Jiang Jianian looked at Ji Shuli, who smiled and said, "I'm a very easy person to talk to. I not only love my little cousin, but if my future brother-in-law and I get along well, I'll also love him very much. I'll cover for him or help him deal with emergencies. That's no problem."

Jiang Jianian paused, glanced at Ji Shuli, his expression much better, and calmly asked, "So what did you want to see me about?"

*

Ye Zhiwei ran out of Jiang Jianian's bathroom and slipped back to her own room.

She was extremely nervous. Jiang Jianian looked fierce, as if he wanted to devour her whole. His eyes were filled with undisguised desire and longing. This was very different from his infatuated appearance when he kissed her. Jiang Jianian seemed to have a rich range of emotions in front of her. Of course, no matter what changes his emotions or expressions made, he was always very handsome. Coupled with this inexplicable contrast, Ye Zhiwei didn't know why, but she just kissed him as if possessed.

She didn't know what Jiang Jianian's expression was afterward, but anyway, the cowardly Ye Zhiwei had already run away because she was too shy.

Why did she suddenly kiss him?

The feeling of taking the initiative myself is completely different from that of Jiang Jianian taking the initiative. When I kiss her, her lips, which are usually very cool and cold, are burning hot. My heart beats very fast and my face turns red when I kiss her, but I feel extremely happy. So this is what kissing feels like.

It felt like there was an electric current in my head, a tingling, pleasant sensation that made me very happy, but I was also so shy.

Ye Zhiwei patted her face, took a deep breath, and went into the bathroom with Jiang Jianian's shower gel.

Even though they were the same brand and smelled the same, Ye Zhiwei felt that Jiang Jianian's shower gel smelled better, felt more comfortable to use, and produced more foam than hers. She thought she might as well return her own shower gel to Jiang Jianian when she returned it to him. After all, they were the same brand, and he would never notice.

Ye Zhiwei lay in the bathtub playing with bubbles, her head spinning as she thought.

After taking a shower, Ye Zhiwei felt her lips were a little dry. She went downstairs to get some water, only to find Ye Qingcheng downstairs.

She thought Ye Qingcheng had already gone back to his room to rest, but he was on the sofa downstairs, seemingly talking on the phone with someone.

You can vaguely hear things like "medical examination report" and "Dr. XX". When Ye Zhiwei moved closer, Ye Qingcheng seemed to notice something very keenly. He quickly ended the conversation and said with a smile to the person on the phone, "I'll stay with my daughter for one more day. I have some things to take care of tomorrow. How about this, I'll go back the day after tomorrow. You can make the arrangements for me. Just do it as soon as possible in the next few days. I might have to hide away from the company's business later. I won't be able to be so free."

After he finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone seemed to respond, and the call ended quickly.

While Ye Zhiwei was in a daze, Ye Qingcheng laughed and said, "Our Zhiwei is still eavesdropping on her father like a little kid."

This made Ye Zhiwei, who had been wanting to eavesdrop, steel herself and walk to the sofa in the living room, calling out softly, "Dad."

"Why did you come down?" Ye Qingcheng didn't seem to care that Ye Zhiwei had eavesdropped, but he didn't bring up the phone call he had just made. He asked with a smile, "Weren't you resting in your room?"

"I came downstairs to get some water," Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but say. "Dad isn't resting in his room either."

There was a kettle in the lobby. Ye Qingcheng helped Ye Zhiwei boil water, and while boiling the water, he said with a smile, "You have this bad habit of talking back."

Ye Zhiwei blushed and sat down next to Ye Qingcheng. The father and daughter were speechless for a moment until Ye Zhiwei couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Dad, when you were on the phone just now, you mentioned a medical report and a doctor. Are you sick...?"