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

The door was locked.

Cheng Xihe had just taken a shower and was drying her hair when her phone rang.

"Feed?"

"Ahhh! Xiao Xihe, why didn't you tell me you were coming to City A? School's about to start, I almost missed you."

A woman screamed from the other end of the phone.

Cheng Xihe picked at his ear, a smile on his face: "Hey, Xiaoxi, you're too noisy."

"Cheng Xihe, you heartless bastard, you've been back in City A for quite some time now, haven't you come looking for me?"

If I hadn't seen Bai Ce yesterday and he hadn't let it slip, I wouldn't have known. I really want to kill you!

Nanxi was yelling and gesticulating wildly on the other end of the phone.

Upon hearing her voice, Cheng Xihe couldn't help but smile: "Alright, alright, don't be angry."

"Hmph! This won't be over without eight male models!" Nanxi grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Cheng Xihe advised, "Alright, alright, eight it is."

"I don't care where you are, you have to come out and meet me tomorrow, no questions asked!" Nanxi issued an ultimatum.

With a sigh, Cheng Xihe explained, "I've been dealing with things since I got back, I've been so busy, it wasn't intentional..."

"Trying to lie to me? I know you went shopping. You have time to shop but no time to look for me, and you still lie to me!" Nanxi was like a cat with its fur standing on end, impossible to calm down.

Cheng Xihe quickly reassured him, "It's just that my cheap dad gave me a black card, so I'm just going to make a small purchase."

"You have a black card but you won't take me to play with male models?" Nanxi's reaction became even more intense.

Seeing this, Cheng Xihe said, "The main thing is, if you send some male models to swipe his card, everyone will know, right?"

"Too."

Nan Xi pouted: "Whatever, you have to come out and meet me tomorrow, no questions asked!"

"Okay, okay."

Cheng Xihe was terrified of her and quickly agreed to her request.

With a light hum, Nanxi said, "That's more like it. Let's discuss everything in detail tomorrow."

"Um."

Cheng Xi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to hang up when he heard Nan Xi say, "I'm warning you, if you dare to stand me up, I'm done with you!"

"Absolutely not!"

Cheng Xihe looked at her busy phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Nanxi hung up the phone, a smile finally appearing on her face: "You little rascal, you still dare not hang out with me!"

The boy sitting next to Nanxi said helplessly, "Sis, what were you doing just now? It was so scary."

"What do you know, hmph!" Nanxi said with a smile. "Your sister Xihe is back."

The boy's eyes lit up immediately: "Sister Xihe is back? Then, sister..."

"What?" Nan Xi frowned and looked at Nan Jia.

Nan Jia smiled ingratiatingly, "I also want to go play with Sister Xihe, please take me with you!"

"Where are you going? I'm going to a bar with Xihe. You're underage, you're not allowed to go." Nanxi rolled her eyes and refused Nanjia's request.

The smile on Nan Jia's face completely vanished, and she clung to Nan Xi's arm, pleading, "Sister, sister, please!"

"I've never seen you beg me like this before!"

Nan Xi pushed Nan Jia away: "Don't think this trick will work on me. I'm not falling for it."

"Please, sister," Nan Jia said pitifully to Nan Xi.

Pushing Nan Jia's head away, Nan Xi said, "Give up, Xi He won't like you. You're not her type."

Enraged that her thoughts had been exposed, Nan Jia retorted angrily, "How do you know that Sister Xihe doesn't like someone like me? I'm only a year younger than her. What do I have that makes me unsuitable for her?"

"You're not smart enough," Nanxi commented sharply, then turned and went upstairs.

Yan Mingchuan's villa.

I thought the day was over and I could finally rest.

Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, rang out.

"what!"

"It hurts so much!"

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Su Jin's screams echoed from downstairs.

Cheng Xihe, who had just finished blow-drying her hair, was about to go to bed when she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She changed her clothes, preparing to go downstairs and see what happened: "Some people just won't listen to advice; they insist on getting hurt."

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Yan Mingchuan coming out as well.

Cheng Xihe chuckled and tilted her head towards him: "Are you going down to watch the spectacle too?"

"Yes."

"That's perfect, let's go together." Cheng Xihe and Yan Mingchuan took the elevator downstairs and headed straight for Su Jin's room.

"Ouch, that hurts! Don't touch me!"

"Don't add hot water, it hurts more."

"Ouch, everyone get away from me, that hurts!"

The servants inside ran out in a disheveled state, completely soaked.

He smelled strongly of medicine.

Cheng Xihe asked, "Did Su Jin go crazy inside?"

"No, Young Master Su is in too much pain. He's still rolling around inside. The situation is quite urgent." The maid lowered her head, her whole body soaking wet, looking pitiful.

Yan Mingchuan said, "Go change your clothes first, and ask the housekeeper for an extra month's salary as compensation."

"Thank you, Mr. Yan!" The maid's eyes lit up.

The grievance of being splashed with water vanished instantly.

Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow.

Yan Mingchuan's methods are quite good; he can gain people's favor and loyalty with just a few words.

"I'll go in and take a look." Cheng Xihe ignored them and strode inside.

The room was damp, and the bathtub had been moved to the doorway of the shower room.

It's a large wooden tub that you can sit on.

Su Jin was exhausted by this point, feeling completely drained.

He stretched his arms out of the tub, lay face down on it, his head pressed against the edge of the tub, looking completely hollowed out.

Cheng Xihe leaned against the door and scoffed, "How is it? Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts so much..." Su Jin's voice was weak and faint, and she looked like she was about to die.

His whole body was flushed, sweat was beading on his forehead, and there were tears of pain in the corners of his eyes.

Just as Cheng Xihe was about to walk over, Yan Mingchuan grabbed her hand: "He's not wearing any clothes, you go over there..."

"What can you see in such dark medicine? I just wanted to check on his condition." Cheng Xihe patted Yan Mingchuan's hand and put it back.

Walking up to Su Jin, Cheng Xihe reached out and placed his hand on Su Jin's wrist.

Su Jin has never exercised, so her skin is fair and she has little muscle definition; at this moment, she looks more like a dehydrated fish.

He touched it, then frowned slightly: "Tsk..."

"Um?"

Su Jin immediately sensed something was wrong and sat up abruptly: "What's wrong, sister-in-law? Am I not feeling well? Am I really going to...?"

"Indeed, tsk, you, tsk..." Cheng Xihe frowned, his expression turning sour as he looked at Su Jin.

This terrified Su Jin.

He was so anxious he was almost in tears: "Sister-in-law, am I...?"

Seeing Cheng Xihe's mischievous look, Yan Mingchuan smiled and said, "Xihe."

"Haha, okay, I'm just kidding."

Cheng Xihe threw his hand into the wooden tub: "There's nothing seriously wrong with your body, it's just that some of your meridians are blocked."

Don't worry, your back pain will be better after this bath.

"But I'm in so much pain I'm almost too weak to move." Su Jin's lips turned pale, clearly the pain was beyond his expectations.

Cheng Xihe comforted him, "Don't worry, the medicinal bath will last for three hours, and you've only just begun."

Her voice was gentle, like warm, smooth jade.

But to Su Jin, it sounded like an ethereal, distant voice, like the King of Hell demanding her life: "Damn it, stop messing around."

"What's wrong with him?" Cheng Xihe looked at Yan Mingchuan with a puzzled expression.

Yan Mingchuan: "Maybe, his brain isn't working very well."

"I think so too."

Cheng Xihe whispered a few words to Yan Mingchuan, and immediately someone came over to heat water and let some out.

The medicinal bath was suddenly even hotter than before.

In the steamy air, Cheng Xihe glanced at Su Jin's pale face. "Don't be afraid. Your meridians have been blocked for so long. It will take time to clear them."

I suggest you try this medicinal bath for a week, once every other day, so you don't get too uncomfortable.

"Big sister-in-law, I think I'm almost ripe." Su Jin stretched out her hand, which Cheng Xihe had thrown back into the wooden tub, and exclaimed, "Ouch! That hurts!"

His hands gripped the edge of the wooden bucket tightly, turning white with pain: "No, I can't take it anymore."

The bucket of medicinal herbs was bundled into a large bag, and he couldn't recognize any of the names. He just felt that the bitter taste of the herbs was going to soak him in.

Seeing this, Cheng Xihe rolled up her sleeve, revealing half of her fair and smooth forearm: "Let me give you a massage..."

"etc."

Yan Mingchuan couldn't sit still any longer and grabbed Cheng Xihe, saying, "We have a masseur at home, you don't need to do anything."

"Oh, I see."

Cheng Xihe regretfully withdrew his hand.

She had given massages to many people before.

Those people who were pressed by her once never dared to come a second time.

It hurt so much!

But she enjoys giving massages and loves seeing people beg for mercy in pain.

"I've arranged for people to watch over things here. You can go back and rest now; it's late." Yan Mingchuan led Cheng Xihe out, glancing coldly at Su Jin.

Su Jin: I'm so innocent.

Cheng Xihe and Yan Mingchuan got into the elevator: "Mr. Yan, I just wanted to give your friend a shoulder massage, why are you so jealous?"

"Don't think I didn't see through you, you're trying to mess with him," Yan Mingchuan replied calmly.

He had long seen through Cheng Xihe's malicious intentions.

I've stopped her several times.

Cheng Xihe pouted: "President Yan is so boring. I just wanted to help."

"Yeah, I'm boring."

Yan Mingchuan didn't deny it at all and nodded directly.

"snort!"

Cheng Xihe snorted and stood at the doorway: "I have something to do tomorrow, so don't worry about me."

"I don't have a key to the house. If you come home late, you can ask the housekeeper to open the door for you, or you can call me."

Yan Mingchuan remained calm, showing no intention of stopping him.

"Calling President Yan so late at night is disturbing your sleep."

Cheng Xihe opened the door: "Time to sleep, goodnight."

After standing there stunned for a while, Yan Mingchuan glanced at Cheng Xihe's door, then turned and moved his wheelchair downstairs.

Su Jin downstairs looked like she was about to die.

Upon seeing Yan Mingchuan, he managed to say, "Brother Yan, why are you down here again? Did I see things just now?"

"Do you think I'm old?" Yan Mingchuan stared intently at Su Jin, seriously considering the question.

Su Jin: I'm truly impressed...