At dinner, Rong's mother specially prepared a meal for Rong Jing to serve to Su Yinwan.

Su Yinwan sat on the carpet in her room, bored, and played with a jigsaw puzzle.

She just found it in the bottom drawer of a cabinet in the corner of the room.

Rong Jing pushed open the door and saw the woman sitting lazily on the floor.

Her loose-fitting clothes occasionally revealed her bare shoulders as she bent over to work on the puzzle.

Rong Jing walked over and placed the tray containing the food on the table next to him.

He sat down directly in front of Su Yinwan and took out the phone that had been confiscated from her earlier from his pocket.

Su Yinwan looked at Rong Jing warily, as if she had found a treasure. She quickly snatched the phone away, afraid that the man would take it away again in the next second.

Su Yinwan looked at the black screen of her phone and pressed and held the power button to turn it on.

Within seconds, Su Yinwan's phone turned on and kept ringing with unread messages and missed calls from Jiang Yubai and Yun He.

To avoid Rong Jing throwing another inexplicable tantrum, Su Yinwan only sent Yun He a message, telling her that she was fine and not to worry.

Then she put her phone back in her pocket.

"Eat." Rong Jing picked up the chicken porridge from the tray and scooped a spoonful for her.

“I can do it myself.” Su Yinwan tried to take the spoon with her left hand.

"Do you want Grandpa to whip me again?"

Rong Jing didn't give her a chance, his deep eyes fixed on her.

Su Yinwan had no choice but to give up.

The two sat quietly on the ground, one feeding the other and the other eating.

Su Yinwan accidentally spilled some porridge from the corner of her mouth, and Rong Jing pursed his lips and got up to get some tissues.

The man's slender fingers pulled a tissue from the tissue box and gently wiped Su Yinwan's lips.

Rong Jing approached Su Yinwan, and his gentle caresses captivated her, making him seem like a completely different person from just a few days ago.

For some reason, Su Yinwan's eyes welled up with tears. She choked up and said, "There's nothing between Jiang Yubai and me. It's just a very good friendship."

I don't know what you misunderstood. From beginning to end, I gave you my first kiss, I gave you my virginity, and in the end, it's still you.

Believe it or not, I've always been your woman.

Rong Jing paused in his movements. The woman's eyes were pitiful, filled with tears as she looked at him.

"I believe you." He hugged her, his deep voice responding to her.

At this moment, Su Yinwan felt as if she had been freed from unnecessary shackles and burst into tears.

Rong Jing rubbed the back of her head, his chin constantly rubbing against Su Yinwan's neck.

"I'm sorry, I've made you suffer."

After a long while, Rong Jing released Su Yinwan and looked at her, who was already crying uncontrollably.

He felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was stuck inside him.

He kissed away the tears on Su Yinwan's face little by little, finally landing on that blush.

Unlike before, this time there was more appreciation and more comfort.

Before going to bed, Su Yinwan helped Rong Jing apply the medicine. Having learned from her previous experience, she quickly finished applying the medicine for him.

When it came to Su Yinwan, she didn't want to trouble Rong Jing, so she thought of asking Rong's mother to come and help her.

"It's too late, Mom's already asleep. How can you bear to wake her up?"

Su Yinwan was speechless after being shut down by his words.

Before Su Yinwan could react, Rong Jing had already taken off her top.

Suddenly, a cool breeze swept over me.

Rong Jing applied the ointment to her wound with a cotton swab.

The man's knuckles brushed against her smooth skin, intentionally or unintentionally.

Su Yinwan felt a flush on her face, and her ears gradually turned red.

Rong Jing deliberately slowed down the application of the medicine, making Su Yinwan suffer.

Looking at the woman's blushing face, he couldn't help but chuckle.

After a long while, Rong Jing finally finished changing the medicine on Su Yinwan's back injury and helped her put on her clothes.

Su Yinwan breathed a sigh of relief, then shifted into a more comfortable position and lay down to sleep.

Rong Jing lay on his side facing her, gazing at her peaceful sleeping face, holding her left hand, and then drifted off to sleep with her.

This day had both misfortune and fortune, but fortunately, the outcome was good.

The next two weeks.

Rong Jing and his wife still live in the old house with Grandpa Rong.

Su Yinwan's foot injury had not fully healed, so her mother forbade her to go out and told her to stay home and recover.

From the day the doctor agreed that Su Yinwan could take tonics, Rong's mother lovingly prepared various nourishing soups every day, and Su Yinwan felt that she was emanating the smell of Chinese medicine.

That evening, as always, Rong's mother brought over a bowl of nourishing soup.

Before the soup even reached the room, Su Yinwan could smell its aroma.

"Wanwan, Mom used Scutellaria baicalensis, Codonopsis pilosula, Glycyrrhiza uralensis, Angelica sinensis, Atractylodes macrocephala, Ligusticum chuanxiong, Paeonia lactiflora, and Rehmannia glutinosa to make a soup with pork bones for two or three hours today. It has the effect of replenishing qi and promoting blood circulation. Drink it while it's hot."

Rong's mother placed a large bowl of herbal soup on a tray in front of Su Yinwan.

Su Yinwan felt a lot of pressure despite the intense love she received.

She's been drinking a lot of it these past few days, and she feels like she's about to get a nosebleed from the tonic. The main problem is that she can't quite stand the taste of the herbal medicine.

Madam Rong naturally did not notice the fleeting frown on Su Yinwan's face.

She had intended to watch Su Yinwan finish her soup before taking the bowl away.

Su Yinwan looked at the steam rising from the soup bowl, gently touched the rim of the bowl with her fingertips, and spoke tactfully to Rong's mother.

"Mom, this soup is still a bit hot. I'll let it cool down before I drink it. You go and rest first. I'll take care of the cleanup later."

After Rong's mother left and closed the door...

Su Yinwan's eyes darted around, and after a moment's thought, she turned to look at Rong Jing, who was leaning against the headboard reading a book.

Su Yinwan carried the herbal soup to Rong Jing's side and looked at him with a smile.

Rong Jing looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. "What, you want me to drink it for you? This is a gift from Mom. She'll be heartbroken if she finds out you're not drinking it."

"Waaah~ It's mainly because Mom makes it too often, I'm almost overdoing it." Su Yinwan looked at him with her clear, bright eyes, her tone slightly coquettish, "Could you drink it for me, okay? Husband~"

Rong Jing snapped the book shut and straightened his back.

He placed his hands on the book, his eyes filled with tenderness, and smiled wryly as if deep in thought, "It's not impossible, just give me a kiss."

Rong Jing deliberately leaned closer, waiting for Su Yinwan's next move.

Su Yinwan placed the soup bowl on the bedside table and muttered angrily, "No wonder he's a 'shady businessman,' he never does business at a loss."

With a soft "pop," Su Yinwan's warm lips pressed against his, and she quickly leaned down to kiss his cheek before pulling her body back.

A broad smile spread across Rong Jing's face. He turned his head and picked up the soup bowl from the bedside table. He slurped the soup down in a few gulps, leaving not a single dreg of medicine.

Su Yinwan eagerly took the soup bowl he had finished drinking from, and happily carried the tray outside, her steps becoming lighter.

Rong Jing looked at her, who sometimes acted like a child, and smiled indulgently.