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As long as she can climb Zuofeng, then Jianhe will be no threat.

After all, Zuo Feng's strength is much greater than that of the cowardly Yin Muqiao from before.

When Jian He arrived at their villa in Beijing with her family, it was already quite late.

Zhou Yun and the family's servants took all their luggage to the villa. Because they had prepared in advance, everything in the villa was kept clean and tidy.

Although it's clean, it's been uninhabited for many years and is still somewhat dilapidated.

Looking at the surroundings, Mason couldn't help but say, "Miss, isn't this place a bit run-down? How about I find a renovation company tomorrow to renovate it?"

Jian He immediately refused Maison's words.

She said, "No need, definitely don't renovate. I like the old-fashioned environment, it feels great."

In her previous life, it was Jian He's negligence that led to Rui Bao living in the new house that Yin Mu Qiao had given them. Because of the strong formaldehyde smell, Rui Bao, who was only a young child, developed leukemia and eventually died in Jian He's arms.

In this life, she will never let such a thing happen again. As long as it is beneficial to Ruibao's health, anything is acceptable.

“Miss, your taste seems to be getting weirder and weirder. Aren’t you comfortable living in a newer house?” Mason asked, puzzled.

At this moment, Ruibao walked over and said to Mason, "Grandpa Mason, I also think this is great..."

After hearing Rui Bao's words, Mason reached out and patted his head: "Okay, as long as you guys think it's good, I have no objections."

Because he had been on a plane all day, Ruibao was a little tired, so he went back to his room to sleep early.

Jian He had finished tidying up and was about to go upstairs to sleep when suddenly several car horns sounded in the courtyard of the villa.

Jian He stood at the window and leaned out, only to find Cheng Yan's car parked in the yard.

Through the car window, Cheng Yan waved to her, signaling her to come out. Jian He was delighted and hurriedly left the room.

Cheng Yan got out of the car and opened the door for Jian He. Jian He sat in the passenger seat, while Cheng Yan quickly returned to the driver's seat.

He started the car and drove away with Jian He. When the car was moving smoothly, he reached across the center console, took Jian He's hand, placed it to his lips, and gently kissed it.

Using the light shining into the car from the streetlights, Jian He looked Cheng Yan up and down. He seemed to have lost some weight and his skin was a little darker than before, but he looked more energetic than before.

Jian He really wanted to ask him what he had been busy with lately. But she was afraid of touching on things that Cheng Yan couldn't say, so she had to give up.

After a long time, Jian He finally spoke.

"Why are you here now?"

Cheng Yan replied, "I've been busy all day. I wanted to come over after I found out you landed, but I just couldn't find the time."

“Then you can tell me your address, and I’ll come and wait for you.” Jian He looked up at Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan smiled and continued to hold Jian He's hand tightly, as if he were afraid that Jian He would be lost at any moment.

He said, "I don't know how late I'll be busy. I don't want you to wait for me there. Besides, you've been on a plane all day, you must be very tired. I'm afraid you'll be exhausted."

Cheng Yan's concern made Jian He feel very sweet inside.

She believes this is the best way for men and women to get along.

Just then, Cheng Yan's phone, which was on the center console, rang. He picked it up, glanced at it, and then locked the screen again with a serious expression.

Later, he asked Jian He, "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

Jian He replied, "I have an appointment with the doctor tomorrow and want to take my dad there to see what's wrong."

"I'll go with you tomorrow," Cheng Yan said bluntly.

Jian He nodded and said, "Okay..."

Not long after, Cheng Yan brought Jian He to his home. When Jian He got out of Cheng Yan's car, she looked up and saw Tu Qing's somewhat surprised face.

Soon, Tu Qing regained her composure and went to Cheng Yan, saying with concern, "Brother Yan, you are injured and cannot drive."

When Jian He heard Tu Qing say that Cheng Yan was injured, her heart skipped a beat.

She rushed forward and rummaged through Cheng Yan's clothes, trying to see where he was injured.

"Are you injured? Where are you hurt? Let me see..."

Jian He's nervousness brought a smile to Cheng Yan's lips. He affectionately took Jian He's hand and comforted her, "It's alright, just a minor injury..."

"Brother Yan, your injury..." Hearing Cheng Yan say that his injury was minor, Tu Qing spoke up, wanting to clarify.

Cheng Yan gave her a sharp look, and Tu Qing quickly shut her mouth. There was a hint of fear in her eyes when she looked at Cheng Yan.

"Okay, it's alright, let's go upstairs."

After giving Tu Qing a meaningful look, Cheng Yan took Jian He's hand and went upstairs. Tu Qing stood not far behind them, watching their backs as they went upstairs, her eyes full of jealousy.

Upon arriving at Cheng Yan's room, Jian He pulled at Cheng Yan, insisting on seeing where he was injured.

Cheng Yan did not agree. With a backhand and a little force, he pressed Jian He's body against the wall and then kissed her without hesitation.

His kiss was urgent, as if he had been waiting for a long time. Jian He originally wanted to cooperate with him a little, but when she thought of his injuries, she couldn't help but worry.

"Cheng Yan, don't do this, let me take a look at your injury first."

During a brief moment of respite, Jian He nudged Cheng Yan's body, wanting to see the injuries on his body.

Cheng Yan supported himself with one arm, a slight look of pain flashing across his face.

He pressed his forehead against Jian He's head and gently asked her, "Are you sure you want to see?"

Jian He nodded firmly: "I want to see..."

"Okay, but I already said it's a minor injury, why do you still insist on seeing it..."

As Cheng Yan spoke, he took off his coat. Jian He stretched out her arms, wanting to wrap them around his waist, but when her arms touched Cheng Yan's back, Cheng Yan couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

"Uh……"

Jian He hurriedly let go, and when she withdrew her hand, she saw specks of blood on it.

Only then did she notice that Cheng Yan's injury was on his back. The bandaged wound had burst open, and bloodstains were seeping out, soaking through his shirt.

"How did you get so badly injured?" Jian He asked Cheng Yan anxiously.

Cheng Yan forced a smile and comforted Jian He, "It's not that serious. I told you, it's just a minor injury. Men are no big deal when they get hurt. Don't worry."

Cheng Yan spoke casually, but Jian He felt a pang of heartache upon hearing it.

She said, "Your wound is bleeding again..."