Chapter 123 The Considerate Immortal Brother

Su Xier pursed her lips until they turned white.

For the past few days, Jiang Shiyuan had been unconscious, and she stayed by his side without leaving for a moment, keeping her phone switched off to prevent Shen Zhantang from disturbing her.

Only today, when Shiyuan's condition has stabilized, has she dared to turn on her phone.

Seeing her silence, Shen Zhantang's raging anger became even more uncontrollable. He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling:

"Where have you been these past few days?!"

Su Xier bit her lip: "..."

Shen Zhantang roared, "Su Qier, speak!"

"It's too stuffy at Tanhu Villa, I'm going out for a walk." She made up an excuse.

They treated Shen Zhantang like a trivial matter, trying to fool him.

"Just wandering around? Just wandering around for so many days? Did you go to Siberia to see mammoths?!"

Shen Zhantang gritted his teeth, wanting to tear this woman to pieces. "Where are you now?"

"Outside."

"Su Qier, are you trying to spout nonsense about literature with me?"

Shen Zhantang took a deep breath, then suddenly laughed maliciously, "Heh, what, you think that now that your grandmother has had surgery and her condition has stabilized over the years, you've grown up and want to get rid of me?"

Su Xi'er's delicate body trembled in shock!

Besides Jiang Shiyuan, her grandmother is her biggest weakness!

How is your grandmother doing lately?

Shen Zhantang's laughter was sinister and wicked. "It's been a long time since I've seen her. I've been missing her. Shall I pay her a visit?"

Su Xier immediately became obedient, her hair clinging to her thin face with sweat.

"Mr. Shen, I'm sorry... I'll be right back."

After speaking with Shen Zhantang, Su Xier returned to the ward and spent another ten minutes or so with Jiang Shiyuan, pretending to be relaxed. She forced a smile, but her eyes were full of worries.

"Xi'er, what's wrong?"

Jiang Shiyuan squeezed her cold hand and whispered in her ear, "Did you... have a fight with him?"

"It's alright. I'm used to his temper; even a dog would shake its head at the smell."

Su Xier opened her arms and gently hugged her, her nose tingling with emotion. "Shiyuan, take good care of your injuries. I'll come see you again in a couple of days."

She dared not make any promises, fearing that once she went back, she wouldn't know when she would be able to come out again, to see the world and her best friend.

Jiang Shiyuan smiled brightly, "I will, don't worry."

"Hey, I'm off now, bye-bye, fairy brother~" Su Xier waved to Fu Chenzhou, who was standing by the window with his back to the light, and left like a gust of wind.

"Fairy Brother?"

Fu Chenzhou crossed his arms and raised an arrogant eyebrow. "It seems your friend thinks highly of my looks. You have good taste."

Jiang Shiyuan leaned against the headboard, gazing at the man's handsome, god-like figure, surrounded by a dazzling halo.

"Gods aren't necessarily handsome."

She lowered her eyes and teased softly, "Zhong Kui is also a deity."

"That's true."

Fu Chenzhou remained calm and his smile deepened. "Aunt Jiang has been having such bad luck lately. When you have time, I'll send you a picture of myself. You can put it in your house; it will ward off evil and bring good fortune."

Jiang Shiyuan: "..."

Forget it, I can't argue with him.

Fu Chenzhou placed the dishes from the lunchbox one by one on the small table in front of Jiang Shiyuan. There were four dishes, a soup, and two kinds of snacks, all of which looked and smelled delicious.

Jiang Shiyuan's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, "These are..."

"You like it, 'The Moon Shines Over the West Tower'." Fu Chenzhou said in a low, magnetic voice as he helped her set out her chopsticks.

Jiang Shiyuan's mouth was full of the bitter taste of medicine. She had no appetite to begin with, but after hearing what he said, she regained some of her appetite.

She wanted to have a sip of soup first, but her wrist was covered in blood and still hurt a lot.

She can't even do something as simple as holding a spoon right now.

Suddenly, the man's large, calloused hand reached out and gently grasped her hand, the thin calluses on his fingertips brushing against her delicate skin.

He then took the spoon from her palm, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and brought it to her lips:

"Open your mouth."

Jiang Shiyuan froze, her cheeks inexplicably burning, and obediently opened her mouth to put the spoon in.

"Ugh..." she sobbed.

He stuffed it way too...deep throat!

Fu Chenzhou wasn't unfamiliar with taking care of people; he had raised Banban single-handedly. However, when facing Jiang Shiyuan, his movements were inevitably a bit tense, and he didn't quite grasp the proper measure.

The woman's lips brushed against his rough fingers, soft and warm, climbing up his fingertips and lingering in his heart.

A vague, elusive desire.

"Cough cough cough..." Jiang Shiyuan couldn't hold it in and started coughing.

"Sorry, I went too deep." Fu Chenzhou paused, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

Jiang Shiyuan coughed until her face turned red, then shook her head, "It's nothing..."

Xing Zhen, who was standing guard at the door, blushed instantly.

Is this something you can listen to for free?!

"I've tried all the dishes at Yue Man Xi Lou, but this soup tastes a bit different... Did they change chefs?" Jiang Shiyuan savored the delicious flavor in her mouth and couldn't help but wonder.

Fu Chenzhou lowered his eyelashes and scooped up another spoonful. "Doesn't it taste good?"

Jiang Shiyuan obediently replied, "No, it tastes very good too."

The man's gaze swept over her moist, rosy lips, his voice slightly hoarse, "That's enough. Who cares which chef made it? Open your mouth."

Xing Zhen leaned against the wall, covering her mouth and chuckling.

I suppose the new cook's surname is Fu?

...

As evening fell, Xie Jinghuai brought Tongtong to the old house to see the old lady.

Xie Yuexi and her husband also brought their child. In front of the adults, Tongtong and Xingxing shook hands and made up, but only the two children knew in their hearts that their relationship could never be the same again.

Not seeing Jiang Shiyuan, the old lady hurriedly asked, "Hey? Jinghuai, where's your wife?"

Xie Jinghuai's throat tightened, and he spoke in a low voice, "She said she wasn't feeling well and was afraid of passing on her illness to you, so she'll come to see you after she's fully recovered."

The old lady doted on Jiang Shiyuan like her own granddaughter and was very worried:

“Ah Yuan is already frail, and now that he’s sick, you should have told me sooner. We could have eaten another day. You should spend more time with your wife and take better care of her.”

"Hmm," Xie Jinghuai responded absentmindedly.

Xie Yuexi hated Jiang Shiyuan to the core and seized every opportunity to speak ill of him.

"Grandma, you really don't need to worry about my sister-in-law. She has plenty of people who would love to take care of her. She doesn't need my brother."

The man's brow was taut like a bow.

"Alright, the children are still here, so shut up!" Song Xiewen reminded his wife through gritted teeth.

"Hmph, you've got it backwards."

The old lady sneered, "It's your older brother who doesn't lack people to take care of him, isn't it? He's had a free nanny outside taking care of the two of them for five years. Everyone knows that, right?"

Xie Jinghuai couldn't bear to hear this, and said coldly, "Grandma, you don't need to say that."

"How meticulous and devoted Ah Yuan has been to your elder brother all these years, anyone who isn't blind can see that, right? I'll believe anyone you say, but I don't believe a thousand times that you're making things up about Ah Yuan." The old lady trusted Jiang Shiyuan completely and was a total fan.

Xie Yuexi, her neck stiff with resentment, said, "Sooner or later you'll find out whether I'm telling the truth or not. As the saying goes, time reveals all. You believe it without a doubt, but that's only because time hasn't been long enough."

"Alright, let's go to the restaurant for dinner." Xie Jinghuai was annoyed and didn't want to listen to their arguing.

The meal was eaten in a very dull atmosphere; the adults didn't speak, and the children remained silent as well.

After dinner, Aunt Feng took Tongtong and Xingxing to play in the back garden. The two of them hummed and went their separate ways, one to the left and one to the right.

Tongtong: "Pshaw, traitor."

Xingxing: "Hmph! You coward!"

In the living room, the younger generation accompanied the old lady while she drank tea.

Suddenly, Xie Yuexi narrowed her eyes and looked at Xie Jinghuai, whose face was ashen, with a smile:

"Brother, you really dominated the Platinum Auction the other day. You bid 200 million for a Ming Dynasty jade hairpin, and it immediately went viral. People online were saying, 'The rich and powerful produce romantics.'"