Jiang Yunxiao barely endured her physical discomfort until she got off work.

As soon as it was time to leave work, she hurriedly ran away from the company.

Downstairs, Fang Ye was already waiting.

He received a message from Jiang Yunxiao in the afternoon, saying that he was not feeling well and asking him to come and pick him up.

He was puzzled as to why the other person, who had been enjoying a lively hot pot meal at his restaurant at noon, suddenly felt unwell after returning home.

Fang Ye had already noticed Jiang Yunxiao when she appeared at the company gate.

Indeed, there was pain on the other person's face, and they looked listless.

After she got into the passenger seat, Fang Ye looked at her face and asked in confusion, "Why does it look so serious?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yunxiao immediately rolled her eyes at him: "It's all because of the chili seasoning in your shop."

She suffered terribly this afternoon.

Of course, it was she who wanted to add that chili pepper in the first place, so no one can be blamed.

Fang Ye said helplessly, "I forgot to tell you, that ingredient is specially for customers who can handle spicy food. You added so much at once..."

Jiang Yunxiao glared at her: "It's my problem."

Fang Ye quickly replied, "It's my problem."

She's not feeling well, so let's give her face.

Fang Ye started the car and said, "Let me take you to the hospital to get checked out."

Jiang Yunxiao's expression changed slightly: "I'm not going. It's just a stomachache, it's not that serious."

Fang Ye said seriously, "As for it, look at your face, it's as white as a sheet of paper. I'll take responsibility for it."

Jiang Yunxiao's lips twitched: "Watch your mouth, what do you mean by 'you're responsible'?"

It made it seem like they had done something indescribable.

Fang Ye smiled, and before she could refuse, he stepped on the gas and drove away.

The hospital was closed at that time, so Fang Ye had no choice but to take her to a clinic.

Looking at Jiang Yunxiao's pale face, the doctor glanced at Fang Ye with some reproach: "Young man, how do you take care of your girlfriend?"

Fang Ye: "Huh? Me?"

Jiang Yunxiao blushed and quickly explained, "Doctor, we're not boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Oh, so they're a married couple? That's even more outrageous!" The doctor paused for a moment, then shook his head.

Fang Ye: ...

Jiang Yunxiao: ...

After leaving the clinic, Fang Ye instinctively helped Jiang Yunxiao up.

What are you doing?

Jiang Yunxiao asked, her eyes wide.

Fang Ye said, "You look so weak."

He held her arm with one hand, and Jiang Yunxiao could feel a strong pull, which made her feel a little shy.

Back in their residential compound, Fang Ye and Jiang Yunxiao walked side by side.

She was only up to Fang Ye's face; if she wore high heels, they would be the same height.

"Oh, it's Xiao Fang? You're back so late?" A middle-aged woman in yoga clothes passed by, smiling as she spoke. She was covered in sweat, probably from a run.

Fang Ye smiled and nodded: "Yes, Aunt Li, I have something to do tonight."

The middle-aged woman, referred to as Aunt Li, suddenly looked at Jiang Yunxiao with some surprise: "Xiao Fang, is this your girlfriend? She's really pretty! Even prettier than my daughter."

Jiang Yunxiao's lips twitched. She wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Fang Ye smiled slightly and said, "Aunt Li has misunderstood. She is my friend. We'll head back now. Goodbye, Aunt Li."

After saying that, he winked at Jiang Yunxiao.

Watching the two figures walk away, Aunt Li looked on with suspicion: "They say they're friends, but the way the young man looked at the girl was so affectionate. Sigh, it seems my daughter has no chance."

...

Fang Ye and Jiang Yunxiao exchanged a glance in the elevator, then looked away as if they had been electrocuted.

My mind is filled with the jokes and teasing I heard from others today.

"Ahem, well, don't listen to Aunt Li's nonsense, she just likes to joke around," Fang Ye said awkwardly.

Jiang Yunxiao's eyes darted away, and she gave a muffled "hmm."

The elevator doors opened, and the two stepped out at the same time, only to bump into each other at the doorway.

Fang Ye instinctively put his arm around Jiang Yunxiao, who was momentarily stunned.

Holy crap!

What kind of operation is this?

Is a melodramatic plot unfolding?

"I'm sorry," Fang Ye said.

Jiang Yunxiao blushed and lowered her head slightly: "It's nothing."

After she finished speaking, she took the lead and started walking, gradually increasing the pace.

Ahhh! Jiang Yunxiao, is this really you?

Fang Ye watched her retreating figure, a slight smile curving his lips.

The house they lived in—oh, it was already Fang Ye's home—was about 140 square meters in size and was decorated in a rather upscale style.

After entering the house, Jiang Yunxiao went back to her room, closed the door, and locked it.

They completely ignored Fang Ye.

Jiang Yunxiao pounced on her large bed and buried herself in the blankets.

That's so embarrassing.

Could I have really fallen for him?

It's said online that once men and women live together for a long time, sparks will fly between them. Is that true?

Jiang Yunxiao raised her pretty face, her youthful cheeks flushed.

She considered picking up her phone several times to ask her best friend, but then put it down again.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yunxiao called out.

"You're not feeling well, so have some porridge tonight," Fang Ye's voice rang out.

Jiang Yunxiao blinked and nodded in agreement, "Okay."

During the time they lived together, Fang Ye cooked breakfast, and occasionally she would buy it from outside. Fang Ye also cooked dinner.

It has to be said that Fang Ye's cooking skills are indeed quite good, comparable to those of his junior schoolmate.

However, they rarely ate together, as their schedules differed somewhat, and they mostly ate at different times.

Not long after, the knocking on the door started again.

Jiang Yunxiao responded, then got out of bed, opened the door, and walked into the living room.

Fang Ye was carrying a steaming bowl of porridge out of the kitchen when he saw Jiang Yunxiao and said with a smile, "Come and eat."

Jiang Yunxiao walked to the dining table and sat down a little embarrassed. Looking at the bowl of porridge and smelling its aroma, her stomach started growling uncontrollably.

There were also two stir-fried dishes on the table.

Fang Ye handed her a spoon and said gently, "Eat up, I cooked a lot. If you're still hungry tonight, just heat it up."

Jiang Yunxiao nodded and began to drink slowly.

She suddenly felt a warm feeling at this moment, as if she were at home.

The man in front of me, no matter how I look at him, seems like the perfect person to settle down with.

After finishing the porridge, Jiang Yunxiao offered to help clear the dishes, and Fang Ye did not refuse.

The two were busy in the kitchen, their soft laughter occasionally drifting through the air.

After everything was tidied up, Jiang Yunxiao looked up at Fang Ye.

"Um, thank you for your help."

Although the reason she wasn't feeling well today was mostly because of the hot pot meal, it actually had little to do with Fang Ye.

And they were busy doing everything they could for her, which was really hard work.

Jiang Yunxiao noticed his concern.

Fang Ye smiled and said, "It's alright. In the end, you suffered because of me."

He decided to throw away that chili seasoning tomorrow.