"Forget it, I won't hurt your pride. Let's eat," Wen Yan thought about finishing feeding him the rest of the noodles.
"You eat too."
Leng Xunze saw that she was also hungry.
Wen Yan shook her head.
"What, you dislike me?"
"You found out so quickly... Mmph!" Before she could finish speaking, she froze, her mind going blank as she looked at the suddenly enlarged handsome face before her.
Her lips were soft.
The man's scent was clean and crisp, his pheromones exploding.
Just by pressing against her, Wen Yan's brain stopped functioning.
A minute later, he pulled back and looked at Wen Yan with a half-smile, "Still dislike me?"
Wen Yan's face turned beet red.
"You!" she looked at him, "You! You..."
"What about me?" Leng Xunze found her reaction inexplicably amusing.
"You're not allowed to kiss me anymore!"
She said indignantly, putting down her chopsticks. "Eat by yourself."
With that, she took her own bowl and went to eat on the sofa.
Leng Xunze frowned. Was she really angry?
Was it that big a deal to just kiss her?
He wasn't going to swallow his pride and apologize, so he finished the rest of the noodles with his left hand.
After Wen Yan finished eating, she lay down on the sofa.
The room was unusually quiet.
The person on the bed glanced in the direction of the sofa.
Was Wen Yan really angry?
Was he too hasty?
"Hiss..."
The man suddenly gasped.
Wen Yan immediately got up from the sofa, "What's wrong?"
She saw Leng Xunze on the bed, supporting his right hand with his left, looking very pained.
"Are you an idiot? You're injured, why are you moving around?" Wen Yan couldn't help but scold, "Does it hurt?"
"Mmm... I need to go to the bathroom," his voice was low. "You were sleeping, and I didn't want to wake you."
He lowered his gaze slightly, his long black eyelashes falling, giving him an inexplicably forlorn look.
Wen Yan immediately felt a pang of guilt.
"You just needed to tell me," Wen Yan's voice softened unconsciously. She helped him off the bed and walked him to the bathroom door. He stopped, then turned to look at her. Wen Yan looked at him, bewildered.
"The zipper," he reminded her.
With his right hand injured, it was naturally difficult to pull the zipper.
But didn't he still have his left hand?
Wen Yan pursed her lips, her face burning, and truly afraid of him re-injuring himself, she reluctantly followed him inside. Her fingers trembled as she reached for the zipper.
"Hurry up," he was about to burst.
Wen Yan was sweating profusely. The more anxious she was, the harder it was to pull. Finally, she managed to pull the zipper down and immediately turned away.
A sound came from behind her.
Wen Yan's face was flushed with embarrassment.
Finally finished, they returned to the bed. Leng Xunze looked at her, "Sleep on the bed."
"No, I'm afraid I'll bump your wound."
"I'll be careful."
Wen Yan glanced at him.
That feeling of discomfort welled up again.
"Sleep by yourself, I'll sleep on the sofa. Call me if you need anything." Wen Yan walked directly to the sofa.
She felt闷闷不乐 (mèn mèn bù lè - unhappy/gloomy), but in the extreme quiet, she soon fell asleep.
That night, she had many strange dreams.
She dreamt of the despair when her parents divorced, and then she dreamt of Leng Xunze smiling gently with another woman.
When she woke up, she wiped her face and found herself in tears.
Wen Yan closed her eyes tightly, calmed herself for a while, and went to buy breakfast.
When she returned, they ate in silence.
"In a bad mood?"
Leng Xunze noticed keenly.
"It's nothing, let's eat. I might have to go to work later."
"Mmm, I'll go home."
Wen Yan wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't stop him. m..oΓg
After breakfast, she went to handle the discharge procedures. They walked out, the morning sun was warm, but the atmosphere was stiff.
Wen Yan walked absentmindedly, not noticing the Mercedes approaching ahead.
"Careful."
Leng Xunze yanked Wen Yan hard. She stumbled into his warm embrace, and the next second, the whistling wind seemed to brush past her clothes.
The Mercedes stopped and cursed, "Are you crazy? Eyes in your head?"
Wen Yan was still shaken. Her gaze fell on his rapidly reddening bandage, and her heart leaped into her throat. "Your wound."
Leng Xunze's handsome face contorted in pain. "It's nothing, the wound might have split open."
"Are you an idiot? No, it's my fault." Wen Yan looked at the bandage completely soaked in blood, and tears couldn't help but fall. "Let's go back and have the doctor check it again."
"No need, it can be bandaged at home."
Leng Xunze insisted. Seeing the girl's reddened eyes, he gently flicked her nose.
"You're worried about me?"
"Stop messing around, I'll change your dressing when we get back."
Wen Yan was truly scared. As soon as they got home, she immediately changed his dressing. Seeing the blood staining his entire shoulder, her heart ached. How painful must that be?
Yet, Leng Xunze didn't even frown.
Wen Yan's vision blurred as she gently cleaned the wound.
"I'm the one in pain, why are you crying?" Leng Xunze's rough thumb wiped away her tears.
Wen Yan choked, "You're such a chauvinist!"
"Me?"
"Do you just love playing the hero saving the damsel so much?" she accused.
Leng Xunze misunderstood, thinking she was referring to the incident just now. "Is there a problem with me saving my woman?"
Wen Yan glared at him fiercely. "You've already decided I'm your woman so quickly?"
"Aren't you?"
"You're so confident!" Wen Yan felt a pang of unease.
Leng Xunze looked at Wen Yan for a while.
"Don't be angry anymore, I'll be careful next time," he finally sighed.
"There's a next time? Next time, let that woman come and bandage you. I'm not dealing with you anymore."
"What?"
"The woman who injured you!"
Leng Xunze looked bewildered. "What are you talking about?"
"Stop pretending. I know everything. You got injured like this all for a woman." Wen Yan admitted that her magnanimity was making her eyes sting and feel sore. "I also know we're just in a contractual marriage, with no feelings for each other. But if you really fell for someone else, you could have just said so. I wouldn't have refused to step aside. It's just..."
Leng Xunze listened to her words and gradually understood.
So she had seen Xiao Er.
"It's just what?"
Wen Yan's eyes were extremely red, her voice very low. "It's just, why are you still so good to me? Making me fall for you..."
"What?"
"Nothing, just get well soon!" Wen Yan wrapped the bandage.
After the bandage was applied, she stood up to go to work. The man's strong, lean arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, pulling her directly into his embrace.
Wen Yan sat on his lap, looking at Leng Xunze in surprise.
"I heard everything. You said you've fallen for me?" Leng Xunze looked down at her, his dark eyes deep.
Wen Yan's face flushed. Since she had been discovered, she decided to go all out. "Mmm, but I won't pester you. Don't worry."
"Since you like me, why not persist?"
"...If you don't like me, there's no point. Mutual liking is love."
"Then how do you know I don't like you?" Leng Xunze asked again.
Wen Yan subconsciously looked up, her gaze meeting those deep eyes.
Her heart inexplicably began to race.
"Then," Wen Yan swallowed, "do you like me?"