During the days that Xia Weiyi was sick, Si Wuan worked from home to accompany her.
Unfortunately, Sishi Company has been busy recently.
Xia Weiyi saw many people making video calls to him, and he often worked very late.
Sometimes, she would wake up in the middle of the night and see the light in his study on.
She would make him a cup of coffee, walk over, and ask softly, "Brother, are you still working?"
The man would hold her in his arms, his neck against her snow-white neck, gently drawing her breath: "Well, I was a little busy. Why did you wake up? Is it because I wasn't with you?"
He would put his hand on her forehead and ask her quietly if she was feeling unwell.
She was almost recovered: "Brother, actually I am well now. You can go to work and don't have to stay at home with me." She knew about the recent power struggle in Si's company, and she was afraid of trouble if he was not in the company.
Si Wuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, his gentle eyes burning at the moment: "It's okay, I still want to accompany you."
"Brother, you are so good to me." She murmured, her fingers entwined with the buttons of his shirt.
Si Wuan's tiredness was swept away, his heart trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Baby is also very good to me." His tone was extremely soft.
"But, I feel like I haven't done anything for my brother along the way. But my brother did it for me..." She choked up and couldn't continue. Si Wuan had abandoned all family affection for her.
Si Wuan stared at her, and she was about to cry.
He brought his hands to her eyes, caressing them gently.
Xia Weiyi's face was as red as a tomato.
Si Wuan leaned closer, nuzzled her neck, and murmured, "I'll go to bed with you."
"Have you finished your work?" the girl asked in surprise. She clearly saw a pile of documents on the table that needed his review.
Si Wuan's voice was boiling hot, and he said hoarsely: "Let's do it tomorrow. I'm not a robot who only cares about work. My wife came to see me, and I was moved."
He picked her up and walked towards the bedroom, lowering his voice to a deeper tone, "I took a shower and I'm clean."
Xia Weiyi's face was so red that it could drip blood. She hugged him tightly and said softly, "Yeah."
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Xia Weiyi smelled a fresh scent and opened his eyes.
Si Wuan had finished taking a shower and was wearing a black shirt.
He lowered his head, and buttoned his shirt carefully with his slender fingers. His profile was perfect, and his handsome face was incomparably beautiful no matter when you looked at him.
She snuggled in the soft quilt and stared at him without blinking. He was so handsome, she couldn't get enough of looking at him.
The man noticed her gaze, a faint smile appeared on his lips, he buttoned the last button of his shirt, bent down, and touched her cheek with his fingertips, which was slightly cool.
His scent was stronger.
Xia Weiyi couldn't help but absorb his scent, her face flushed unconsciously, and she was a little afraid to look at him. Her brother was too good at bewitching people.
Si Wuan's fingertips gently rubbed her skin.
Goose bumps appeared on the girl's skin as if she had been electrocuted, and ripples appeared in her heart.
"Weiyi, I have to go to a meeting at the company today. Sorry."
"Okay, I'll go to the studio to paint too." Xia Weiyi said in a low voice.
Si Wuan rolled his Adam's apple and fluttered his long black eyelashes: "If you miss me, remember to call me."
In response to his instructions, Xia Weiyi's earlobes turned red, she clutched the quilt tightly, and her face was burning.
"Brother misses you and will call you." Si Wuan lowered his eyes and looked at her with a smile.
Only after he left did Xia Weiyi dare to breathe a sigh of relief. What could be wrong? After being with her brother for so long, she could still be easily bewitched by him, especially when faced with his doting, she would be so happy that she was at a loss.
Xia Weiyi stayed in bed for a while until the sunlight penetrated the curtains and fell on her. She stretched and walked towards the bathroom.
After arriving at the studio, I learned that Teacher Duan Yi was going abroad to attend an exhibition. She was alone in the studio, painting from dawn to dusk.
The studio door was pushed open.
She turned around and saw Si Mumu, dressed in black. Si Mumu had lost a lot of weight since their last meeting, with large eye sockets and a blank stare that made people feel uneasy.
"Is this where you paint?" Si Mumu asked expressionlessly.
Xia Weiyi put down his paintbrush and nodded.
Si Mumu looked around. Oil paintings, sketches, traditional Chinese paintings, and portraits were placed randomly, but full of artistic atmosphere. She smelled the scent of paint in the air, and her pale face became even paler. "I only found out today that your teacher is Master Duan Yi."
Xia Weiyi said nothing, just listened quietly, trying to guess the purpose of her visit.
Si Mumu walked towards her step by step: "I also wanted to learn painting. Not only to please my father, but also because I really like it. I also think I have some talent. I once showed my proudest paintings to my father, but he was dismissive."
She smiled bitterly: "Maybe in his mind, as Xia Sheng's daughter, you should paint and deserve to be trained by a master."
"Xia Weiyi, why do you exist?" Si Mumu changed the subject.
Xia Weiyi's delicate face turned cold: "Si Mumu, if you are here to quarrel, then please leave. You are not welcome here."
Si Mumu smiled wildly: "Xia Weiyi, you wouldn't talk to me like this before, but now you've become so powerful that you can even drive me away at will."
"I used to live in your house, and you were so mean to me, blaming me for losing things several times. Aren't you pretty powerful too?"
"Yeah, I thought I would continue to be so powerful and always suppress you, but I didn't expect you to turn the tables. Haha, you are so resourceful. My mother and I underestimated you."
"Si Mumu, put away your sarcasm and self-pity. It's ridiculous."
Si Mumu restrained her expression and spoke in a serious tone, "My father took you to the cemetery. The heavy rain made him sick. He had a bad cold and hasn't recovered yet. But when my brother found out, he didn't even go to see him. He just stayed with you. Tell me, why did my brother become so indifferent because of you?"
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