After the shopkeeper finished speaking, the waiter who had been arrested immediately collapsed to the ground.

After witnessing this scene, Zhuiying knew that his mission was complete, so he planned to go back and tell his master immediately.

Before leaving, the shopkeeper glanced at A-Gui one last time and finally shook his head helplessly. The other party was clearly a servant who had signed a contract of servitude, and his fate was in the hands of his master for the rest of his life, yet he still dared to betray his master.

The reason he trusted A-Gui so much was because more than half of the servants in the shop had signed flexible contracts, which were not considered indentured servitude. A-Gui was the only one he knew who had signed a fixed contract, which is why he trusted him so much. But he never expected that the other party would be blinded by money and dare to betray his master.

He deserves his current fate.

The shopkeeper turned around and headed to the store with Wan Ge. It was less than half an hour before they opened.

…

When Wan Ge returned home, it was already getting dark. She went back to the mansion with her maid. After returning home, she remembered her husband and hurriedly went to Feng Ji's courtyard.

They searched for a long time but couldn't find the person. Finally, they heard a noise behind the screen and went to investigate, only to find that the person was taking a bath.

Looking at the other person's fair and smooth skin, Wan Ge's face turned red.

I never expected that my husband, who looks so thin, would have muscles that I could vaguely see. He's usually so frail and weak, how did he develop abs?

Wan Ge didn't dare to look closely at all; she only glanced at it briefly before thinking she had misread it.

After turning around, she quickly said, "I'm sorry, my husband. I didn't know you were taking a bath. I was just worried when I couldn't find you, and I came when I heard a noise behind the screen."

Upon hearing her say this, Feng Ji immediately replied, "It's alright, Madam. I was too ill yesterday and felt uncomfortable without a bath, so I had them prepare one. Besides, the doctor prescribed a medicinal bath for me, which will help me recover faster."

"I see. Then I'll take my leave."

“Madam, wait a moment…” Feng Ji spoke again: “Madam, could you please wipe my back? I can’t reach it.”

"I...I'll have the servant come in and wipe it for you."

"But I don't want outsiders to touch my body." How could he possibly allow anyone to touch his body? So, of course, it's more appropriate for his wife to do this.

"Okay..." Wan Ge hesitated for a long time before finally agreeing and immediately stepped forward to stand behind him.

When the towel was wiping his back, Wange couldn't help but swallow. How could her husband's back be so beautiful?

I once read a storybook that described a scene where a male demon exposed his back. I think what I'm seeing now is even more exciting than what's written in the storybook.

"What's wrong, Madam?" Feng Ji seemed to sense that her hand was trembling, so he asked with some confusion.

He appeared calm and collected, but inside he was far from composed. His wife was rubbing his back, and he was overjoyed. How could his wife be so kind? Could this be considered physical contact with his wife?

"No...it's nothing..." Wange quickly rubbed his back again, then hurriedly handed the towel back to him: "I...I'm done...you can do the rest yourself."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Feng Ji turned back and saw how hurriedly she was leaving, and suddenly felt a sense of loss. Was Madam still rejecting him? Was his choice back then right or wrong?

Feng Ji took a deep breath and quickly finished his bath. Before coming out, he glanced at himself in the bronze mirror one last time.

Her complexion was rosy and normal, and she looked no different from an ordinary healthy person.

Seeing this, Feng Ji took out another box, wiped the contents of the box on his lips, and instantly turned pale.

He remembered what the doctor had said during his diagnosis earlier that day.

Because the lady had already left when the physician arrived, he told him the truth: he said that the lady had already recovered and, after taking medicine and resting for a night, was basically cured.

But how could he allow himself to recover so quickly? He cherished the feeling of being cared for by his wife. He didn't want to recover so soon; he wanted his wife to care for him and look after him, so that he could feel that she still had him in her eyes.

Therefore, Feng Ji did not intend to admit that his illness was cured so quickly.

…

Wan Ge waited for him outside the screen until he came out. After waiting for a while, she calmed down a lot, and her cheeks were no longer so red.

Seeing her husband emerge, weak and unsteady on his feet, Wan Ge quickly went to support him.

"Why is my husband bathing alone? Doesn't he even have anyone to serve him? Even if they were behind the screen, they could be put to use."

From what he had said earlier, Wan Ge could roughly deduce that he didn't like strangers touching him, so he didn't need anyone to serve him while he bathed.

But his health is still so poor. What if he faints while taking a bath, or falls while walking after bathing? How can we leave someone in the room?

Feng Ji then answered his question: "I don't like having other people around when I'm bathing, so I asked them all to leave. Cough cough... It's alright... Cough cough... My body is fine... Cough cough cough..."

"Why is he coughing like that?" Wan Ge thought that she hadn't heard him cough much since she came out, so why was he coughing again now? Was she too nervous to listen carefully and therefore didn't hear him?

"No...it's alright...cough cough...the doctor said my condition has improved somewhat...cough cough...otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out of bed..."

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