Chapter 28 Exclusive 9 Chen Jinshi, you really...
Chen Jinshi is a madman. Only after being with him until now did Chen Ying finally understand this thoroughly.
She thought he was just naughty and perverse, but he was a good boy after all. He was kind, sincere and brave.
She didn't expect him to be so bad.
Chen Jinshi, you are really, really mean.
It's terrible.
She didn't dare say anything because she was really afraid that he would tell others about it.
No matter how innocent their relationship was, at least there was a kiss.
Chen Ying prided herself on being a respectable person, so even if the two of them accidentally bumped into each other and touched each other's lips, it wouldn't be a big deal.
But you can’t tell anyone, absolutely not!
She struggled to get off him, her lower back hitting the edge of the bed, and her buttocks fell heavily into the bedding.
Chen Jinshi loosened his grip, let her go, and accepted her fierce glare.
"Chen Jinshi, what do you want to say?"
"Tell me about that kiss, where it came from."
He leaned down, his dangerous instincts leaning towards her.
She avoided his eyes and said coldly, "It's just a coincidence."
A flash of confusion flashed across Chen Jinshi's eyes. He smiled softly, his voice sticky and hoarse, as if he were rubbing the backs of his fingers across her face again: "Mom, why is that a coincidence?"
Chen Ying smiled at him: "Brother Shi, that day you just accidentally fell and fell on me, and then our lips brushed past, that's all."
He suddenly reached out his hand, covered her face with his palm, and asked in a daze, "How did I fall that day? Am, teach me, I want to fall again."
He gently stroked her cheek, his voice hoarse. She turned her head to avoid his hand, but he gently grasped her chin, not hard, but she couldn't break free.
The fingertips of martial artists were covered with calluses, and they rubbed the skin of her jaw, like a feather scratching the tip of her heart. She trembled slightly and lowered her voice: "Chen Jinshi, don't mess around."
There was a subtle panic in his tone.
She was still pretending to be serious: "Chen Jinshi, you are already a grown-up, be more obedient."
It was obvious that her whole body was suppressed by him.
Her face still had the look of proper manners, with clear eyebrows and eyes, distinct black and white pupils, and neatly pursed lips. But when he pressed his thumb on her chin, with a "pop" sound, not only were her lips forced open, but a shameful soft sound also escaped her.
Her serious yet fair and almost translucent face suddenly turned red.
She could tell something was wrong from his expression. She was angry and anxious, her chest heaving violently. He looked at her red eyes and tightly pursed lips, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
As he got closer, she began to struggle violently and slapped him in the face in desperation.
"Chen Jinshi! You bastard! You cuckold***"
Chen Jinshi was pushed back half a step by her, covering his face, grabbing both of her hands with one hand, and pressing her down on the bed.
“Hmm—”
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. He lifted her wrists above her head and pressed them firmly against the wooden railing of the bed, while her legs were clamped tightly between his knees.
Her heart was pounding, and shame surged over her like a tide, drowning all her strength.
She couldn't help but let out a soft cry, tilted her head back, and opened her lips, just in time to meet his kiss.
When he let her go, she was covered in sweat, as if she had rolled in water.
He reached out and wiped away her tears: "Am, are you so wronged?"
Chen Ying was breathing heavily and no longer had the energy to glare at him.
She turned her head away and didn't look at him. He released her wrists, raised his knees from between her legs, propped himself up, and rubbed her head.
"Chen Ying, this kiss is still a coincidence, right?"
He sat on the edge of the bed, his head turned away, his back to her, like a heartless bastard.
She said "hmm" softly, yes, it was a coincidence.
Chen Jinshi is such a kind and well-behaved child, he would never do such a thing.
She raised her hand and touched it. The moment her fingertips touched her lips, her whole body felt numb.
His kiss still lingered on her lips, with an irresistible force, almost brutal.
She hated him for pressing on and refusing to go down the stairs, and she hated him for wanting to tear apart the dignity she was clinging to.
He turned his head and gently stroked her cheek again.
She snuggled in his palm, sobbing softly, deceiving herself into believing that the burning heat of his lips was unintentional, that his tongue's repeated attempts to pry open her teeth were unintentional, and that the trembling as he gripped her wrist tightly was unintentional. His silence now was simply the end of a child's fuss.
There was only one lamp burning in the room, and the shadows were stretched long on the wall.
He gently wiped away her tears: "I'm sorry, Am."
Just look at him and she knows he is a good boy.
He also knew that he had done something wrong and apologized to her.
He rubbed his thumb over her face soothingly.
Her sobs gradually subsided. His palms were warm, with a bit of dry warmth, pressing against her burning face, which made her feel a sense of inappropriate peace.
Her voice was a little hoarse, and she continued to lecture him: "It's good that you know you're wrong. Don't do this again in the future."
He didn't respond, but his thumb continued to gently rub her cheek, sliding from the corner of her eye to her cheekbone and then back to the corner of her lips. That place had just been kissed by him, and it seemed as if the shape of his lips and teeth was still on her lips. He gently traced it, and she subconsciously pursed her lips.
She asked in a trembling voice: "Chen Jinshi, will you change?"
He stared at her lips, his eyes as dark as if filled with deep vortexes, then shook his head gently: "No."
Her lips trembled and she turned her face away.
He slid the back of his fingers onto her hair again, his voice rough and heavy: "Mom, I have always been your most naughty child."
Chen Ying's heart sank. His hand left her cheek and he stood up.
"Amu, it's getting late. You should go to bed early."
She didn't dare look at him, she only heard him standing up slowly and steadily.
The air was so thick it was suffocating.
The door was closed gently, and the room became completely quiet.
She sat up suddenly. The bed sheet was already wrinkled and there were red marks on her wrists. She raised her hands to support herself, fell on the couch, and covered her head with the quilt.
She was not crying because she felt wronged. It was because Chen Jinshi was determined to tear apart the dignity between them. She could not hide it no matter what. This was not a coincidence. He did it on purpose.
She covered her head and face with the quilt, she couldn't face it.
Exhausted, she soon fell into a deep sleep.
The morning light pierced the window lattice, and she woke up from the morning, her body sticky. She pushed open the door, and the sunlight shone on her face. She squinted her eyes, and all her sins were exposed.
She came out of the room wearing a light yellow jacket and skirt, her hair simply braided and tied into a bun.
Two maids outside the courtyard gate greeted her: "Greetings, young lady, the master has gotten up and is having dinner in the hall."
Chen Ying nodded and walked towards the hall along the bluestone path.
The stone slabs soaked in morning dew were slightly cool, the autumn fog had not yet dissipated, and a faint osmanthus fragrance floated in the air.
She was not wearing a cape, and her skirt swept across the orchids on the roadside, making a slight rustling sound.
There was the crisp sound of porcelain bowls tapping against each other in the hall. She took a deep breath and lifted the curtain to go in.
But not only Chen Jinxing was there, but Chen Jinshi was also sitting there.
The two of them sat opposite each other, leaving the pearwood chair at the top empty.
Seeing her coming, they both stood up at the same time, put down their bowls and chopsticks, and bowed to her.
"Good morning, Am."
The morning light slanted in through the window lattice, casting a layer of light gold on the straight shoulders of the two men, making them look like brothers in love.
Chen Ying pretended to be calm and asked them to sit down.
She quickly looked away. Last night's lingering kiss and hot breath seemed like a lifetime ago.
She sat down at the top, and soon Chen Jinyun arrived.
The whole family sat together neatly.
The maid set the table for her. There was lotus seed soup in a white porcelain bowl, and the sweet fragrance filled the air.
"Did you sleep well last night, Mom?" Chen Jinshi suddenly spoke in a light and clear voice.
Chen Ying tightened her grip on the spoon, lowered her head, and gently placed the porcelain spoon on the edge of the bowl.
"fine."
Fortunately, Chen Jinshi did not ask any more questions and just quietly ate the porridge in his bowl.
Chen Ying took a quick glance at him. He was wearing a moon-white gown with his collar tied neatly and his hair combed neatly. His face looked particularly gentle in the morning light. He could truly be described as "well-behaved".
Chen Ying pulled her sleeves down to cover the red marks on her wrists.
He had held her really tight last night.
Chen Jinxing put down his bowl and said with a smile, "Mom, Shi Ge'er has really grown up. This morning he even said he wanted to go to the counter with me and learn about the family business."
Chen Ying raised her eyes and looked at Chen Jinxing, with a proper smile on her face: "Really? This is a good thing. Shi Ge'er should have learned this a long time ago."
Chen Jinxing wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, his tone filled with relief: "It's a pleasant surprise that he can take the initiative to speak."
Chen Ying also said: "It just so happens that I also want to go to the counter to take a look today, why not go together."
Chen Jinxing said: "Great, with Am here, Shi Ge'er can learn more."
The more well-behaved and harmless Chen Jinshi behaved, the more uneasy Chen Ying felt.
After breakfast, they took Chen Jinyun with them and the four of them went to the shop together.
Chen Ying walked in front, holding Chen Jinyun's hand.
Chen Jinshi and Chen Jinxing followed behind her not too far away.
The wind blew through the alley, lifting the curls on her temples, carrying her scent and drifting behind her, with a slightly cool temperature, rushing into Chen Jinshi's nostrils.
He had to breathe very hard to get a whiff of her scent.
Chen Ying quickened her pace, and the two people behind her quickly caught up.
Arriving at the Chen Family Clinic, the staff were so frightened by the arrival of the several masters that they stopped their work and stepped forward to greet them. Chen Ying waved them off, her eyes sweeping across the familiar shop.
The plaques of the Chen Family Clinic are all old signs passed down from ancestors, and the shop is divided into two parts, front and back.
The front hall is lined with medicine cabinets that take up an entire wall. The vermilion cabinet doors are covered with yellowed labels with medicine names, ranging from the common angelica and astragalus to the rare snow lotus and musk, densely packed and neatly arranged.
The waiters were all wearing half-worn blue cloth jackets. They were either standing behind the counter dispensing medicine according to prescriptions or carefully weighing the amounts with a small scale.
The back hall is where medicine is made and medical consultations are held. There is a wooden table by the window, covered with a fading blue cloth, on which are placed pulse diagnosis instruments, medicine grinders and several rows of porcelain bottles.
When Chen Ying was teaching Chen Jinxing, she often sat here to treat the neighbors, and Chen Jinxing would sit beside her to check the prescriptions.
Nowadays, when she comes to the counter, she mostly checks the inventory of medicinal materials or the quality of the medicinal materials.
Chen Jinshi didn't need to learn these. Chen Jinxing led him to look at the account book, while Chen Ying walked to the counter on the side and looked through the list of newly arrived medicinal materials.
Chen Ying looked at the wild ginseng on the list of herbs, with its origin and weight noted next to it. She looked up at the dispenser and said, "Bring me the new box of wild ginseng."
The waiter responded and went to the back hall, and soon came out with a wooden box supported by red silk.
Chen Ying opened the lid of the box, and a bitter medicinal fragrance wafted out. She picked up the ginseng roots and examined them carefully. The ginseng was plump and had clear lines, indicating that it was indeed from a good year.
She nodded and was about to close the lid when someone gently held her wrist.
"Emu looked at it very carefully."
Chen Jinshi walked over at some point and his eyes fell on the ginseng in the box.
Chen Ying subconsciously withdrew her hand, not understanding what tricks he was going to play next. She just used her eyes to warn him that there were outsiders present.
This is not her bedroom.
Thinking back to what he said, that he didn't mind letting his brother know... Chen Ying's heart skipped a beat, her wrist still held firmly by him.
Until he asked, "Am, how do you tell whether this ginseng is good or bad?"
She breathed a sigh of relief; that was what he was asking.
She tried to keep her voice steady, avoiding his eyes: "Look at the ginseng roots, the grain, and smell it."
He frowned: "Can you explain it more clearly?"
Chen Ying pushed his hand away and turned to the other side: "You don't need to learn these."
Chen Jinshi walked around to her again and said, "What if I don't pass the exam? I still have to come back to look after the shop."
Chen Ying's eyebrows were filled with anger: "You are not allowed to say that."
He looked at her and smiled: "Am, are you so afraid that I won't pass the exam?"
She turned to the other side again, lowered her head, and her hair hung down at her temples. The room was filled with the fragrance of medicine.
She whispered, "I know you don't want to take over these business matters at all."
Chen Jinshi insisted: "Then can you teach me how to identify one?"
His voice was gentle, as if he was coaxing her.
She had no choice but to pick up the ginseng and said patiently, "Look at this ginseng beard. It should be long and thin with many forks, and have some small pearly bumps on it..."
Chen Jinshi lowered his eyes and looked at her. She was so gentle. His Adam's apple moved slightly and his fingertips curled up quietly under the hem of his sleeves.
"Do you remember?" After Chen Ying finished speaking, she looked up and asked him, and her eyes happened to meet his bottomless eyes.
The things hidden inside made her heart tighten, and she quickly looked away. "Take your time to look at it yourself. I'll go to the back hall to check the inventory."
Watching her quickly leaving, Chen Jinshi leaned on the counter with one hand, picked up the ginseng, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. The bitter medicinal fragrance seemed to be mixed with the warmth of her fingertips.
After talking to the new shopkeeper, Chen Jinxing hurried over to him and frowned, saying, "Didn't I tell you to look through the account books by yourself first? What are you doing standing here?"
Chen Jinshi stood up straight, his face no longer showing any hidden thoughts, only a confident look on his face: "I just saw Am testing the herbs, and I thought I'd learn a few more from her, so I wouldn't be completely clueless when looking at the account book."
Chen Jinxing didn't say anything, only said: "Come with me, I will teach you how to calculate the cost of medicinal materials."
"Here I come."
Chen Jinxing hurried after him. The light in the accounting office was dim, and the abacus beads made a crackling sound.
Chen Jinxing calculated for him while pointing to the numbers in the account book.
The door curtain in the back hall moved. Chen Ying didn't look over here. She walked straight to the counter in the front hall and said something to the waiter. Her voice was so soft and faint that it was mostly drowned out by the sound of the medicine grinder.
"For example, the purchase price of this angelica has increased by 20%..." Chen Jinxing's voice brought him back to his senses.
Chen Jinshi hummed, and saw that she was bending over to check the herbs under the counter, with the lines of the back of her neck faintly visible under her collar.
"Chen Jinshi." Chen Jinxing's face was cold and stern.
Chen Jinshi's pen tip landed on the account book: "I'm listening, you say yours."
Chen Jinxing glanced at Chen Ying secretly, his expression becoming uglier.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" in the front hall, and several men in shorts came in, escorting a sallow-faced woman.
"My wife took your medicine, but instead of getting better, she started vomiting and having diarrhea. You must give me an explanation today."
Seeing that several people were about to smash the store, Chen Ying looked up from her office and saw a woman with a sallow face. She hurried forward to check.
Chen Ying only had eyes for the patient. Just as she squatted down, the leading man suddenly kicked over the shelf next to her, and porcelain bottles fell all over the floor with a crackling sound.
"Why are you pretending to be so kind! Stay away from my wife!" The man spitted and reached out to push Chen Ying's shoulder.
Chen Ying was pushed and staggered, and her lower back was about to hit the corner of the counter, but was blocked by Chen Jinshi and hit his strong chest.
He held her arms firmly with both palms, and the overwhelming masculine aura enveloped her. He asked in a deep voice, "Am, are you okay?"
Chen Jinxing quickly stepped in front of them and confronted the troublemakers head-on.
He has been taking care of business for many years and has a calm temperament. He told Chen Jinshi: "Take Am in first, I will take care of this."
Chen Ying wanted to say a few more words, one person was responsible for negotiating with the big man, and one person was responsible for treating the woman, so she should stay.
Chen Jinshi forcibly twisted her arms and turned her around, and her nose hit that strong and elastic chest, mixed with the fragrance of soapberries and a hint of herbs, which was the smell of Chen Jinshi.
His palm was wrapped around her arm, so tight that it almost dug into her flesh, and the warmth from his palm made her whole body numb.
"Amu, follow me in."
He put his arm around her shoulders and held her against his chest.
She pushed, trying to get out of his arms.
But it is reasonable for him to do this now, so that he can be more unscrupulous.
"I'm fine, Chen Jinshi, let me go first."
Chen Jinshi did not let go, his Adam's apple rolling slightly, half supporting and half hugging her, and led her to the back hall.
Through the thin fabric, the beating of his heart could be felt on her back.
Chen Jinxing started arguing with the man, and Chen Jinshi closed the door, blocking out most of the noise.
"Sit down." He pressed her shoulders and pushed her down on the chair, his tone unquestionable and firm.
"Did you bump into something just now?" He turned around and went to look through the medicine box.
Chen Ying stood up again: "I'm fine, Jinxing can't handle this alone, I have to go help him."
As she spoke, she walked out. When she reached the porch, Chen Jinshi grabbed her wrist and said, "My brother can handle it."
He stared into her eyes. She was stunned and moved her wrist slightly. There was still a mark from last night there, and it became even redder as he gripped it.
Chen Ying's voice was cold and stern. She continued to twist her wrist and broke free from his grasp: "Chen Jinshi, you have no right to control me."
He let her go, a look of pity in his eyes.
As she walked outside, she could faintly hear the crisp sound of porcelain breaking. It seemed that Chen Jinxing was not able to negotiate this matter well.
At this moment, she suddenly felt dizzy and before she could react, someone had already picked her up and carried her sideways.
"I told you to leave it alone, but you still do."
He held her waist with one arm and her thighs with the other arm.
She was firmly held by him and could not struggle at all.
"Chen Jinshi! Put me down!"
He hugged her tighter, his arms around her, and strode to the back hall. He kicked the door shut with a bang and patted her thigh: "Behave yourself."
Since when, Chen Jinshi always liked to pick her up suddenly, catching her off guard and making it difficult for her to break free.
She was panting, sweat breaking out on her forehead. She sighed and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I won't go out. Go and have someone bring the patient in. I just saw that she's seriously ill, so I have to treat her first."
Chen Jinshi placed her on the chair, supported himself on the handles with both hands, and looked down at her: "Okay, be good."
Chen Ying turned away, too lazy to argue with him.
He squatted down, his eyes level with hers: "I just heard you cry out softly, is it hurting somewhere?"
Her eyes fell gently on him, and they looked at each other, but she didn't say anything.
Chen Jinshi said, "Let me see your wrist."
Chen Ying gave a warning look and hid her hands behind her back: "Chen Jinshi, it was you who did that last night..."
She shut up, and Chen Jinshi took out the ointment from the medicine box.
"Amu, I was wrong last night. I'm sorry. Please give me a chance to make amends, okay?"
He crouched down and now she was looking down at him.
She murmured, "Do you know you did something wrong, Shi Ge'er?"
Chen Jinshi covered his eyes and unscrewed the cap of the ointment bottle. She could see his long eyelashes.
"Yeah, I know."
He reached out, grabbed her arm, and slowly pulled her wrist out.
He held her in his arms and massaged her gently with his fingertips.
Chen Ying didn't dare to disobey him now, she was really afraid of him...
She asked softly, "You know you did something wrong, so will you change, Shi Ge'er?"
She looked at him with that all-embracing, gentle expression, waiting for his answer.
If he gave another inappropriate answer, it would be devastating to her.
He raised his head, his eyes fixed on hers, then shook his head slightly, his words clear: "No."
He stood up, put the ointment into the medicine box, then turned around, opened the door and walked out.
Not long after, the patient was carried in from the outer room, followed by two servants. Chen Jinshi leaned against the door, put his hands in his pockets, and just stood there guarding.
Judging from the noise outside, Chen Jinxing seemed to have the situation under control.
Chen Ying was completely relieved and began to treat the woman.
Chen Ying placed her fingertips on the woman's wrist and found her pulse was weak, indicating some signs of gastrointestinal discomfort.
She looked up at the woman's sallow complexion and asked softly, "When did the vomiting start? Do you have any abdominal pain?"
The woman replied in a whisper, her voice as thin as a mosquito.
Chen Ying nodded as she listened, and with her other hand she opened the medicine box to take out the silver needles. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Chen Jinshi who was guarding the door.
He stood upright, his back straight, his face expressionless, like a barrier separating her from the noise outside.
When the silver needle pierced the acupuncture point, the woman trembled slightly. Chen Ying slowed down the force, twisted the needle end with her fingertips, and said gently: "Relax, it will be fine in a while."
She was so focused on acupuncture that her hair fell down on her temples. After the acupuncture was over, she wrote a prescription and asked the waiter to get the medicine for her.
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