Intentionally Finding Trouble, Is It Fair for You to Be Weak?

The day before independent enrollment arrived in the blink of an eye. According to the requirements, Wen Xin had to personally go to the school to submit the documents and retrieve her entrance examination permit.

Wen Xin sat in Mu Chengxi's car, lazily nestling in the passenger seat, looking like she hadn't fully woken up.

Mu Chengxi, who was driving, glanced at Wen Xin and took a piece of chocolate from the compartment in the car, placing it in Wen Xin's hand.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"No, maybe the acupuncture I had yesterday was done too late. I slept all night and haven't fully recovered. I'll just rest for a while longer."

Under Mu Chengxi's concerned gaze, Wen Xin changed her posture and closed her eyes, resting for a while.