Ye Ruohuan blinked her eyes, reacted, glared at Fu Yijian in embarrassment, then let go of her hand and turned away awkwardly. For Fu Yijian, being glared at was extremely useful.

He lowered his head and curled his lips slightly, and when Ye Ruohuan let go of his hand, he lifted the hem of his skirt to above his knees. Fu Yijian squatted there, staring at the purple spot with deep eyes, and he reached out and stroked it gently.

Ye Ruohuan shrank back in pain and let out a hiss.

Fu Yijian looked up at Ye Ruohuan's painful expression and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Then he took out Yunnan Baiyao and sprayed it on the injured area a few times.

After doing all this, he pulled down Ye Ruohuan's skirt, slowly stood up, and looked down at Ye Ruohuan.

Ye Ruohuan's scalp was numb from being stared at. She asked with an unnatural expression on her face: "Anything else?"

Fu Yijian glanced at her legs and said calmly, "I'll have carpets laid at home from now on so you won't fall again."

"Oh." Ye Ruohuan replied casually, and then she realized what Fu Yijian meant. She glanced at Fu Yijian's back as he turned around with the ointment in his hand, and her eyes were a little complicated.

She could feel Fu Yijian's kindness to her, but she didn't know if she had the courage to bear the impact of these kindnesses on her again. So she always avoided talking about her feelings for Fu Yijian.

Before, she thought she could face Fu Yijian calmly and get along with him like a friend. But she found that when Fu Yijian got into trouble, her first reaction was to rush over.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't deceive herself. What if Fu Yijian asked her to be together again? How would she answer?

The light in Ye Ruohuan's eyes dimmed, and he looked down at the purple bruises on his legs.

At noon that day, Ye Shuo and Fu Yijian both expressed their greatest enthusiasm for the dumplings made by Ye Ruhuan.

Ye Ruohuan looked at the two people, one big and one small, opposite her, competing with each other as if they were fighting for food, and finally ended up stuffing their stomachs full.

After dinner, Ye Shuo, who had recovered, took Fu Yijian to a nearby orchard to pick fruits. However, the sky was clear and cloudy one second, and the next second it was a typhoon and heavy rain. Ye Shuo pouted and looked at the storm outside the French window with dissatisfaction.

The trees outside were shaking due to the typhoon, and the heavy rain was hitting the glass windows.

Fu Yijian walked over, rubbed Ye Shuo's head with his big hand, and asked, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

Ye Shuo's eyes lit up and he nodded, "I want to."

So, Fu Yijian took Ye Shuo to the independent audio-visual room on the third floor. This audio-visual room was built to the same standards as a movie theater, with high-end configurations for both sound and picture.

Ye Shuo looked here and touched there curiously, making "wow" sounds continuously.

"Which one do you want to watch?" Fu Yijian stood in front of a DVD rack, looking at the dazzling array of films on it.

Ye Shuo raised his head and looked at Fu Yijian, and asked, "Are there any Avengers? I want to see Captain America."

Fu Yijian's fingers slid over the names on the DVDs one by one, and finally paused, pulled out a DVD, and said lightly, "Yes."

Ye Shuo clapped his hands happily.

When the film was about to start, Ye Ruohuan knocked on the door. They both looked at the person outside the door at the same time, and saw her walking in with a fruit plate and orange juice in her hands, a glass of water, and a medicine box on top.

Ye Ruohuan put down the fruit plate, handed the medicine to Fu Yijian, and said, "Take the medicine first."

Fu Yijian spread out his palm, Ye Ruohuan took out two pills, placed them on his palm, and then handed him a glass of water.

The movements were natural and smooth, like a couple with great understanding.

In fact, Ye Ruohuan did not notice this.

She turned her head and said to Ye Shuo with a serious face: "Xiao Ye, my brother is sick. If you have anything, come to the next room to find me."

"Okay." Ye Shuo responded very obediently. He just saw his brother swallow a very bitter medicine, which must have been very uncomfortable.

Hearing the conversation between Ye Ruohuan and Ye Shuo, Fu Yijian drank water with a smile in his eyes.

Fu Yijian stayed in the audio-visual room throughout the afternoon to watch movies with Ye Shuo, while Ye Ruohuan was drawing designs in the small study next door.

Later, Ye Shuo felt sleepy while watching, and he slept crookedly on the chair. Fu Yijian smiled, carried him to the sofa next to him, and changed the quilt for him. He walked out of the audio-visual room, walked to the door of the small study room curiously, and saw Ye Ruohuan lying on the table. He walked in quietly and found that Ye Ruohuan had fallen asleep.

So he went back to the audio-visual room, took a blanket and draped it over Ye Ruohuan. After Fu Yijian finished all these actions, he saw the design drawings on the table out of the corner of his eye.

Ye Ruohuan had only drawn a sketch, and had not yet modified or colored it. But just from this sketch, it was clear that Ye Ruohuan had strong design skills. He looked at the sleeping woman, with thick indigo under her eyes and a thin face. The tonic soup he sent her every day had no effect.

He was very happy that she appeared in the villa yesterday, but at the same time he was full of trepidation. He thought he was just having a wet dream, but he never thought that his dream would come true.

Fu Yijian was worried that Ye Ruohuan would make a scene after waking up, and would push him further away. He waited anxiously for that moment to come.

However, after Ye Ruohuan woke up, she did not get angry as imagined. Instead, she looked calm, as if she didn't care, or as if she was avoiding something.

Fu Yijian stayed beside Ye Ruohuan for a while, and when he was about to leave, Ye Ruohuan woke up. She suddenly caught a glimpse of someone beside her, then looked up and looked at Fu Yijian in surprise.

"You..." Ye Ruohuan stood there in a daze.

Fu Yijian pointed to the design drawing on her desk and said, "It's a good drawing."

Ye Ruohuan was a little surprised, then his eyes fell on his own drawings, and he said in a daze: "Many people say so, but I still don't have the opportunity to participate in the competition."

Fu Yijian frowned and asked, "What do you mean?" What do you mean there is no chance to participate in the competition?

Ye Ruohuan smiled bitterly and shook his head gently, "I don't know either. Maybe it's because I'm a newcomer, so the studio didn't let me participate in Yixun Wendy's competition."

Fu Yijian has participated in many charity auctions, so he naturally knows the name of the design master Yixun Wendi.

However, each of his works is unique in the world and is made by him personally, so many people are willing to admire him and even want to spend a lot of money to buy his works.