Inside the bathtub.
Meng Fanxue was shyly taking off her bra and panties.
It was damp, so I just casually put it on the clothes rack next to me.
Aunt Zhao rushed over.
Meng Fanxue blushed, picked up a bath sponge, applied shower gel, and began to scrub herself from top to bottom.
Aunt Zhao rolled up her sleeves and said kindly, "Miss, let me wash your hair."
Meng Fanxue gave a muffled "hmm" and continued working on her hands.
Zhao Ma used the tap to wet the young lady's hair, then applied shampoo and began to massage it.
Zhao Ma glanced at the young lady's snow-white body, raised her delicate eyebrows, and then looked at the wet underwear on the clothes rack. She immediately understood what had happened.
She couldn't help but ask, "Did Miss let Lin Xiao examine her body?"
Meng Fanxue said anxiously and angrily, "Aunt Zhao! What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't tell him to open his eyes."
Aunt Zhao chuckled and said, "Alright, alright, I misspoke, Miss, please don't be angry."
I thought to myself, isn't this just burying my head in the sand and deceiving myself?
The man closed his eyes; his hands were their eyes.
No, it's even more perceptive than the eyes!
He remained silent for a moment.
While rinsing the young lady's face with water, Zhao Ma slowly said, "Miss, have you taken a fancy to this boy, Lin Xiao?"
The young lady has been stubborn since childhood.
She never let any man other than Dr. Zhao touch her.
Today, she actually let Lin Xiao carry her and even let him carry her into the bathtub. This is truly unprecedented!
Meng Fanxue bit her lip, her pretty face flushed from the steam.
She stammered, "I don't know. But I don't think I dislike it when he hugs me."
I actually quite like it.
That day at Xuan Yue Lake, after witnessing Lin Xiao's rescue, Meng Fanxue's opinion of Lin Xiao completely changed.
He was suddenly enveloped in a holy light.
The light drew her closer to him.
Aunt Zhao raised her eyebrows slightly and immediately understood: "Miss, since you are interested in Mr. Lin, you should make a good impression."
"As you know, Mr. Lin specializes in this line of work. Right now, his attitude towards you is purely that of a customer, and there's probably not much personal feeling involved."
"The time before last, you even took your anger out on him. I could tell he was in a bad mood then too."
"When I ran into Miss You last time, she and the girl next to her were both exceptionally beautiful."
"To put it bluntly, besides having more money than them, you don't have any other redeeming qualities."
Meng Fanxue suddenly sat up straight, startling Zhao Ma, who quickly let go of her hair, afraid of hurting her.
"What's wrong, Miss?"
Meng Fanxue sighed heavily, "That time... he said something unpleasant, so it's not entirely my fault. He insisted that I remembered it wrong. If Feng Qi hadn't saved me, how could I possibly have misremembered such an important matter?"
“Aunt Zhao, what should I do to win back my goodwill in his eyes?”
"You Wanjun is indeed very beautiful. But I'm not bad either, am I? If I could stand up, I wouldn't be afraid of anyone. It's a pity..."
Zhao Ma's eyes showed heartache, and she comforted her in a kind voice, "Miss, don't be too discouraged."
"If we keep exercising, getting acupuncture and massage, maybe one day we'll get better."
"Dr. Zhao also said that although your condition is complicated because you injured your spinal nerves in your early years, the human body has a strong ability to repair itself. As long as you don't give up, there is still hope."
Meng Fanxue remained silent, staring blankly.
A moment later, Meng Fanxue was dressed and Zhao Ma dried her hair.
Meng Fanxue had thick, glossy black hair that covered her entire slender shoulders and back, reaching down to her waist.
This made Zhao's mother, who has thinning hair and often experiences hair loss, very envious.
Aunt Zhao lovingly combed the young lady's hair. "Miss, you look beautiful with your hair down. Mr. Lin has never seen you with your hair down before, has he?"
“Last time I saw You Wanjun with her hair down, she looked quite pretty.”
Meng Fanxue nodded, "Okay."
"Miss, would you like to go out for a walk later?"
"Hmm. Aunt Zhao, can Lin Xiao carry me? Will he find me annoying?"
Zhao Ma then took out a beige velvet headband from the dressing box, with a delicate little ginger-yellow bow on it, which perfectly matched the color of the young lady's dress.
After putting it on, Meng Fanxue looked both gentle and playful.
"If a man likes a woman, he will never be annoyed. If he doesn't like her, he will be annoyed no matter what."
Meng Fanxue pursed her lips, a hint of disappointment flashing in her clear eyes.
She'd better not bother him.
After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Lin Xiao waited in the living room while drinking tea.
By this time, his emotions had already calmed down.
He recalled the day he met Feng Bairan here. Feng Bairan hadn't come to see him for so long, so he must have already confirmed that they had no relationship.
That's fine.
At least my father won't die with his eyes wide open in dismay.
Just as I was lost in thought, I heard the rustling sound of the wheelchair rolling over the carpet.
Lin Xiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was Meng Fanxue, who was already dressed.
His eyes unconsciously lit up slightly.
She wore a white, half-collar cashmere sweater, a ginger-yellow skirt, and her long, satin-like hair was draped down her back, with a headband on her head.
She looks very gentle and beautiful.
She looked at him, her clear, watery eyes holding a smile that was both shy and as radiant as the sun.
Lin Xiao's breath hitched slightly.
"Mr. Fan, why the change in your style of dress today? It suits you quite well."
Meng Fanxue smiled and said, "Aunt Zhao helped me with this. Lin Xiao, let's go for a walk outside. The weather is nice."
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