Yang Mi felt as though a wave of molten lava had surged through her heart upon hearing this. She threw herself into Chen Jing's arms once more, cupping his handsome face with deep emotion, and asked, "Just so I could rest properly during my period, you went and bought a million-yuan motorhome for me?"
"That's part of it," Chen Jing said, reaching out to tuck a strand of Yang Mi's slightly messy hair behind her ear. He said softly, "Seeing you doubled over in pain that night, your face completely pale—it was the first time I'd ever seen you looking so fragile, and it really struck a chord deep inside me."
At those words, Yang Mi was reminded of how Chen Jing had foolishly pricked his own left hand with acupuncture needles over and over again for her sake, and how he had warmed the infusion tube in his mouth because he was afraid the cold liquid would hurt her.
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