After finishing their meal, Su Ruanruan accompanied the old lady in conversation.
Suddenly, the housekeeper reported: "Young Master Ci’an has come down with a fever."
Old Lady He was naturally anxious, she quickly stood up: "Let’s go and see."
At night, Su Ruanruan supported her as they hurried towards the courtyard where Jitang resided, each step tentative.
Upon arrival, indeed, Little Ci’an’s face bore an unnatural redness.
Jitang was personally taking care of him.
A new servant girl knelt on the ground.
It turned out that she didn’t know about Ci’an’s condition and had given him a piece of ice cream in the cold of winter.
Jitang was about to handle the situation when Old Lady He and Su Ruanruan arrived.
Su Ruanruan had heard about it on the way.
She checked while speaking: "She didn’t know, why must you punish her so harshly, Brother Three?"
Jitang’s brows lightly furrowed.
Old Lady He said: "Ruanruan is right! Jitang, consider it as accumulating blessings for Ci’an!"
Her words had deeper meanings, prompting Jitang to let the servant girl go.
The servant girl, grateful to Su Ruanruan, whispered, "Thank you, Miss Su!"
Su Ruanruan reminded her: "You should thank the old lady!" In the He Residence, everything is still decided by the old lady.
The servant girl quickly added her thanks.
She left.
In the spacious bedroom, only the He family and Su Ruanruan remained.
Old Lady He suddenly declared: "On the day Ruanruan gets married, you, Brother Three Jitang, must attend!"
Jitang replied with a light smile: "Ci’an is sick! We can discuss this another day!"
But Old Lady He was relentless: "Jitang! You swear to me, you will attend Ruanruan’s marriage!"
Her tone was stern, surprising even Su Ruanruan.
She was very clever and quickly realized the old lady had noticed something! Now, she was forcing her son to commit, to prevent harm to herself.
Su Ruanruan’s eyes reddened with guilt: She had let down the old lady!
Jitang glanced at Su Ruanruan.
Under the soft yellow light, a faint red adorned her brows, looking just like that day in his bedroom when she felt wronged!
Jitang’s heart softened.
He said to his mother: "When Ruanruan gets married, of course, I, as her Brother Three, must be there to congratulate her! Not only that, but I will also give her a grand gift."
He joked with Su Ruanruan: "Ruanruan, don’t refuse it this time!"
Su Ruanruan didn’t speak.
She focused on treating Little Ci’an.
Old Lady Su got a firm promise, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Clouds loomed over the He family, and disaster could strike any day, Jitang kept making mistakes, he really couldn’t afford to create more sins!
Just consider Ci’an!
Ruanruan is a good child, she will always take good care of Ci’an!
...
Jitang went to his room to bathe.
The old lady took care of her grandson, without a moment’s rest!
Little Ci’an was in discomfort, Su Ruanruan applied acupuncture and carefully wiped his sweat.
Only then did his fever subside.
Su Ruanruan breathed a sigh of relief, smiling: "It has finally come down."
A piece of clothing was draped over her shoulders.
Carrying a faint scent of pine.
Su Ruanruan was startled.
She turned sideways and saw: it was Jitang! And Old Lady He was no longer in the room.
Su Ruanruan remained composed.
She returned the clothing to Jitang: "Brother Three, I’m not cold!"
Jitang’s lips curved into a smile: "Brother Three thinks you are cold!"
The atmosphere turned delicate.
Just as Su Ruanruan was getting a bit annoyed, someone entered through the door.
It was not just anyone, it was Bao Jingyan.
Bao Jingyan arrived just as Jitang appeared fresh from a bath.
His hair tips slightly damp, three buttons of his shirt undone.
Bao Jingyan, though jealous, didn’t let jealousy cloud his judgment!
He wasn’t angry, instead, he gently smiled.
Seeing his smile made Su Ruanruan feel incredibly nervous, not knowing how he might deal with her later.