Chapter 24 Chapter 24 I'm not that anxious. ...
In the dim light and shadow, the man's tall figure gradually walked away.
Yan Jiu had a strange illusion, as if what Chen Yuchu really wanted to do was not just kiss her eyelashes.
What will he do when he comes back from the shower?
For some unknown reason, Yan Jiu opened the drawer beside him.
Everything inside has been emptied.
Yan Jiuteng's heart dropped slightly in mid-air, and he slowly exhaled.
But soon, her heart beat faster again.
If Chen Yuchu really wanted to do something and didn't want to wear that, what should she do?
Yan Jiu looked at the dim ceiling and fell into a trance.
The sound of water gradually disappeared. When Chen Yuchu came back, he caught a glimpse of the blush on Yan Jiu's cheeks that had not yet disappeared. When she heard the sound, she raised her head slightly, her eyes flashing with a clear and radiant light. As soon as she made contact, she fled into the deep forest like a deer.
I didn't dare to look him in the eye.
A deep and pleasant voice fell, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Chen Yuchu was wearing a loose dark nightgown, revealing his beautiful and smooth curves. When he came closer, the refreshing mint scent from his body invaded her nostrils without warning.
Familiar and intense.
Yan Jiu's nose was irritated, and tears welled up. His hazy almond-shaped eyes seemed to be stained with mist. He replied hesitantly, "No."
The man's question then follows, "So what are you thinking?"
Yan Jiu bit her lip, wondering how to describe the yellow waste that flashed through her mind. Her tender pink lips turned a little pale from being bitten. Still, she replied, "No...nothing."
She couldn't tell Chen Yuchu that she was scared.
Long, bony fingers lifted the quilt, and the warm, damp, slightly calloused fingertips pressed against Yan Jiu's toes. His voice was low and sexy, "Did it get soaked in water? Let me rebandage it for you."
It’s over, Chen Yuchu misunderstood.
She misunderstood too.
The moment the rough fingertips caressed him, Yan Jiu flinched, lowered his head and said sullenly, "I'm fine."
Chen Yuchu glanced at the drawer that was not completely closed and the suspicious red color on the tip of Yan Jiu's ear, and after a little thought he knew what she was thinking.
The usually calm and serious man showed a little embarrassment on his face. The corners of his mouth twitched, and although it disappeared quickly, his tone still carried a hint of helplessness. "I'm not that anxious."
“Even injured patients were not spared.”
After Chen Yuchu said it so openly, Yan Jiu suddenly felt that he would never be able to hold his head up again and wished he could crawl under the bed.
She hesitated for a few seconds, then quickly pulled up the quilt and buried her head in it like a swimming fish.
It's really embarrassing.
There was darkness all around, and she seemed to hear Chen Yuchu laugh mischievously.
In his eyes, was she the kind of girl who had a lot going on? Chen Yuchu came from a distinguished family and was outstanding in appearance. He must have been around many opposite sexes since he was a child. He must have seen everything.
Yan Jiu couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
One side of his body caved in, and the next moment, the quilt covering his head was removed, and Yan Jiu's sight revealed a strong and healthy wrist bone, soaked in the coolness of mint.
Her gaze lingered just above Yan Jiu's curled eyelashes, and she even held her breath.
My heart also tightened to the limit.
Yan Jiu was not afraid of what Chen Yuchu would do to her, but she was particularly afraid that he would say something out of the blue, and she might be so embarrassed that she would roll off the bed on the spot.
Under the soft warm yellow light, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly. She was so shy that even her neck was pink. Chen Yuchu's deep eyebrows raised slightly, and he withdrew his arm and turned off the light, leaving only the wall lamp on his side.
The scene in front of her eyes darkened and the oppressive feeling disappeared. Yan Jiu thought she might suffer from insomnia, but unexpectedly, she smelled a refreshing mint scent in her nostrils. Her breathing gradually became steady and sleepiness came over her.
Chen Yuchu opened the unfinished book, and after a few minutes, he still paused on that page. He glanced sideways at the girl beside him. Her long eyelashes cast a large shadow, and there was still a trace of pink on her porcelain-white cheeks. If it weren't for the steady rise and fall of her chest, she would have looked like a doll, too beautiful to be real.
His eyes were noticeably darker. Without making any noise, he stood up and walked towards the study. He slowly opened the drawer and took out a box of cigars. After the cigars were lit, he simply held them between his slender fingers, his deep black eyes lowered, watching the curls of smoke slowly rise.
That emotion slowly subsided, and he returned to calm and peaceful state.
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The light golden sunlight gently spreads on the wooden floor, filling the room with a clean and warm atmosphere.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her thin, white eyelids slowly opened. Yan Jiu stared at the white ceiling for a long moment before finally coming to her senses. She propped herself up on one foot, slowly slid into her wheelchair, and headed to the bathroom to wash up.
After washing up, Yan Jiu put on a pink robe over her nightgown, moved her wheelchair and took the elevator downstairs.
The elevator door opened. Yu Yinghui, who was waiting at the dining table, heard the noise and hurried forward. "Madam, why didn't you call me and came down by yourself?"
Yan Jiu smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'll be fine soon."
What she said was not a lie. The injury was not serious to begin with. She did not feel much when she stood on tiptoe to wash today. She believed that the wound would heal completely within a few days.
Yu Yinghui: "The old lady called this morning and asked about your foot injury. Madam, you can't take this injury lightly just because you are young."
Yong Meiru, who always rose early to worship Buddha, knew Yan Jiu's routine and called from the home phone.
"I'll call Grandma back after breakfast."
Yu Yinghui pushed Yan Jiu to the restaurant. A lower table was set up next to the original marble table so that Yan Jiu could sit in the wheelchair without having to move.
"This was sent by my husband this morning. He really cares about you!" Yu Yinghui explained with a smile.
Yan Jiu felt a little uncomfortable. When she got to the table, she found that Chen Yuchu was indeed attentive and the height of the table was very suitable for her wheelchair.
Yes, he is really outstanding. Although he comes from a prominent and noble family, he does not have the ostentatious airs of children from aristocratic families. He has outstanding abilities and acts calmly and with dignity.
Such a person can do anything he wants to do perfectly.
A strange feeling welled up in her heart. If Chen Yuchu was such a person, why hadn't he communicated with her at all in the three months after their marriage? Did this mean that he wasn't happy with this marriage?
It is a fact that the Yan family cannot give him any help.
However, Yan Jiu didn't think about it anymore.
She didn't want to think too much and do too little like before.
Since she has questions, she can just ask Chen Yuchu when the time comes.
But there is no need to ask now. She didn't look for Chen Yuchu in those three months, right?
Yan Jiu's face became calm, and the servants served breakfast one after another.
Her habits and ostentation were not as grand as those of the Chen family. After Yong Meiru left, breakfast didn't need to be very elaborate. She decided what to eat a day in advance and then asked the kitchen to prepare it.
Yan Jiu scooped up the tofu pudding and tasted it slowly. The chefs sent by the Chen family all had different specialties. The salty tofu pudding made by one of them tasted just right. She liked it very much and had to eat tofu pudding two days a week.
After finishing her meal, she picked up the glass and took a sip of orange juice. As the sweet and slightly sour taste of the freshly squeezed juice flowed down her stomach, her eyes narrowed.
"The surgeon is home and will change your dressing anytime."
"The gentleman also hired someone to come to your home to take care of your hair."
Last night she complained about the inconvenience of washing her hair, but she didn't expect Chen Yuchu to notice even this little thing.
The servants came forward to clear the tableware. Yan Jiu nodded slightly to show that she understood. Her long, slightly curled black hair drooped down, shedding a pearly sheen, and her curled eyelashes fluttered. She said angrily, "Aunt Hui, why do you need to use your name when talking to me? It's so distant."
Yu Yinghui straightened her face and looked at Yan Jiu with a gentle look, "Madam, this is the rule."
Everything was fine before, but it changed after Chen Yuchu came back. But now Yan Jiu also understood a little bit. Chen Yuchu was not the kind of person who would focus on such trivial matters. He didn't have time for such things.
A hint of playfulness appeared on her unmade-up face, and her whole appearance was bright and shining. She dragged out the word "rules" and stuck out her tongue. "Aren't rules just about obeying me? Aunt Hui, don't you ever use 'you' in front of me again!"
"I'll do as you say," Yu Yinghui changed her words under Yan Jiu's gaze. "I'll do as you say."
Doctor Xia was here again today. They worked in shifts, two people in each group, with two, four, and six, and one, three, five, and seven. Doctor Xia was the only woman in either group, so naturally, she was responsible for changing Yan Jiu's dressings. But she had no complaints; working for the Chen family paid well, and the day was easy.
Doctor Xia carefully cut open the gauze. Her movements were so gentle that Yan Jiu could hardly feel anything. After the wound was cleaned, she looked up and said, "It's recovering very well. There's no infection. The wound will almost heal in the next two days. You don't need to wrap it with gauze after it heals, but try not to move and rest as much as possible."
Yan Jiu felt a little relieved upon hearing the news. This Saturday was Chen Yuchu's mother's birthday. If she was wrapped in gauze, people would definitely talk about her. The corners of her lips curved slightly, "Thank you, Doctor Xia."
Yu Yinghui sent Dr. Xia out and gave the driver instructions.
At the same time, Yan Jiu called Yong Meiru and the call was quickly connected.
"Good morning, Xiaojiu."
Yan Jiu heard Yong Meiru's voice, her eyebrows curved, and she responded sweetly: "Grandma, good morning. What are you doing?"
Yong Meiru walked through the hall filled with servants and walked outside where the sun was shaded before answering, "There's a banquet going on in the hall on Saturday. I'll be there to watch. It's nothing fancy, really. We'll just follow the standards and procedures of previous years. Your mother thinks I'm the elder in the family and insists on asking me about everything. She treats her birthday like mine. I'll leave all these things to you from now on. You can't be like your mother. Let me give these old bones a rest."
Yan Jiu knew that Yong Meiru was not really complaining. Elderly people all like to have their children around them, so how could they feel annoyed? The smile on her lips deepened a little. "We all like grandma and need grandma. I will naturally trouble you when the time comes. Please don't really dislike me."
Yong Meiru's crisp laughter came through the phone, "You kid."
"How's your foot injury? Yu Chu said he would stay home with you. Did he do that?"
"Doctor Xia said it will heal in two days. It's nothing serious. Don't worry, grandma."
Yan Jiu thought about Chen Yuchu hiring someone to come to her home to take care of her hair, and her cheeks flushed. "He's at home, in a meeting."
Yong Meiru said "hmm", "That's about right."
"Grandma left something in the drawer of your room."
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The author has something to say: Chen Yuchu: Grandma, please don’t give random gifts next time.
Yong Meiru: You said it was very useful? Whenever I mentioned this, Xiaojiu would think of you.
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