"You should be the one leaving, staying away from Yujun!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is the Su family home, mine and Su Heng's place. There's no Yujun here," Tianxi retorted, frowning at Jiameng.