Chapter 46
Light shone in from outside through the thin gauze curtains, casting a golden halo on the fair and rosy face.
It was a face so beautiful that it was flawless. She was breathing shallowly, and it was unknown what kind of nightmare she had. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she turned over, revealing the horrifying red marks on her body.
The long eyelashes slowly opened, still with sleepiness in the eyes, and then the eyelashes trembled and closed again.
About five minutes later, Yan Jiu opened his eyes again and blinked his clear almond-shaped eyes.
When her eyes slid to the mottled marks on her skin, her pupils widened and she sat up from the bed.
Chen Yuchu!
The thought of scolding him just flashed through her mind.
His body could no longer hold up and he fell backwards again.
It really hurts.
My whole body felt as if it was torn apart.
I don't even have the strength to lift my hands.
After waiting for a while, Yan Jiu picked up the phone on the bedside table and tapped the screen with his fair fingers.
Ten o'clock.
Several thoughts raced through her mind.
Fortunately, the appointment with Zhu Shiqing is next week.
What would she do if Aunt Hui and the others saw her? She didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that it was impossible to hide it. Even if she insisted that it was a mosquito bite, no one would believe her.
But she finally decided to give in and covered her head with the quilt.
It’s okay to sleep in once in a while; it’s the weekend after all.
Besides, she didn't go to bed until two o'clock last night, so she is now severely sleep-deprived.
As for the rest, let’s talk about it after I wake up.
Inside the villa, the cell phone rang. The tall and straight man took out a tissue to wipe his hands, picked up the video call, put it aside and turned on the hands-free mode.
"grandmother."
Yong Meiru: "Where are you now?"
Chen Yuchu's hands kept moving, and there was a barely perceptible joy in his voice, "At home."
Yong Meiru nodded slightly and asked directly, "Why did you give all the servants a day off? What are you and Xiaojiu going to eat? Don't tell me you want Xiaojiu to cook for you. This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed in our family. There's no reason to let a girl into the kitchen."
She thought that maybe the couple wanted to have some time for themselves, so she took a deep breath and said, "If you find them too noisy, I can send a few chefs over to take care of your three meals a day, right?"
Facing Yong Meiru's rapid-fire words, Chen Yuchu showed no impatience on his face. His deep black eyes stared intently at what was in front of him. His slender finger bones moved, and then he picked up the phone and rotated the view to show Yong Meiru.
He is frying steak.
Is he frying steak?
Yong Meiru was still in front of the screen, but her mind had already wandered away.
There was a hint of daze on his face, which looked quite energetic.
But before she could think it through, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "Don't worry, grandma, three meals a day will be no problem. I'm hanging up now."
Why?
The words "Video interrupted" appeared on the screen.
Yong Meiru was both angry and amused. She hadn't finished speaking yet, but he was afraid that she would ask more questions, so he hung up the video in a hurry.
However, her grandson can actually fry steak for people.
If I tell others about this kind of thing, I'm afraid no one will believe it.
Thinking of how Chen Yuchu poured wine for Yan Jiu yesterday, she couldn't stop smiling.
besides......
Yong Meiru suddenly thought of the small red dot that flashed across his neck when he was rotating the picture for her just now.
Although the green ecology at Jianan Villa is good, there shouldn't be mosquitoes at this time of year, right?
Chen Yuchu was not afraid that Yong Meiru would ask too many questions, but the steak had just been cooked, and talking on the phone for too long would affect the taste of the steak.
He rolled up his sleeves, placed the steak on a beautiful plate, and squeezed a glass of fresh orange juice.
Yan Jiu's sleep was not peaceful, and when she woke up again, she was no longer sleepy. When Chen Yuchu pushed the door open, she was staring at the ceiling in a daze.
She didn't get up when she heard the sound, but her drooping eyelids trembled.
She only remembered half of what happened last night. The first half was blank in her mind, and the memory started when she felt the pain.
When the tearing pain came, Chen Yuchu was kissing her and comforting her.
His voice was gentler than she had ever heard before, and it was full of allure, but even so, the pain was inevitable.
It was then that Chen Yuchu realized that it was her first time.
He said "I'm sorry" in her ear at that time.
But by then, it was no longer possible to stop.
He and she hugged each other tightly when they were in the center of the violent storm.
Closer than ever.
There is pain, but there is also joy.
It was a very special feeling that she had never experienced before, but she did not resist it.
In the end, she and Chen Yuchu climbed to the top together.
After that, she was exhausted, and it was Chen Yuchu who held her and bathed and wiped her.
I don't know where he gets so much energy from.
Her nose twitched, bringing her back to her senses from her wandering thoughts.
Before this, Yan Jiu had been confused about how to face Chen Yuchu.
Once an intimate relationship occurs, many things will be different.
Before she could make up her mind, Chen Yuchu arrived.
Yan Jiu was stunned when he saw the steak and orange juice. He had heard some things about Chen Yuchu from Yu Yinghui before, such as how he loved cleanliness and tidiness, and how he had his own logic for placing things. The servants had to be familiar with his habits.
For Chen Yuchu, eating in his room, car, or office is an absolute no-no. Each location has its own function, and he doesn't think food should be placed in these places.
Yan Jiu blinked her clear eyes slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed across her eyes, as if she was wondering if the man in front of her had been switched.
When he finished placing the small table on the bed, Yan Jiu said with trembling eyelashes and a hoarse voice, "I can get up."
When she heard her own voice, a faint pink turned red at the tips of Yan Jiu's ears. It was only last night that she realized that her voice could be so delicate and artificial, and also so sharp.
This led to the current situation, her vocal cords are hoarse.
Chen Yuchu didn't take her boastful words seriously. He was probably the only one who knew her true situation, as the person who caused everything.
His long arm went around her body, holding her weak shoulders, while the other hand supported her waist and provided her with a pillow.
Yan Jiu was held in Chen Yuchu's arms, sniffing the rich, woody aroma of his chest. Her nose twitched, and she noticed a hint of steak lingering within. She couldn't help but laugh, wondering how this mysophobic patient could endure it. But the next second, she gasped in pain.
My waist is so sore and swollen that I can't stand it.
Yan Jiu's brows were slightly furrowed, a blush spread across his porcelain-white cheeks, and there was obvious discomfort in his voice.
There was a strange look in Chen Yuchu's deep and calm eyes. As the instigator, he felt a little regretful.
He was fascinated by the charm in her sparkling eyes, and felt distressed by her slightly frowned brows.
He watched her waist arch like a full moon bowstring and listened to her unbearable sobs.
Rubbing ears and cheeks together.
Chen Yuchu sat down beside her. The sheets still lingered with her body heat and a delicate floral scent. His tall nose twitched imperceptibly, and his slightly calloused fingertips caressed her waist. He asked gently, "Is this better?"
Perhaps because Yan Jiu was awake now, her body was extremely sensitive. When his gentle palms pressed on her waist through her pajamas and rubbed it gently, she felt a warm current flowing through her body.
Her almond-shaped eyes trembled slightly, as if she couldn't believe that this was her own reaction.
Her radiant toes curled up, and she tried to control her voice and said calmly, "I'm not in pain."
Seeing Yan Jiu still trying to be stubborn, Chen Yuchu frowned. Why hadn't he noticed she was so stubborn before? It wasn't that he disliked her, he just hoped she could be honest with him.
"I'll apply medicine on you after you finish eating."
His voice was calm, as if he was just talking about an insignificant matter, but it naturally carried an air of urgency.
The snow-white skin beneath the warm fingertips jumped and trembled uncontrollably, and the blood swelled and threatened to burst through the skin. Yan Jiu was too tired to think about the "rubbing medicine" he said. She swallowed and leaned forward. Her eyes caught sight of the orange juice on the plate and she said casually, "I don't want orange juice. I want apple juice."
Yan Jiu wasn't actually like that. She rarely turned down kindness. Orange juice and apple juice were no different; she'd politely say "thank you" to anyone offering her anything. She didn't want to cause trouble for others, as she did now, rather than saying she didn't like it.
But Chen Yuchu didn't seem to feel any difference. He was not angry that he was criticized for his first time cooking, nor did he question Yan Jiu's words.
He glanced calmly at the unnatural blush on her face, curled his thin lips, and gently lifted his fingertips to tuck her slightly messy black hair behind her ear. Then he said in a clear and healthy voice, "Then you eat steak first."
Only after Chen Yuchu walked out of the room did Yan Jiu's tense nerves relax and he exhaled deeply, but the faint strong woody scent was still lingering in his nostrils.
That was Chen Yuchu's scent, which lingered on her.
Yan Jiu's clear pupils were confused for a few seconds. Why did she sound so natural when she ordered Chen Yuchu just now?
But when she smelled the aroma of the food and her stomach growled, she simply stopped thinking about it and moved her shiny fingertips slightly. Even though she was exhausted, she still managed to eat a few bites.
When Yan Jiu put down his cutlery, Chen Yuchu just walked in.
In one hand, he held a freshly squeezed apple juice, in the other, a folder.
He first handed the apple juice to Yan Jiu, and after she tilted her head back to drink it, he said slowly: "This is sent by Wen Yunhui and Shang Yu. They owe you the bet, and there is another apology."
Yan Jiu didn't think they were offering her an apology. She had only met them once and didn't have such a big honor. They were just doing it for Chen Yuchu's sake, so she said naturally, "I don't need it."
Chen Yuchu flipped open the folder, his dark eyes flickering slightly as he read out the contents in a steady voice. "Their stakes are on a small island overseas. Shang Yu's apology to you is your pottery shop; he's bought it. Wen Yunhui's apology is an ancient painting."
Yan Jiu raised his eyes in surprise, his swollen lips slightly opened, and a huge wave of emotion surged in his heart.
Are the stakes that high for them?
Yan Jiu wasn't entirely sure of the island's value, but she knew it must be too expensive for her to buy. Her pottery shop, however, was located in a prime street-facing location, and the rent was already exorbitant, let alone the purchase price. The ancient painting Wen Yunhui had given her was undoubtedly of inestimable value.
This is way too much to give.
Yan Jiu said hesitantly: "Let's go back."
She was afraid that it would be difficult for Chen Yuchu to repay this favor.
Chen Yuchu, however, looked calm and nonchalant, "You keep it."
Before Yan Jiu could refuse again, he changed the subject and asked, "When will your pottery shop be renamed?"
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