Chapter 66 Chapter 66 "I need to see your sincerity."...

In the next few days, Yao Yingxia ignored Shen Xingchuan, but he acted as if he didn't care. He was even as friendly as before and gave her gifts.

But every time night came, Yao Yingxia had to endure more torture than ever before. He bought many small toys and loved to experiment on her, trying to make Yao Yingxia submit and continue to weave beautiful dreams for him.

Unfortunately, Yao Yingxia had more backbone than most people. Anyway, there would never be a more embarrassing moment than that day. She was quite self-destructive and even spent more time distracted than before.

The strong contrast made Shen Xingchuan finally understand that even if she was just deceiving herself, it was much better than the current situation where she treated him as air.

At least at that time she was still willing to spend time on him, and Shen Xingchuan also felt a moment of happiness.

But now he could vaguely feel that he was about to lose Yao Yingxia. Even with Xu Nian as a bargaining chip, he should have been fearless, but now he felt that it was far from enough.

He wanted to find more of Yao Yingxia's weaknesses and bind the two of them more tightly. Even if Xu Nian died one day, Yao Yingxia would not be able to destroy the bridge after crossing it.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Xingchuan called Xiao An and invited him to his home.

Xiao An subconsciously wanted to refuse. He was a little afraid that his appearance would make his sister sad again. But then he thought, maybe he should keep a close eye on his sister. After all, men are more accurate in judging other men.

Shen Xingchuan did not tell Yao Yingxia in advance, and it happened that both chefs took leave that day. Fortunately, there were still many ready-made ingredients in the refrigerator.

Yao Yingxia was tormented by him last night and did not wake up until eleven o'clock. She felt the familiar swelling and soreness between her legs, and her waist was also in great pain. She went to the bathroom slowly, washed her face and tied her hair, and then went to the living room.

The sound of conversation came from the kitchen, which was a little unclear due to the low hum of the range hood. It was rare for him to invite others to his home. Yao Yingxia took a look when she went to pour water and her feet rooted to the ground.

She actually saw Xiao An and Shen Xingchuan cooking together?

The two men stood side by side, looking about the same height, both wearing black aprons. Shen Xingchuan handed the freshly washed vegetables to Xiao An. He took a wax gourd and started slicing it. The knife hit the chopping board with a rhythmic thud, and in a moment the slices were finished and put on the plate.

Yao Yingxia walked quietly to the side of the kitchen and stuck to the outer wall there.

Then Shen Xingchuan asked, "Did Xia Xia only like to eat vegetables when she was a child?"

Xiao An was probably cutting meat, so he moved the knife much slower: "Yeah, she's been picky about food since she was a child, but she's okay with prawns."

"Then we'll make shrimp later."

Xiao An responded and asked casually, "Do you guys quarrel sometimes?"

Knowing this was a test from his mother's family, Shen Xingchuan took it seriously: "We never quarrel."

Xiao An looked at him in disbelief. Judging from their brief last contact, Shen Xingchuan seemed to have a bad temper and was quite impulsive and irritable.

But now the other party looked very confident and didn't seem to be lying.

Shen Xingchuan looked away from the scrutinizing gaze and said helplessly, "It's just the occasional cold war."

In fact, it is impossible to quarrel with Yao Yingxia. When she is extremely angry, she will be speechless and will let him be furious without being moved. One-sided confrontation should not be considered a quarrel, right?

Xiao An gave advice: "Men should be more proactive."

Shen Xingchuan pursed his lips and said, "So I'm usually the first to show my goodwill."

Yao Yingxia frowned as she listened. This man was really good at speaking. She couldn't even remember how many times she had coaxed Shen Xingchuan, but he was just easier to coax.

Shen Xingchuan continued to complain pitifully, "Ever since you sent us home last time, Xia Xia has been in a cold war with me until now."

Xiao An paused the knife in his hand, and when it fell again, it cut his hand.

She heard Shen Xingchuan say, "You're bleeding."

Then there was the sound of the faucet being turned on. Xiao An's voice remained calm: "It's okay, it's just a break."

Yao Yingxia almost immediately wanted to run over to check the wound, but the timing was too delicate. She was afraid of losing her composure, so she waited another five minutes before pretending to have just noticed him: "Brother, why are you here?"

The two of them turned their heads to look at her. The black aprons were ridiculously short on them, appearing to be only the length of their tops.

After a few days, the swelling on Xiao An's left face finally subsided, but purple bruises were left on his cheekbone and near the corner of his eye. It was conceivable how badly he was beaten.

She felt a surge of anger in her heart, and she didn't want to pay any attention to Shen Xingchuan anymore. But he came up to her and took credit for it: "Xia Xia, I invited my brother here, you two should get together for the New Year."

Being called "brother" made his teeth ache. From childhood to adulthood, Shen Xingchuan had never called anyone in such a sweet way, and Xiao An was younger than him.

But since he was in the wrong in the first place, he should at least show his sincerity.

For Xiao An's sake, Yao Yingxia finally didn't take his words lightly and said "thank you" coldly. Shen Xingchuan's mouth corners were about to rise.

Xiao An put his hands behind his back and smiled at her: "Xia Xia, Happy New Year."

She was wearing silk pajamas with a relatively small neckline, but Xiao An still noticed a few kiss marks on her neck and ambiguous marks on her skin extending downwards.

Didn't Shen Xingchuan say they were still in a cold war? So it was only cold during the day? Xiao An quickly realized that he had too many things on his mind and was in no position to think about this problem.

Yao Yingxia walked closer and grabbed Xiao An's sleeve, pulling his hand out from behind his back: "What are you hiding?"

Xiao An had no choice but to spread out his fingers for her to see. It was indeed only a shallow wound, but the wound was still bleeding. In Shen Xingchuan's opinion, this did not require any treatment. However, Yao Yingxia dragged Xiao An away and said, "I will help you disinfect it."

She took a cotton swab and iodine and helped him treat the wound on his hand. She also took a blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment and applied it to Xiao An's face. When she was treating the bruises on his face, she was a little close. Xiao An could clearly smell the sweet scent on her body, and his face flushed a little.

Fortunately, the bruises on his face were more eye-catching and did not look obvious, but Shen Xingchuan still felt uncomfortable when he saw him from afar. He felt that he was really hopeless and was even jealous of her brother.

Shen Xingchuan simply turned a blind eye and went into the kitchen, took a carrot and started cutting it.

He really didn't mean to cut his hand on purpose, but his attention was focused on the outside until he felt a sharp pain in his finger. He looked down and realized that the wound was quite deep.

He didn't even bother to wipe it off, and simply went to the living room with a bloody hand raised: "Xia Xia, I'm hurt too."

When Yao Yingxia saw that his arm was covered in blood, she turned her head away immediately. At that moment, Shen Xingchuan's face became very ugly. Why did she treat her brother's minor injury as a serious enemy? When she was injured like this, she didn't care and pretended not to see anything?

Shen Xingchuan clenched his hands, the wound was compressed, and bright red blood flowed from between his fingers like dripping water.

Xiao An looked at his horrifying expression and felt that this person was a little too emotionally unstable, so he explained, "Xia Xia faints at the sight of blood."

Xiao An didn't know this before, but considering her reaction just now and the fact that Yao Yingxia had witnessed him killing someone many years ago, he roughly guessed it.

Shen Xingchuan was stunned after hearing this. He walked closer to look at Yao Yingxia's face and found that she was indeed very pale and even her lips had lost their color. It turned out that she really fainted at the sight of blood.

His complexion finally returned to normal, but then a new question arose: "Xia Xia, how many days do you faint every month?" Why didn't he notice it before?

Yao Yingxia looked like she didn't want to talk to him: "I don't faint from my own blood."

Xiao An picked up the medicine box on the table: “Mr. Shen, let me bandage you.”

Shen Xingchuan's hand injury was quite serious, so Xiao An and Yao Yingxia were the ones who cooked the meal. She used to help Xiao An often, and after many years, their tacit understanding of cooperation was still there. Xiao An only needed to pause for a moment, and she knew whether to get the side dishes or seasonings.

Shen Xingchuan watched from the side and felt uncomfortable again. He decided to invite him to play at home less often in the future.

Together, they cooked quickly, finishing five dishes and a soup in just an hour. Xiao An's masterful control of the heat perfectly highlighted the flavors of the ingredients. Yao Yingxia rarely ate so much, and even asked for more rice. Shen Xingchuan abandoned his previous thoughts and decided to invite Xiao An to visit his home more often.

Halfway through the meal, Shen Xingchuan finally remembered that he had some unfinished business, so he said to Xiao An, "Would you like to come work at my company? You can learn a lot, and the salary will be better than working with Song You."

Xiao An refused firmly: "Mr. Shen, thank you for your kindness, but I am more suitable for a more flexible job."

Shen Xingchuan was puzzled: "Why?" This is a job opportunity that many people dream of. The salary at Chuanhe Group is far higher than the social average.

Xiao An said with some difficulty: "My mother is sick, and I need time to take care of her."

Yao Yingxia immediately became nervous: "What's the disease? Is it serious?"

Xiao An's father died early, and only his mother was left at home to raise him and his sister.

Seeing that he didn't want to elaborate, Yao Yingxia was furious: "Even if you don't tell me, I can still check it myself."

He finally confessed: "Stomach cancer, late stage."

Why is life so bitter?

A chill invaded from her fingertips and gradually spread to other parts of her body. Yao Yingxia pinched her palm fiercely: "When did it happen?"

"Two years ago." Xiao An explained, fearing Shen Xingchuan's suspicion, "My mother was afraid too many people would know and my grandfather would hear about it, so she kept it a secret."

"Are you usually alone in the hospital?"

Xiao An shook his head: "I'm with my sister."

No wonder he looked a little tired, as if he hadn't slept well for a long time. Yao Yingxia lowered her head and never moved her chopsticks again.

Seeing her so upset, Xiao An regretted mentioning his mother and making her sad for nothing. He quickly changed the subject and asked, "Aunt... Is Aunt okay?"

This name was too unfamiliar. Yao Yingxia thought for a moment before realizing that he was asking about Xu Nian, and her face turned even paler.

Shen Xingchuan could only answer for her: "Xia Xia's mother was in a car accident last year and is still lying in the hospital."

Thinking about the reason why her sister gave herself to Song You, Xiao An couldn't help but have some terrible associations, and then felt a huge panic. Shen Xingchuan was much older than her and had a somewhat moody personality. Yao Yingxia hadn't even graduated from university, but she was living with him.

Xiao An didn't dare to think about it anymore, and his face turned very ugly. He was eager to confirm Yao Yingxia's situation, and even looked at Shen Xingchuan with a sharp look. But this was really not the place to talk. He was fidgeting and finally stood up to say goodbye.

Yao Yingxia did not try to keep him, but just walked him out the door with Shen Xingchuan.

After coming back, she was in a daze for a while. Shen Xingchuan did not disturb her. He just sat relaxed on the sofa and glanced at her from time to time.

He originally just wanted to bring Xiao An under his command to provide an extra layer of restraint, but he didn't expect to reap such a great reward, and Yao Yingxia had another weakness.

Sure enough, the girl soon sat next to him and leaned on his shoulder as intimately as before.

Shen Xingchuan didn't react at all, looking quite indifferent: "Xia Xia, are you not angry with me anymore?"

"I'm sorry, I was too willful." She said humbly, "Can you help my brother?"

Shen Xingchuan snorted coldly: "Xia Xia, when you need me, you are very good at coaxing people. You are really flexible."

She laughed: "Isn't this the best step?"

He finally reached out and pressed Yao Yingxia into his arms: "I need to see your sincerity."

She was quiet for a while, then reached out to touch his pants and unzipped them. Her voice trembled with laughter, as if she was about to cry: "I'll help you eat, okay?"