Han Xi’s heart melted at these tender little words, and with a blush, she urged, "Hurry up and carry me to shower, I’m all sticky."
Last night, she fell asleep before she even had a chance to take a bath, and now she felt unbearably sticky.
With a light smile, Lu Jinghan scooped Han Xi into his arms and strode toward the bathroom.
After showering, Lu Jinghan helped Han Xi change into her pajamas before holding her hand to go downstairs for lunch.
Seeing the two of them come down, Sister Zhang quickly went to the kitchen to serve the dishes, "Madam, this is the soup that Sir asked me to cook for you, have more of it."
Han Xi nodded with a smile, "Thank you, Sister Zhang."
"Madam, you’ve lost weight while staying in the hospital these days, you must replenish well."
Han Xi touched her face; it did seem she had become a bit thinner.
Lu Jinghan served Han Xi some soup, feeding her spoon by spoon. Sister Zhang stood by with a wide, uncontainable smile; Sir truly cared for Madam.
In Feng Yi’s villa, Manman had just woken up. She rubbed her pounding head and slowly opened her eyes, feeling as if the world were spinning.
The unfamiliar surroundings gradually came into focus, with a minimalist decor, everything in black and white—it was clearly a man’s bedroom.
Originally, Li Manman was still feeling drowsy, but she suddenly became alert. Anxiously, she threw off the covers and let out a shriek.
Her clothes were gone, and she was wearing a black men’s shirt.
Could it be that she had a drunken... fling?
Li Manman racked her brain to recall last night’s events. She only remembered drinking with Chu Ci, and then... she blacked out.
To think that she had preserved her chastity for over twenty years only to have it ruined , Li Manman suddenly felt an urge to dismember the perpetrator.
She threw off the covers and got out of bed, walked barefoot to the door, and just as her hand touched the doorknob, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Feng Yi’s stern features came into view, and Li Manman blinked as if in a dream, "Is this your home?"
Feng Yi stood by the door with one hand in his pocket; Li Manman, barefoot, only reached his shoulder.
"Since you’re awake, come down for lunch."
Feng Yi walked into the bedroom and took clothes from the wardrobe, having just showered in the guest bathroom; he was wearing loungewear.
Li Manman casually shut the door, walked up to Feng Yi, stood on tiptoe, and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Did anything happen between us last night?"
Feng Yi looked down at the woman clinging to him and replied seriously, "Like what?"
Manman pressed her lips against Feng Yi’s ear, her soft voice tinged with seduction, "Like you slept with me."
"You’re overthinking it."
Feng Yi unwrapped Li Manman’s arms from his neck, his deep face calm and unshaken.
Li Manman was utterly disappointed; this was neither scientific nor logical.
"Feng Yi, are you hiding something? Even if you have difficulties, I can accept it. Don’t keep it to yourself, tell me, and I’ll help you figure it out."
Sitting on the sofa, Feng Yi frowned and said, "Speak plainly."
Li Manman’s eyelashes fluttered, and shamelessly, she said, "Is it that you can’t? Han Xi is a doctor, she probably knows an expert in this field. I’ll ask her to help you get in touch; if there’s a problem, it should be treated, you can’t keep it hidden."