If none of the above worked, he would have been willing to settle for some other kind of comfort. Unfortunately, his hopes were dashed.
"Lie down for a while. I'll make you breakfast. If your hand hurts, take a painkiller, all right?"
After giving him his instructions, Su Qiao headed into the kitchen.
Du Muhan quickly nodded. "Got it."
"But this means you'll have to cook again. What if you hurt your hand?"
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him and entered the kitchen. "Worry about yourself first! You injure that hand every few days. If this keeps up, it really will be ruined."
The seven-day vacation was originally meant for them to get their Marriage Certificate and then take a honeymoon, but in the end, Su Qiao spent it overseeing the construction of the school. Of course, she was usually accompanied by a guardian angel with an injured arm.
When the children learned that a school and dormitories were being built for them, they clamored to help every day. Su Qiao had no choice but to quickly buy several computers and set them up for them. She also bought them plenty of online classes, having the older children teach the younger ones how to read and write bit by bit. Only then did she manage to calm them down.
Ding Wencheng had barely gotten out of prison when he went back in.
To prevent him from causing trouble again after his release, Su Qiao took some time to dig through his old records and reported the horrific human-organ trafficking crimes he had committed in the past.
The result was, of course, quite satisfying.
He would not be able to get out and harm people again until he was nearly seventy.
It was worth mentioning that because of his