Huo Rou struggled in vain and was moved to the passenger seat by Qin Ningyi.
As soon as she was settled, Qin Ningyi leaned in and kissed her.
It wasn't until Qin Ningyi caught sight of An'an approaching out of the corner of his eye that he released Huo Rou, burying his head in her collarbone to buckle her seatbelt.
After finishing, Qin Ningyi got up as if nothing had happened and closed the door for Huo Rou.
Huo Rou's eyes were still misty, her mind blank, completely unable to understand what was happening with Qin Ningyi.
Shen Wuyou had seen Qin Ningyi from afar before he got up. At this moment, he was leading An'an over, and Qin Ningyi stood by the car, looking at him provocatively.
Shen Wuyou nodded at him calmly, as if he hadn't seen anything, led An'an into the car, and then stood by the passenger seat, instructing Huo Rou, "It's getting cold, remember to wear your coat and don't catch a chill."
"Yes..." Huo Rou's eyes cleared in an instant, and she elongated her voice, agreeing with a smile.
Shen Wuyou tried his best to ignore her even rosier lips and watery eyes, smiled gently, and waved goodbye.
As Qin Ningyi drove past Shen Wuyou, he curled his lips.
"What's wrong with you?" After the car had traveled a considerable distance, Huo Rou finally turned her head and asked him.
Qin Ningyi let out a "ha" and said, "I'll never let you go to the hospital again in this lifetime!"
"Thank you for your blessing." Huo Rou pretended not to smell the jealousy in his tone, turned her head, and said very seriously.
Qin Ningyi's already lowered blood pressure seemed to rise again.
"You know it perfectly well!" Qin Ningyi felt that Huo Rou couldn't possibly not perceive Shen Wuyou's feelings.
The man who usually washed his hands countless times, who wouldn't wash his hands until she started eating if he accidentally got some on them while bringing her breakfast, and who, despite his own weakness, would still stand by her bedside to watch the doctor change her dressing.
With such obvious actions, he didn't believe Huo Rou couldn't see it, but she had never said a word.
"Wuyou saved my life." Huo Rou's eyes looked at the rapidly passing scenery outside the car window, "More than once."
Qin Ningyi didn't know there was such a history. He opened his mouth, unsure how to continue.
"He didn't say anything," Huo Rou's voice was very faint. She rolled down the car window, letting the cool breeze blow in, and sighed, "So I can't say anything either."
Qin Ningyi heard the wind and quickly rolled up the window. His expression soured, but he awkwardly said, "If you catch a cold again, you'll have to go back."
Huo Rou had never seen anyone so jealous, and she chuckled quietly.
"Mom, Dad, what are you talking about?" An'an, sitting alone in the back, was confused by their conversation. "What does it mean that Uncle Shen saved Mom's life?"
"It's about An'an's birth!" Huo Rou turned her head and smiled reassuringly. An'an's concern for her was palpable.
An'an nodded in understanding. "That's true."
"Dad, we should all be nicer to Uncle Shen. Stop being so stern," An'an lectured "with great seriousness."
An'an's words had brought him into the scope of the family, while Shen Wuyou was relegated to the level of an outsider. His mood improved accordingly.
That's right, he would repay Shen Wuyou's kindness for saving Huo Rou. It was only logical and reasonable.
"Yes, that's how it should be!" An'an nodded in approval, seeing Qin Ningyi's relaxed lips in the rearview mirror.
After finishing, An'an met Huo Rou's half-smile and giggled, his eyebrows curved with laughter.
Although he didn't know why Dad had been so temperamental lately, he was very good at coaxing people.
After a few days in the hospital, Qin Ningyi now wished he could take Huo Rou home and hide her immediately. But Huo Rou became vigilant at the fork in the road. "Meicheng Yunfu."
Qin Ningyi sighed. He wished she would get lost like other women.
Resignedly, he drove her home. Before they even entered, he was dismissed. "You haven't rested well lately, you have dark circles under your eyes. Go back and get some sleep."
Qin Ningyi's image of aloofness was shattered, and he couldn't achieve his goal of staying. He had no choice but to return to Jincui Renjian as instructed.
All the way, Qin Ningyi had already begun planning how to marry Huo Rou into his family. Only by making her completely his own could he prevent others from coveting her.
The biggest problem was his grandfather. He had to find time to confront the old man, but if his grandfather knew he had fallen for a woman who grew flowers...
Qin Ningyi thought of countless plans along the way, but as soon as he entered the house, he felt something was wrong. He immediately suppressed his smile and swept his indifferent gaze across the living room.
As expected, besides Su Nianzhu, there was a strange woman.
"Come, Ningyi, come and meet her." Su Nianzhu waved him over as soon as she heard his voice. She hadn't seen Qin Ningyi for three or four days, and he had claimed to be busy and hadn't come home.
Qin Ningyi walked over, his handsome and indifferent face looking at the woman before him.
"This is Wang Wanrou, the daughter of Wang Rong, a disciple of the great calligrapher Wang Ximo." Su Nianzhu introduced, "This is my son, Qin Ningyi."
Wang Wanrou stood up gracefully, blushing, and said in a simpering voice, "Hello, Brother Qin."
Qin Ningyi nodded and glanced at his mother.
Su Nianzhu pulled him to sit down. "Your grandmother has always liked Wang Ximo's calligraphy, but his works are extremely rare. Coincidentally, your father met Wanrou's father a while ago, and his calligraphy is considered to be the most true to Wang Ximo's style."
This seemed unrelated to this woman.
"Mm."
Su Nianzhu looked at Qin Ningyi's expression and knew he didn't like women visiting their home, but his father had already made arrangements, and Wanrou was so well-behaved and sensible, with a good family background...
"He promised to write a piece of calligraphy for your grandmother, and Wanrou happens to be looking for an internship. Your father has already agreed to it."
Su Nianzhu's voice grew softer under Qin Ningyi's gaze. Qin Xingzhou had made the decision without consulting him, but the task of facing his son had fallen to her.
"I didn't see you these past few days, so I didn't have time to tell you."
"Interns can join the company through the normal process. We are currently recruiting," Qin Ningyi said in a business-like tone.
"Wanrou is studying fashion design and wants to intern at Fei Wan's studio. Fei Wan said that you should make the decision."
Qin Ningyi looked around and didn't see Qin Fei Wan. It seemed she was reluctant to take on this intern and had passed the buck to him.
"Then let my sister guide her." Qin Ningyi didn't take the bait but kicked it back, directly under Qin Fei Wan's command.
Su Nianzhu hadn't expected Qin Ningyi to agree so quickly, and a smile spread across her face. "Good, good, good. Then take Wanrou with you on Monday when you go to work. Fei Wan said she has something to do and won't be back for a while."
"Madam, it's time to eat," the housekeeper reminded them.
Su Nianzhu stopped talking, and the three of them went to the dining table to eat.
"Brother Qin, I'll be counting on you on Monday." Wang Wanrou ate, her eyes fixed on Qin Ningyi.