The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

Yan Zhixu: "When do you plan to take me home?"

Liang Liangwei said vaguely, "Let's talk about it the week after next. The time hasn't been set yet."

Yan Zhixu: "Okay, you decide the time, I'm fine with anything."

Liang Liangwei looked at him and said cryptically, "However, my home is in a rather special place, so you probably can't go there. My father will probably arrange another place for us to meet."

Yan Zhixu's eyes darkened slightly, and he nodded: "It's alright, anywhere is fine, I'll just follow his arrangements."

Liang Liangwei smiled and said, "By the way, what should I buy when I go to see Uncle Yan? I need to prepare in advance."

Yan Zhixu: "You don't need to worry about that, I'll buy it."

Liang Liangwei clicked her tongue and said, "I should buy it because it represents my feelings. If you buy it, what if it's a man's perspective? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he saw through it?"

Yan Zhixu seemed to be deep in thought: "So what are your thoughts?"

Liang Liangwei: "What does Uncle Yan usually like to do?"

Yan Zhixu: "Playing chess, growing flowers, drinking tea, and fishing with friends."

Liang Liangwei: "What other hobbies do you have?"

Yan Zhixu: "I collect some antique calligraphy and paintings."

Liang Liangwei rubbed her temples; these were all areas she wasn't very good at.

Yan Zhixu could tell she was having a problem from her troubled look, and chuckled softly.

He patted her head and said, "It's still early, no need to think about it now. I'll give you advice later."

That's all.

Yan Zhixu: "You also need to figure out what your father likes, and I need to prepare in advance."

Liang Liangwei nodded.

Her father has a special status, so there are many things he can't accept.

Then I realized that it was funny that the two of them were both racking their brains over something that would happen a week from now.

"Why don't you practice walking a bit more? Are you just going to stand here like this?"

Yan Zhixu then began to walk slowly in the ward, trying to make her walk as naturally as possible.

Liang Liangwei sat on the sofa and looked at him, offering her advice: "Try to stay in the same place as much as possible, and don't move around if you can avoid it."

Yan Zhixu: "Hmm, good suggestion."

Liang Liangwei chuckled.

She was just saying it casually, and he could definitely guess what she was thinking, yet he still praised her without hesitation. He was just teasing her.

Stinky man!

She gave him a reproachful look and started doing her own thing with her notebook.

Yan Zhixu looked at her and asked, "Aren't you going to take a nap?"

Liang Liangwei looked at the screen and said, "I went to bed early last night and woke up late this morning, so I got enough sleep and I'm not sleepy now."

Yan Zhixu left for a while, and then the caregiver came back with ice, so he had to go back to bed.

The cold compress worked very well after two days; the redness and swelling on my knee have completely subsided, and the bruises don't look so scary anymore.

Half an hour later, the ice was removed.

Yan Zhixu's phone rang. He picked it up and saw a message from Yan Beian: "Uncle, I'm downstairs at the hospital. Which floor are you on?"

Yan Zhixu: [8th Floor, 815]

Yan Bei'an: [I'll be there right away.]

After putting down her phone, Yan Zhixu said, "Bei'an will be up soon."

Liang Liangwei put away her notebook and got up from the sofa: "Didn't he say he was very busy with work? He still managed to find time to come see you."

Yan Zhixu: "If you want to squeeze in time, you can always find it. Today is Saturday, so there should be less work."

Yan Beian arrived quickly and, upon seeing Liang Liangwei, raised an eyebrow: "You've actually been here all day?"

Liang Liangwei sent him photos of Yan Zhixu's injuries in the morning. He knew that Liang Liangwei had come over in the morning, but he didn't expect to see her again in the afternoon.

Liang Liangwei: "I was here all day yesterday too."

Yan Beian focused his attention on Yan Zhixu, and seeing his injuries, he was filled with worry.

"Uncle, how did you get hurt like this...it must hurt a lot?"

Yan Zhixu said calmly, "It's natural to feel pain, but you're not as weak as you think."

Yan Bei'an: "I heard from Weiwei that you were unconscious the night before last, and you didn't answer the phone. How could you not be weak and seriously ill?"

Yan Zhixu paused for a moment and said, "That was the night before last. I'm much better today."

Yan Bei'an: "Are you really going back to the old house tonight? Why don't you not go back tonight? I'll find a reason for you to go back to Grandpa."

Yan Zhixu: "One lie requires a hundred lies to cover it up, so it's better to face it directly."

Yan Bei'an also understood this principle.

"But can you really walk? Wouldn't Grandpa be able to tell?"

Yan Zhixu: "That's why I need your cooperation."

Yan Bei'an: "How should I cooperate?"

Liang Liangwei laughed and said, "Your uncle is responsible for sitting quietly, and you are responsible for attracting their attention."

Yan Beian's eye twitched. This sounded like he was being told, "Uncle, be a quiet, handsome man, and Yan Beian, you're just a monkey being played with..."

He felt that his uncle would never humiliate him like that, so he asked, "What does Uncle mean?"

Yan Zhixu said coolly, "My girlfriend's opinion is my opinion."

Yan Bei'an: "..."

Liang Liangwei chuckled.

Yan Beian looked at the wound on Yan Zhixu's forehead: "But what about your forehead?"

Yan Zhixu looked at Liang Liangwei: "Weiwei has a solution."

Yan Bei'an turned to Liang Liangwei, who smiled at him and said, "I'm a professional in this area."

Around 4 o'clock, Yan Zhixu changed into the clothes Liang Liangwei had brought him—a dark casual outfit with a loose fit that perfectly covered the slightly protruding area on his shoulder caused by the bandage.

The gauze on her forehead was also removed, revealing a stitched wound that looked rather shocking.

Fortunately, the injury was located near the hairline.

Liang Liangwei began to utilize her strengths.

Yan Zhixu always combed her hair back, revealing her full forehead, which made her look clean and neat.

She styled his hair into bangs, letting them fall forward to cover half of his forehead, thus concealing the injury.

However, the hair is upright and the wound is horizontal, which makes it somewhat noticeable, and you can still see the difference upon closer inspection.

She carefully applied some powder to the stitches to cover up the color of the needle and thread.

Then, she used a powder that matched the skin color of the wound to cover it up. With her careful manipulation, the wound was perfectly covered up after half an hour.

Yan Zhixu has transformed from a mature, elite-looking man into a young man fresh out of university, a transformation that is truly remarkable.

Yan Bei'an watched in amazement.

"Uncle... looks younger than me now." He was actually a little jealous.

Yan Zhixu glanced at him without saying a word, but the upturned corners of her lips revealed a hint of good mood.

Liang Liangwei took two steps back to check, a smug smile curving her lips.

"Of course, it depends on who did it!"

Yan Bei'an chimed in, "I know you're a master~"

Liang Liangwei showed Yan Zhixu a mirror. Yan Zhixu glanced at it, raised an eyebrow, and looked somewhat surprised.

I hadn't really grasped the meaning of Yan Bei'an's words about his youth until now, but seeing it now, I know it's true.