553: Taking Care Of Him

Taking Care Of Him

Yi Juncheng raised his eyebrows and sat up. His wound was tugged on again, but he did not feel anything. It was as if such pain was normal and he had long been numb.2

In the afternoon after his parents left, his world was dark and cold like a world thousands of meters below the seabed.

At that time, he was still young, but he had already thought of how he would spend the next few years.

Those people did not want him to inherit the Yi family, right? They schemed against him in every way possible and even risked his parents' lives. It was as if the children of the Yi family had been cursed since they were born.

However, he did not want to do as they wished. He had to control the massive Yi family. Even if it was a curse, he had to break it. He would defy the heavens if he had to.

It was only when… he met the seemingly cold but actually warm girl did he realize that all these years of plundering were meaningless.

He knew that he should not, but he still had rash thoughts.

Even so, he still had to charge forward because the Yi family was not qualified to stop him. Otherwise, everything around him would completely disappear.

He stood up and walked toward the bathroom. When he reached it, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

Sheng Yang's small face was affected by the hot steam, looking rosy. Her expression was still cold as she shifted her gaze down. "Why aren't you wearing shoes? You haven't fully recovered from your illness."

His tall body was big enough to wrap her completely, so he took the towel that was in her hand.

Sheng Yang was stunned. Then, like an obedient child, she let him dry her hair.

Yi Juncheng was very careful, so Sheng Yang could not help but ask, "You seem to be very familiar with this?"

Yi Juncheng smiled without saying anything. He had already rehearsed this in his heart many times, but he deliberately did not answer and turned to look at Sheng Yang's expression.

He did not know if he was thinking too much, but he felt that her face was a little puffy.

After drying his hair, it was almost time for lunch. Yi Juncheng walked toward the open kitchen while Sheng Yang tugged on him. "How can I let the patient cook for me?"

She was very strong, and Yi Juncheng was still in a weak state as he was seriously ill and had yet to fully recover. After being pulled by her, he sat on the sofa and could only sit there obediently. He narrowed his eyes and smiled. Fortunately, it was an open kitchen, so he could keep watching her. Otherwise, he would not feel safe at all.

Sheng Yang thought that with Yi Juncheng's current situation, he could only have some porridge. The imperial feast that she made previously was not suitable for him, so she could only look at the recipe on her phone. She did not know what he liked to eat, but she unknowingly made a lot. Even if there were not ten dishes, there were at least eight. They were all small bowls that were placed on the tray. It was a dazzling lineup that made one's appetite increase.

It had to be said that Sheng Yang was really quick at learning. Her culinary skills were truly top-notch. Even the chefs had to admit defeat.

"Does it taste good?" Sheng Yang watched him take one bite after another.

"It's delicious." Yi Juncheng's face was still pale, but the smile on his face was warm.

With her around, everything tasted good.

Sheng Yang also tasted her food a little. Her appetite was not big, so she unknowingly drank a lot.

This porridge was indeed quite good. The hawthorn porridge was appetizing, while the corn porridge was glutinous. They tasted good. There was also mushroom porridge, which was fragrant. They were all made using the original flavors of the ingredients and perfectly complemented the top-quality rice.

After dinner, it was still early, but Sheng Yang could not help but ask, "By the way, where's Gao Feng?"

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