Fang Miaomiao received Wen Zhiyan's call at three in the afternoon, when the sun was at its peak.
Sunlight spilled onto his figure, casting a faint, elegant halo around him.
Bathed in the sun, he smiled slightly, extending his hand to Fang Miaomiao as if he were a god descending from heaven.
This sight made Fang Miaomiao's heart pound shamelessly.
"Mom, Dad wants you to come over."
"Cough cough." Fang Miaomiao snapped back to attention and saw the little one beside her looking at her with an expression of "I understand you."
"What are you bothering with, you kid?"
Wen Yan'an gave an okay gesture: "Okay, Mom, I'm going to Grandpa now."
He then scampered away directly.
"Miaomiao, it's very hot outside."
Fang Miaomiao immediately jogged over, grabbed the wheelchair, and pushed Wen Zhiyan towards the house.
Back in the room.
"Don't you want a hug?"
"Hug for what." Fang Miaomiao was flustered and quickly tried to change the subject: "Why did you come back so late?"
"Miaomiao."
Fang Miaomiao turned towards the source of the voice and bumped straight into the person behind her.
"You." Fang Miaomiao looked up at Wen Zhiyan, who was holding her, and in surprise, instinctively hugged his waist. "You can stand up?"
No, he had tried to stand up before.
"Yes, I can stand. Miaomiao, let me hold you for a while, just a while." Wen Zhiyan's deep, yet tired voice came from above her head.
Fang Miaomiao was confused but still allowed Wen Zhiyan to hold her.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Miaomiao felt her head growing heavy: "I said, can you put your head on my shoulder? My head is sinking from your weight."
As soon as she spoke, the weight on her head instantly lightened, replaced by a broad palm on Fang Miaomiao's head: "Thank you for your hard work just now, Miaomiao."
"Are you going to sit down? How long can you stand? You stood for so long just now, will it affect you?"
"No, Yuan Chao said I'm recovering well. I can try walking from now on."
"Really?"
Seeing the excited look on the little one in his arms, Wen Zhiyan couldn't help but pinch her cheek and said softly, "Yes, really."
"Wen Zhiyan, you can really walk now?" Fang Miaomiao grabbed Wen Zhiyan's arms, her eyes sparkling.
Wen Zhiyan dotingly placed a finger against Fang Miaomiao's red lips and lowered his head, his voice gentle: "Be good, walls have ears."
The sudden proximity and his breath made Fang Miaomiao blush. She raised her hands to cover her face: "You, just talk, can you not come so close?"
Damn it, he's just a man, and he's her boyfriend, why is she still so shy? This shouldn't be happening.
"Okay." Wen Zhiyan tapped Fang Miaomiao's forehead and then sat back in the wheelchair. "I'll listen to Miaomiao."
Fang Miaomiao patted her face: "By the way, is there a big dinner tonight?" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Yes." Wen Zhiyan nodded slightly. "My second and third brothers' families will be here."
Fang Miaomiao felt a headache coming on.
Wen Zhiyan pulled Fang Miaomiao's hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"Okay, then you have to help me." Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Zhiyan with a cheerful smile. "Dad talked to me for a while this afternoon."
"What did he say?"
"Just that, Dad told me to take good care of you in the future."
Wen Zhiyan frowned slightly: "You don't need to worry too much about the old generation's ideas. Just do what you like."
"Of course." Fang Miaomiao's tone carried a hint of pride. "I managed to convince Dad just now."
Wen Zhiyan looked at Fang Miaomiao, who was preparing clothes for him: "Miaomiao, you're amazing."
"Alright, go wash up quickly."
You've been outside for so long, you're all sweaty.
"Okay."
After pushing Wen Zhiyan to the bathroom, Fang Miaomiao thought of something and instinctively walked towards the door.
She opened the door.
"Butler Chen?" Fang Miaomiao looked at the person in front of her in surprise. "When did you get here?"
Butler Chen's smile remained unchanged: "Just arrived. The old madam and second and third young masters are back."
"Okay, I understand. Zhiyan is taking a shower. I'll bring him down after he's done."
"Alright."
After Butler Chen spoke, he turned and left.
Watching him enter the elevator, Fang Miaomiao frowned: Was this person really just arriving? Or had he been at the door the whole time? If he had been at the door, then had he overheard her conversation with Wen Zhiyan?
She had been careless just now.
When Wen Zhiyan came out after his shower, he saw Fang Miaomiao sitting on the sofa with a worried expression: "What's wrong?"
Fang Miaomiao was extremely conflicted, but she still got up and pushed Wen Zhiyan to the sofa, saying in a low voice, "Just now, when you went into the bathroom, I felt something was wrong, so I opened the door, and I saw Butler Chen standing at the door."
Wen Zhiyan paused his hair-drying motion: "What did he say?"
"He said he came up to call us down, that second and third brothers' families had all arrived." Fang Miaomiao took the towel from Wen Zhiyan and gently wiped his hair.
"Don't be afraid, the soundproofing of this door is very good. Butler Chen won't hear our conversation."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Fang Miaomiao finally relaxed: "Wait a moment, I'll get the hairdryer. Even though it's summer, your hair still needs to be dried until it's semi-dry."
"Okay."
Fang Miaomiao set it to a low setting, and only after the hot air came out did she point the hairdryer at Wen Zhiyan's hair.
Wen Zhiyan's hair was thick and had a good texture. Fang Miaomiao's fingers ran through his thick hair.
"Tsk, I'm so envious." Fang Miaomiao looked enviously at Wen Zhiyan's hair.
"What did you say?" The wind from the hairdryer was a bit loud, and Wen Zhiyan's attention was fully on the soft fingers on his head, so he didn't hear clearly what Fang Miaomiao was saying.
"Nothing." Fang Miaomiao turned off the hairdryer when it was almost dry. "Just, I'm envious of your hair."
Heaven knows how painful it was for her to lose so much hair, and she was afraid of going bald one day.
"Your hair is also very good."
Fang Miaomiao gave him a sidelong glance: "Don't even."
She didn't know if it was the original owner who, like her, shed a lot of hair, or if her arrival had caused this body to experience hair loss.
She worried about her hair in her previous life, and she still worried about it in this life.
Wen Zhiyan thought of the large amount of hair Fang Miaomiao left in the bathroom after every wash. After a moment of silence, he said, "Be good, don't stay up late at night, exercise more, and your hair loss will decrease."
"Change your clothes, then go downstairs."
Wen Zhiyan looked at Fang Miaomiao, who had suddenly become dejected and lay down on the sofa. He then recalled the tutorials from books: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"What?"
"I said, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"Stop." Fang Miaomiao raised her hand to stop him. "Why are you apologizing?"
Wen Zhiyan pursed his lips: "If a girlfriend is angry, it's the boyfriend's fault."
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
What earth-shattering statement did she just hear?