Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

night.

Cheng Xi returned to the Yan family home around nine o'clock.

She yawned as she entered the room and found the living room lights on, with the faint sounds of a television and keyboard typing coming from within.

"Madam, you're back." The male butler, who was sitting on the small sofa, quickly got up, nodded to Cheng Xihe, and looked dazed.

Cheng Xihe chuckled, "You should go and rest first. I don't need any help here."

"Not yet, President Yan is still here."

The butler shook his head. "It's my shift today, so I have to be mindful of Mr. Yan's feelings."

"It's alright, I don't need your help anymore. I'll call you if I need anything. I'm fine with you now." Cheng Xihe waved his hand at him.

The butler bowed and said, "Yes, Madam, I'll be leaving now."

Cheng Xihe slowly entered the living room.

The big screen was on, displaying today's news.

On the sofa, there was a small table in front of Yan Mingchuan, with his laptop on it, where he was listening to the news and working.

Beside him, Su Jin continued working with Yan Mingchuan: "Boss, it's past nine o'clock now, should we call your wife and ask her to come back?"

Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow, quite looking forward to how Yan Mingchuan would respond.

Yan Mingchuan paused for a moment, his hand holding the mouse, and said, "Don't call and bother her. She knows what she's doing and will come back on her own."

"That's not necessarily true!"

Su Jin spoke eloquently: "After all, my sister-in-law is still young, just turned eighteen."

It's normal to be playful, but she might not be able to grasp the concept of boundaries.

Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow: This Su Jin is quite something, still talking bad about me behind my back.

"Xihe isn't the kind of person you're describing. Don't make wild guesses." Yan Mingchuan glared at him.

Su Jin shrugged: "See, you don't believe me no matter what I say. If your sister-in-law really dumps you, you'll be in for a world of hurt."

"I remember there's a diamond mine in South Africa that's short-staffed. I think you'd be a good fit," Yan Mingchuan said without batting an eye.

Su Jin woke up with a start: "Ah, the boss is right, the sister-in-law is definitely able to control herself."

"Have I ever been caught by you for not having self-control?" Cheng Xihe walked towards the two of them with a playful smile on his face.

Su Jintian collapsed: "Big...Sister-in-law!"

I never expected that someone would show up directly after I was talking badly about them behind their back. This is worse than being killed.

Cheng Xihe glanced at him: "Hmm? I wonder who was talking bad about me just now. It's hard to guess."

"It was Su Jin who said it." Yan Mingchuan complained about Su Jin without any mercy.

Su Jin's eyes widened: "Innocent! Innocent!"

"I heard everything, how could I wrong you?" Cheng Xihe looked at him and chuckled.

Now, Su Jin knew she didn't have much of a chance of survival.

"I was wrong."

He quietly crouched down in a corner to grow mushrooms, trying to minimize his presence.

Cheng Xihe walked up to Yan Mingchuan with a smile on her face: "President Yan."

"You still know how to come home?" Yan Mingchuan put down his work and looked up at Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe smiled, bent down, and extended her hand to Yan Mingchuan. "Don't we have a deep cooperative relationship?"

"You agree, right, Mr. Yan?"

"Um."

Yan Mingchuan shook hands in return.

His well-defined knuckles gently held Cheng Xihe's soft, white hand and stroked it lightly.

Cheng Xihe withdrew her hand and glanced at Yan Mingchuan.

Su Jin, who was not far away, secretly widened her eyes.

So fair-skinned, both of them are so fair-skinned.

I originally thought that the sickly-looking Yan Ge already had skin that was white to a certain extent.

Looking closely now, my sister-in-law is also a very fair-skinned person.

Unlike Yan Ge's pale complexion due to illness, Cheng Xihe's skin was a healthy white, with a pinkish tinge.

"We have a cooperative relationship, so?"

Yan Mingchuan looked up at her.

Cheng Xihe smiled and said, "So as long as you cooperate with me, your leg will get better."

Glancing at his back, Cheng Xihe thought: This person must be very tall when he stands up.

"I will naturally cooperate fully with Dr. Ghost Hand's arrangements." Yan Mingchuan nodded to her.

Cheng Xihe: "Alright, considering how cooperative President Yan is with my work, I can prepare a small gift."

Yan Mingchuan's curiosity was piqued: "What little gift?"

"secret."

Cheng Xihe patted his shoulder: "It's not time yet, but I have something else to give you, wait for me a moment."

Turning around, Cheng Xi went back to his room and started rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

Yan Mingchuan looked curiously at Su Jin, who was watching the scene from a distance, and asked, "What gift do you think Xihe will give me?"

"How could I have guessed?" Su Jin quickly shook her head. "It's getting late, Brother Yan, I have to go now."

After saying that, Su Jin slipped away before Yan Mingchuan could reply.

After a while, Cheng Xihe pulled a red plastic bag from the bottom of his suitcase.

Open the plastic bag and take out a cloth bag from it.

Cheng Xihe patted the outside of the cloth bag, gently untied it, and took out a small ball made of cloth wrapped around medicinal herbs.

The ball is round with a clasp on it and a thin string hanging from it.

"Yes, it's you."

Cheng Xihe asked softly, and the scent of lavender wafted over.

This is a specially made sleep-inducing sachet; wearing it for a long time can relieve tense nerves.

Smelling fragrances while sleeping at night can also help you fall asleep faster.

Holding the small ball, Cheng Xihe returned to the living room.

Yan Mingchuan had no interest in working and was just waiting for Cheng Xihe to bring the things over.

"I am coming."

Cheng Xihe stretched out a fist at him.

Yan Mingchuan didn't dodge; instead, he smelled a fragrance emanating from inside the fist: "What is it? It smells like medicine."

"this!"

Cheng Xihe opened his hand, and the ball fell halfway before being stopped by the rope: "Here, take the ball."

"Made with medicine?" Yan Mingchuan sniffed lightly, the medicinal scent entering his nose and soothing his nerves.

Cheng Xihe nodded: "Yes, this is a calming sachet I made. It's quite effective. Here you go."

"How could you... forget that you're a doctor?" Yan Mingchuan reached out and took the small ball.

Cheng Xihe sat down at the coffee table: "I don't have any better materials on hand right now, so please make do with this."

Despite its unappealing appearance, it has many uses.

"Thank you for your kind intentions, Xihe."

"It's not really a token of my appreciation. If you don't sleep well, the treatment will be much less effective." Cheng Xihe's gaze fell on his eye bags.

His skin was fair, but his dark circles were very noticeable.

Yan Mingchuan felt a moment of guilt: "Okay, I understand, thank you Xihe."

"You're welcome. After all, you're my biggest employer, and I have to protect your life." Cheng Xihe casually sat down next to Yan Mingchuan.

After a moment of stunned silence, Yan Mingchuan said, "Then you can protect me well. I have a lot of money."

"Um."

Cheng Xihe nodded and gave a soft "hmm," clearly not taking the matter to heart.

Yan Mingchuan was quite helpless when he saw that throwing out bait was useless.

Over there, Cheng Xihe glanced at the news on TV, yawned, and leaned lazily against the sofa: "Then you should go to sleep early. You can continue watching. I'm going to take a shower."

"OK,"

Yan Mingchuan glanced at the time. "Get some rest."

"You too." Chao Yanmingchuan nodded, and Cheng Xihe turned and left.

*

Over the next few days, Cheng Xihe wandered around the school.

The purpose was to scout out the location.

Of course, Nan Xi and Mu Xiaoting, who had joined her on the scouting trip, were also there.

With school starting soon, the three returned to their respective homes.

Yan Mingchuan happened to be off work today.

Seeing Cheng Xihe come downstairs for dinner, Yan Mingchuan said, "Xihe, I recently had someone arrange an apartment near the school."

"Um?"

Yan Mingchuan tossed the keys to Cheng Xihe: "I bought them for you. Are you living off-campus with that young lady from the Nan family and Xiaoting?"

"Actually, we can live on campus."

Cheng Xihe looked at Yan Mingchuan with a sly smile: "With your abilities, you should be able to do it, right?"

"I can try to arrange it. If you're not comfortable staying here, you can move out anytime," Yan Mingchuan nodded.

With his hand on Yan Mingchuan's shoulder, Cheng Xihe smiled and said, "I believe in your abilities, President Yan."

"Okay, leave it to me."