Chapter 66 Xie Jingmo Begs for a Hug

In the lounge.

Yu Zhiwan pulled Xie Jingmo to sit at the table and carefully applied medicine to him, feeling very distressed.

He couldn't help but come to her to apply medicine. It must be very painful.

"Do we really not need to go to the hospital?" Yu Zhiwan was really worried.

"No, I feel much better now."

"That's good!" Yu Zhiwan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him with a scrutinizing look. "Um, are you in a bad mood today?"

Why did she feel that he had a cold face again?

Xie Jingmo: “No.”

Yu Zhiwan wasn't blind, so she wouldn't believe him. She curled her lips and said, "Well, I just asked for some scar-proof ointment. I'll apply it to you later. You must not leave any scars on your hands."

Hearing this, the man's stern expression softened slightly, and his thin lips curled up slightly: "Wanwan cares about me so much?"

"Of course, I don't care who you care about."

Seeing him smile, Yu Zhiwan also started to smile. She took out her phone and checked the time: "It's only a little after ten o'clock, and the medicine has been applied. Are you going back to the company now?"

The man narrowed his eyes and said in a stern tone, "Are you so anxious to get rid of me?"

Yu Zhiwan: “……?”

No, why are you unhappy again?

Why does it feel like I'm having my period, my mood is so changeable.

"Who kicked you out? I just didn't want you to delay your work, okay?" Yu Zhiwan puffed out her cheeks and gave him a look of grievance. "Of course, if you're not afraid of delaying your work, then you can stay."

She was quite willing to stay with him anyway.

The man tapped the table twice with his bony fingers and asked calmly, "That Lu Xun, was he introduced by Teacher Liang?"

"That's right." Yu Zhiwan nodded and explained everything in detail: "The scar-proof ointment I mentioned earlier was recommended by Lu Xun. Don't be fooled by his flamboyant appearance, but he's actually very easy to get along with and very enthusiastic!"

She praised him so much that Xie Jingmo lowered his eyelashes and said in a voice without any emotion: "Oh."

Yu Zhiwan: "Don't worry, Lu Xun's family are all doctors and they know a lot about burn ointment. He just said that his grandparents, parents, and eldest brother are all doctors. But he suddenly changed and he even suspected that he was not his biological son, hahahaha."

The man said calmly, "Oh."

Yu Zhiwan sat at the table, her hands cupped over her face, her eyelashes fluttering. "Although it's a mutation, I saw a few of Lu Xun's designs this morning. He's quite creative. He's good at fashion design..."

"Wanwan, my hand hurts again." The man suddenly spoke, his tone sounding inexplicably aggrieved.

Yu Zhiwan was stunned. All thoughts about Lu Xun and Lu Xun were immediately forgotten. She stood up anxiously and said, "Why is it hurting again? Seriously, we should go to the hospital, right now!"

But the man grabbed her slender white wrist, pulled it hard, and suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"Ah..." Yu Zhiwan was caught off guard and let out a soft cry of surprise. After her body stabilized, she sat on the man's lap and was held in his arms.

"You...your hand doesn't hurt anymore?"

"Baby..." The man's arms were wrapped around the girl's slender waist, veins popping out on her cold white skin, full of strong possessiveness. However, he buried his forehead in the crook of her neck, rubbing it gently like a spoiled child: "Hold me for a while, okay?"

Such a low and seductive voice, with a hint of brokenness, penetrated into the ears.

How could Yu Zhiwan possibly resist? Her curled eyelashes trembled: "Of course, but, are your hands okay?"

"It still hurts a little." He kept his face buried in the crook of her neck and rubbed it again, being extremely clingy.

"Then let's go to the hospital quickly!" Yu Zhiwan was anxious.

"Not going to the hospital..." The man put his arm around her waist and held her in his arms. "I just want to hug you, okay?"

Yu Zhiwan's earlobe suddenly felt warm, her fingers curled up slightly, and she raised her hands to hug the man's back.

However, she sat on the man's lap with her buttocks, and could clearly feel his tight muscles, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably...

Xie Jingmo felt the warmth and fragrance in his arms, and his voice became a little hoarse again: "Baby, let's go back to the old house for lunch today."

Yu Zhiwan: "Grandpa and grandma asked us to go?"

Xie Jingmo lied without changing his expression: "Yeah."

Yu Zhiwan: "Sure, let's go over there later and have lunch with grandpa and grandma."

Xie Jingmo: "Okay."

As a result, Yu Zhiwan stayed in the old house for the whole afternoon, and was kept at bay by his grandparents, talking endlessly.

In fact, she herself was reluctant to leave. Her grandparents were very kind to her, so she naturally wanted to spend more time with the elderly.

Xie Jingmo was sitting next to him, and his phone screen lit up. It was information about Lu Xun sent by Tang Yi.

Tang Yi was very efficient. When he received the instruction from Mr. Xie asking for Lu Xun's information, he immediately investigated and sent it over.

However, Tang Yi couldn't understand it.

Why does Mr. Xie want Lu Xun's information for no reason?

Could it be that Mr. Xie suddenly returned to the old house today and brought Yu Zhiwan with him to prevent Yu Zhiwan and Lu Xun from being alone together?

…

In the evening, return to Lanxi Garden.

After taking a shower, Yu Zhiwan sat in front of the dressing table.

She always felt that Xie Jingmo was in a bad mood today. Could it be that he really had his period?

She's not good at comforting people either.

Yu Zhiwan hung her head in frustration and took out her phone to search online: How can I comfort my husband when he’s in a bad mood?

The first answer that came up was:

Husband and wife fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. There is nothing that cannot be solved by making love once. If there is, do it twice.

Yu Zhiwan: “???”

Is this okay?

Yu Zhiwan blinked, and her snow-white cheeks turned pink. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Xie Jingmo came out after taking a shower.

Yu Zhiwan felt a little uneasy and reflexively put the phone upside down on the table.

There was a slight snapping sound.

Xie Jingmo was wiping his hair with a white towel. When he heard the voice, he glanced at her upside-down phone and his eyes darkened slightly.

What is she guilty of?

However, Xie Jingmo did not ask any more questions. After Yu Zhiwan crawled into the quilt and lay down, he leaned casually against the dressing table, holding the mobile phone with his bony, cold fingers, and carefully read the information about Lu Xun sent by Tang Yi from beginning to end.

After reading every word, he frowned slightly.

Very unremarkable.

What on earth did she like about him?

That white hair?

She likes silver hair?

Yu Zhiwan lay in the bed with the quilt covering her chest, her two little hands resting obediently on the edge of the quilt, her eyes closed, trying to fall asleep, ready to fall asleep peacefully.

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded in the room: "I want to dye my hair."

Yu Zhiwan opened her eyes quickly and sat up in surprise: "Huh?"

Dye your hair?

Why such a sudden impulse?

The man leaned lazily against the dressing table, tilting his head playfully. His dark, tender peach blossom eyes stared at her: "Dyed silver."

Yu Zhiwan: “???”

Silver...silver?

"Isn't that necessary?" Yu Zhiwan scratched her head in confusion. "You'll look good in silver too. You're pretty and have fair skin, so you can definitely pull off silver. But your current black color looks great too."

The man walked over with his legs raised. His legs were incredibly long.

Stopping by the bed, he bent down and moved closer to her. The collar of his pajamas was loose, revealing a sexy and seductive collarbone, and his voice was lazy and seductive.

"What hair color does Madam like?"

Yu Zhiwan caught a glimpse of his collarbone, her heart warming. She swallowed hard and forced her gaze towards his face: "Me? I like your black color."

Xie Jingmo was stunned and his pupils constricted.

Do you like him like this?