The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

The rear seats of the carriage are spacious and quiet, isolating the area from all the noise of the outside world.

After completely letting go of her fear and exhaustion, Shen Ci's tense nerves began to feel drowsy.

She leaned back in her chair, her eyelids growing heavier, and her body swayed slightly to the side uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Jiang Duo naturally reached out and put his arm around her, then gently supported the back of her head, letting her head rest on his shoulder.

He slightly adjusted his posture to make her more comfortable, resting his chin on the top of her head and gently wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

After an unknown amount of time, the driver brought the car to a smooth stop.

Shen Ci opened her eyes somewhat blankly.

Outside the car window was a spacious and clean underground parking garage.

She was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was not the Shen family's residence, but Jiang Duo's.

She raised her head and looked at the man beside her, her clear eyes filled with lingering confusion and doubt.

Jiang Duo didn't give her much time to think. He pushed open the car door, walked around the car, and opened the door on her side.

He bent down, stretched out his long arm, and lifted her up horizontally, holding her steadily in his arms.

"Jiang Duo..."

Shen Ci called out softly, and subconsciously reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Through the thin fabric of his clothes, she could clearly feel the burning heat emanating from his chest and the steady, powerful beat of his heart.

The rhythmic beating seemed to carry a strange, soothing power, dispelling the last trace of unease in her heart.

Jiang Duo lowered his eyes, gazing intently at her.

"Youyou, you're hurt."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the scabbed abrasions on her arm, and his eyes darkened.

He tightened his arms around her, pulling her closer to him.

"I can't let you live alone at home until you're fully recovered."

"I want to take care of you."

Shen Ci opened her mouth, wanting to say that she could take care of herself—

But when the words reached his lips, they turned into a very soft "hmm".

Like a feather, landing on the tip of my heart.

Jiang Duo's body stiffened for a moment.

His eyes lit up instantly.

His lips curved into a smile, and even the corners of his eyes were filled with laughter.

Holding her in my arms, my steps were so light they felt like I was floating.

After entering the house, Jiang Duo gently placed Shen Ci on the sofa, then knelt down on one knee and reached out to hold her slightly cool fingers.

"Youyou, you have injuries and need some medicine. Can I wipe you down first?"

Shen Ci lowered her eyelashes, and a faint blush crept onto the tips of her ears.

She understood what he meant, of course.

The injuries were distributed on the shoulders, back, arms, and other places, and it would be necessary to remove the clothes to clean them carefully.

She gently withdrew her hand, her fingertips unconsciously gripping the fabric at the edge of the sofa.

"I only have a few minor injuries, I can take care of them myself."

"Don't worry, I will be careful and make sure the wound doesn't get wet."

Jiang Duo stared at her for a moment.

"it is good."

He didn't insist any further, but simply nodded and, as he stood up, casually tidied the stray hairs that had fallen across her temples.

Jiang Duo first went to the room where Shen Ci had lived.

He placed a chair next to the sink in the bathroom, then laid a thick, soft cushion on the chair, pressed it down with his palm, and tested the height to make sure she would be comfortable sitting there while wiping her body, so as not to stretch her wounds.

After draping a clean towel over the back of the chair, Jiang Duo took out a nightgown from the closet and placed it aside before stepping out.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Jiang Duo leaned against the wall by the door, his eyes lowered, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the edge of the medicine tube.

The sound of water stopped.

A moment later, the door was gently pushed open.

Jiang Duo looked up and paused slightly.

In his haste, he grabbed a long pajamas from the ones he had prepared for Shen Ci.

But they didn't notice that the neckline of the pajamas was V-shaped.

It was daytime, and the room was brightly lit. The silk nightgown draped over her body, with a low neckline that revealed a slender collarbone and a hint of curves.

Jiang Duo's gaze uncontrollably swept over the dazzling white skin below her neckline, and then, as if burned, he struggled to move away from that alluring curve.

In an instant, his ears began to burn uncontrollably, turning a thin red.

The neckline of this nightgown was even lower than the swimsuit she wore to the hot spring last time.

Jiang Duo took a deep breath, suppressing the dark emotions surging in his eyes, walked over, took her hand, and led her to sit down on the bedside.

"Youyou, let me apply the medicine for you."

His voice was terribly hoarse.

Shen Ci grasped his hand as he tried to unscrew the medicine tube and gently shook her head.

"Youyou," Jiang Duo looked at her, his gaze earnest and gentle, "You have an injury on your back, you can't treat it yourself."

He paused, then lowered his voice even further, "I'm your boyfriend, you have to trust me."

The pajamas were made of silk, and the sleeves were loose.

Jiang Duo carefully rolled up her sleeves, revealing the wound.

Her arms were so white, they looked like jade against the silk, making the several bright red abrasions on them stand out starkly.

Jiang Duo dipped his fingertip in the ointment and carefully applied it along the wound.

After applying the cream to my arms, it's time for my back.

But she was wearing a long nightgown, and she couldn't very well lift it up from the hem.

Shen Ci's cheeks flushed instantly. She bit her lower lip and her fingertips trembled slightly as she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her collar.

With her movements, the silky fabric slid slowly down her rounded shoulders and piled up in her arms.

She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, blocking the suggestive view of spring.

Jiang Duo's Adam's apple bobbed heavily.

Only he knew that her half-concealed, half-revealed appearance was more lethal than being naked at all.

But soon, his attention was drawn to the wound on Shen Ci's back.

She must have bumped her back somewhere, as there was a large bruise on her back, which looked shocking against her pale skin.

Jiang Duo barely managed to suppress his surging anger.

He squeezed the ointment into his palm, gently spread it with his fingertips, and then applied it to her back.

The moment Shen Ci touched that skin, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Duo immediately stopped what he was doing, his voice tense.

"fine……"

"I'll try to be gentle, please bear with it."

His voice was deep and gentle, with a soothing tone. His movements were extremely slow, and his fingertips spread the ointment in circles along the edge of the bruise.

After enduring countless hours of applying the ointment to his back, Jiang Duo finally withdrew his hand.

The soft warmth of her skin still lingered in my palm, like a tiny flame that burned all the way from my fingertips to my heart.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to look away, his Adam's apple bobbed heavily, and his voice was hoarse:

"Youyou, there's still... your legs haven't been coated..."