When It Comes To You...

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The initial idea of absolute rest, a luxury Mei Xing hadn't allowed herself in years and one prescribed by the doctor had turned into suffocating idleness. 

Yi Chuhua wouldn't let her lift a finger around the house. Xiao Lin also made sure to have all work taken care of, assuring her that the company was running like a well-oiled machine without her presence. 

Even something as simple as walking her beloved Samoyed, Snow, was out of the options. The moment she stepped outside, one of Lu Aotian's watchful men would appear, a silent sentinel taking over the leash with a polite but firm smile.

Mei Xing, felt like a fragile porcelain doll wrapped in bubble wrap. She wandered for something to get done. A happy glint flashed through er eyes when she saw the laundry basket overflowing with clean clothes.