Chapter 137 Don't forget to take me to work tomorrow
Wen Jiu stared at him with wide eyes.
Zhou Yanchuan chuckled briefly, but didn't say anything more. He walked into a room, came out with a white shirt in his hand, and handed it to her.
Wen Jiu looked at the clothes in her arms and asked, almost as if possessed, "Have you worn these before? If so, could you get me a new one?"
Zhou Yanchuan was so angry he laughed.
She's always way more infuriating than him.
"You've done so much intimacy, and now you're disgusted?"
Wen Jiu didn't reply: "Find me a new one, and I'll transfer the money to you later."
"OK."
Zhou Yanchuan gritted his teeth and went into the room again to get it.
Neither of them realized how naturally one gave the command, or how quickly the other obeyed.
The person who came out of the room again held out a shirt that was similar in length to the one from before, except that it had a tag on it.
Wen Jiu glanced at it, then stood still.
After a while, she said, "This is too expensive."
"So?" he asked, looking at her.
Wen Jiu raised her eyes: "Isn't there anything cheaper?"
"Do you think this is a clothing store?"
She remained silent when asked the question, and stood there for a few more seconds.
"Could you give me that one?"
"You don't mind now?"
"It's too late."
"..."
Zhou Yanchuan glanced at the figure walking out of the room and smiled slightly.
He stood there for a while, then walked towards the dining table.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, Wen Jiu came out of the room. His gaze fell on that slender and graceful figure, and his eyes darkened slightly.
Wen Jiu looked at the person who had already sat down at the dining table and then noticed that his hand was still bleeding. She frowned slightly and asked, "Why hasn't your hand been bandaged yet?"
"The doctor had something urgent to attend to and left after examining you."
She wondered, "Aren't private doctors supposed to be available 24/7?"
"I haven't spent enough money."
"..."
Zhou Yanchuan answered without batting an eye, and Wen Jiu met his gaze, but he still didn't react.
She naturally didn't believe what he said, but she didn't want to ask for the specific reason.
He simply said, "Aren't you going to deal with it?"
"He won't die."
She gave an "oh" and casually looked away, and the atmosphere between them quieted down once again.
After an unknown amount of time, the question was asked, "Do you have a first-aid kit at home?"
Zhou Yanchuan casually raised his eyes and said calmly, "Over there at the table in front."
Wen Jiu turned her head to look and stood up from the chair.
She went over, picked up the medicine box, and returned to his side.
"hand."
Zhou Yanchuan didn't move, paused for a few seconds: "Don't take advantage of me."
"..."
Wen Jiu pulled up a chair and sat down next to him, opened the first-aid kit, rummaged through it for a while, and took out disinfectant and cotton swabs.
"It might hurt a little," she said, her eyes lowered as she moistened a cotton swab and carefully wiped away the blood around his wound before disinfecting it.
Zhou Yanchuan didn't even frown; he just looked at the person so close to him.
This angle makes it easy for him to observe.
Just like five years ago, her small face is still delicate and beautiful in every way.
The way she lowered her eyes looked very well-behaved.
But it's just that this face is cute.
She's more infuriating than anyone else.
The cut was much deeper than I had imagined; the flesh inside was turned inside out, and blood kept seeping out.
Wen Jiu tried her best to keep her hands from shaking, but she still pressed too hard when she got to the middle part of the varnish.
He hissed coldly.
She subconsciously lowered her head to blow on it for him, but then suddenly realized something and stopped.
Zhou Yanchuan looked up at her, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he hesitated and didn't say anything.
A few seconds passed.
"Stop trying to take advantage of me."
Wen Jiu's slight unease vanished instantly: "Oh."
After disinfecting the wound, she found a bottle of medicine and applied it to it. Only after doing all this did she wrap it with gauze.
"Remember to see a doctor tomorrow."
"Um."
Neither of them spoke very warmly, and the atmosphere at the table quieted down after they finished speaking.
Wen Jiu ate with her head down. In the middle of the meal, Zhou Yanchuan received a phone call and went into the room next to the bedroom.
She finished the bowl of porridge in front of her, but he still hadn't come out.
After sitting in the chair for a while, he got up and put away his bowl and chopsticks.
The living room was large, and Wen Jiu wandered around for a while before finally finding the kitchen. After washing the dishes, Zhou Yanchuan still hadn't come out.
She was a little unsure of what to do next. After sitting in the chair for about ten minutes, she got up again and walked towards the room Zhou Yanchuan had entered.
As I reached the door, I hesitated for a few seconds before raising my hand.
Hearing the knock on the door, Zhou Yanchuan shifted his gaze from the video conference screen.
"Come in."
With permission granted, Wen Jiu slowly pushed open the door.
Looking at the girl behind the door, Zhou Yanchuan asked calmly, "What is it?"
Where will I sleep tonight?
Seeing the man call to stop, the group in the video conference breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second they perked up their ears at the sound of a woman's voice.
"That room just now."
Wen Jiu said "Oh," but remained standing still.
Zhou Yanchuan looked at her: "Is there anything else?"
"I need to go to work at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
"so what?"
"Don't forget to see me off."
His gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, then he said, "Mm."
"Then I'm leaving. You should get some rest."
Zhou Yanchuan paused his tapping on the table for a moment: "Hmm."
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When those dark, deep eyes swept across the screen again, the group of people in the picture unconsciously straightened their backs.
However, the man didn't speak. He glanced at them and then lowered his head. His handsome features were obscured by stray hairs on his forehead, making it impossible to guess his emotions.
The people in the video grew increasingly anxious, their minds racing as they tried to recall if there were any mistakes in their report.
There was silence for a while.
Zhou Yanchuan raised his head.
Meeting his gaze, everyone felt an urge to wipe the sweat from their brows.
Until they suddenly saw the person who had been coldly reprimanding them suddenly curtsied with a very faint smile.
Then a clear, gentle voice sounded in my ear: "That's enough for today."
"Um?"
Get some rest.
As the last syllable faded, the screen went black.
After a long while, the group belatedly realized: Is this... time to get off work?
And if I didn't mishear, wasn't there a woman's voice? And she said she starts work at eight and asked their boss, Mr. Zhou, to deliver it?
After hanging up the video call, Zhou Yanchuan looked towards the door, his smile deepening.
I don't know if I owed her something in my past life, but she's been so hardworking and dutiful in this one.
As Wen Jiu finished speaking and walked towards the bedroom, she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. She stopped and turned her head.
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