Song Yan: "Is Bai Shuang usually like this?"

"Yes, it has no interest in anything and is listless." Xiang Zhoushan was heartbroken.

Song Yan asked, "If I have time, I'll come and see it, is that alright?"

"Sister-in-law, you..." Xiang Zhoushan didn't dare to ask any further questions.

Song Yan turned to look at Wei Aiguo, who looked at him in surprise because Song Yan had not explicitly said that he would adopt Bai Shuang.

Song Yan: "I'll check on it every day for now, and we'll talk about the rest later."

“Okay! Sister-in-law. I’ll tell the security guard at the gate that he’ll let me know when you arrive, and I’ll come out to meet you.” Xiang Zhoushan’s eyes were filled with joy…

When Wei Aiguo got home, he felt some discomfort in his leg. Actually, he hadn't put much weight on his injured leg because he was using crutches!

Song Yan: "Are you feeling a little unwell?"

Wei Aiguo didn't speak; he was worried that if he said anything, he wouldn't feel comfortable. Song Yan probably wouldn't let him wander around tomorrow.

Song Yan: "Take your pants off first."

Wei Aiguo tried standing on his feet and was able to take off his pants by himself.

Song Yan brought him some warm water. Wei Aiguo's injured leg, where it was wrapped in a cast, was filthy, with a layer of dead skin on top.

Wei Aiguo: "I can wash myself!"

Song Yan: I didn't intend to help you with the things you could do.

The water from washing was so dirty it was unsightly, so Song Yan changed it to a basin of warm water.

By the time Wei Aiguo had finished washing up, Song Yan had also wiped the sweat off his body in the inner room.

Wei Aiguo watched as Song Yan poured out the dirty water and brought in a basin of warm water. Song Yan wrung out a towel and handed it to him so he could wipe his face and body. Song Yan helped him wash the areas that Wei Aiguo couldn't reach with one hand.

Song Yan's care for him was evident in every little detail...

“My two legs are not the same thickness now.” Wei Aiguo’s injured leg has become thinner.

"It's alright. If you don't exercise your injured leg, the muscles will atrophy. Your recovery time is already very short. It's just a minor difference; you'll get better with gradual exercise. Come on, let me give you a massage." Song Yan sat on the bed.

Song Yan's grip felt particularly comfortable, and Wei Aiguo's discomfort in his injured leg gradually disappeared.

"Xiaoyan, how can you be so good to me? You're so good that I feel like I owe you so much. You're so good that I feel like I'm only holding you back by marrying you." Wei Aiguo thought to himself: I'm not good enough for you.

Stroking Song Yan's smooth, porcelain-like face, Wei Aiguo couldn't help but give him a gentle kiss.

Her bright red lips were moist, full, and infinitely alluring, and Wei Aiguo continued to kiss her…

"No... um..." Song Yan tried to dodge, but Wei Aiguo succeeded. "You're so annoying! You won't be allowed to..."

"Then I'll go brush my teeth."

Song Yan grabbed Wei Aiguo and said, "It's not early or late, so shut up."

Wei Aiguo's hands brazenly took advantage of Song Yan. He whispered in her ear, "Xiao Yan, my leg will be healed soon. I want you, are you willing?"

Song Yan felt weak all over from Wei Aiguo's kisses and leaned against him. Aside from that one thing, Wei Aiguo hadn't managed to get anything else from them, so why was he still arguing?

"Xiaoyan? Xiaoyan, answer me!"

Why are you grinding your teeth like that! Song Yan tried to break free, but Wei Aiguo held her tightly.

"The older generation says that if you don't consummate your marriage when you get married, you have to choose an auspicious day to do so later, otherwise your future life won't be perfect."

I really can't find anyone here who knows how to choose auspicious dates.

Xiaoyan, I want you, and I want our future to be perfect! What should I do?

Enraged, Song Yan slapped Wei Aiguo. "What are we going to do? Just let it be!" Song Yan broke free from his embrace and took out his watch from his bag.