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

After covering up the wound on Yan Zhixu's forehead, Liang Liangwei went into the bathroom to wash her tools.

With Yan Beian's assistance, Yan Zhixu dressed neatly.

Now that he can get out of bed more easily, he stands by the window, holding his phone and looking down at it.

Lisa sent me a WeChat message: 【What time should I go to the Yan family's house? What time does Uncle Yan's family start dinner? What gift should I bring?】

Yan Zhixu replied perfunctorily: "No need to come too early, lunch is at 6. You don't need to bring anything, just follow Assistant Xu."

Lisa: [Wouldn't that be too casual? Even though it's not the first time I've visited, I should at least bring a gift, right?]

Yan Zhixu frowned, her expression calm: "You decide what to do."

Lisa's screen showed "typing" at the top, but he didn't bother to pay attention and put down his phone.

Looking up, Yan Bei'an was sitting on the sofa, slowly drinking a glass of water, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Yan Zhixu: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yan Bei'an put down his cup and chuckled twice: "It's nothing."

What can I say? That I'm jealous that my uncle looks younger than me?

Yan Zhixu glanced in the direction of the restroom, where the faint sound of running water could still be heard.

He looked down at his phone again; Lisa had stopped typing.

He put his phone away.

A moment later, Liang Liangwei came out, wiping the cleaned tools with a tissue, and looked at Yan Zhixu: "When are you going to the Yan family?"

Yan Zhixu: "We'll leave in a bit."

Liang Liangwei: "Are you coming back tonight?"

Yan Zhixu: "They probably won't be coming back. They'll come back tomorrow morning for an IV drip."

Liang Liangwei hesitated for a moment, then slowly asked, "The doctor said you can't get it wet. What will you do if you take a shower tonight?"

The question was somewhat ambiguous. Yan Zhixu stared at her with a slightly darker gaze and chuckled, "If you're worried about that, why don't you come with me and stay with me?"

Liang Liangwei glared at him: "I'm being serious!"

Yan Bei'an: "..."

Why are you ignoring him like this?!

This isn't how you distribute dog food!

Yan Zhixu leaned against the wall behind him, his tone languid: "I'll be careful. I still have one hand to move, so it's no problem."

Liang Liangwei: "It's hard for you to take off your clothes."

Yan Bei'an sighed softly and raised his hand to show his presence: "Weiwei, have you forgotten that your uncle asked me to go back with you? Don't worry, I'll act as your caregiver for the night if your uncle needs me."

He grinned at Yan Zhixu again: "As long as Uncle doesn't mind and is willing to cooperate with me, that's fine."

Yan Zhixu said coolly, "I do look down on you; you can't do anything."

Yan Bei'an: "..."

He was both amused and annoyed, and couldn't help but retort to Yan Zhixu, "But now you can only ask me for help, which is truly an honor for your nephew, haha!"

Yan Zhixu: "..."

Liang Liangwei chuckled: "You two, uncle and nephew, are so childish."

He turned around and put the dried tools into the toolbox.

The uncle and nephew stopped talking and focused their attention on her.

After packing up her toolbox and her own belongings, Liang Liangwei handed the remaining fruit to Yan Beian, saying, "You can have it. Your uncle ate quite a lot today."

Yan Bei'an took them and popped them into his mouth one by one: "Are you leaving?"

Liang Liangwei: "Aren't you all leaving too? What's the point of me staying?"

Yan Zhixu asked softly, "Are you going home for dinner?"

Liang Liangwei: "I'm not going back for now. I told Aunt Zhang that I've made plans to have dinner with some friends, the same two people you met the other day."

It's Su Xiaorong and Gao Nan.

Yan Zhixu nodded slightly.

Yan Bei'an, however, pricked up his ears to listen.

Come back home?

With Aunt Zhang?

It's not what he thought, is it?

These two...are living together?!

Wow, I didn't expect my uncle to act so quickly!

But considering that my uncle lives abroad most of the time, I felt... it was only right.

Liang Liangwei packed her belongings, slung her bag over her shoulder, picked up her toolbox, and said, "I'm off then. Be careful tonight too!"

Yan Zhixu nodded slightly.

Yan Bei'an: "Don't worry, Uncle, I've got you covered."

Liang Liangwei smiled and left the ward.

Not long after she left, Yan Zhixu and Yan Beian also left the hospital.

The caregiver was given the night off and will come back tomorrow morning.

Yan Beian kept a close eye on Yan Zhixu's movements from behind, fearing that something might happen to him.

To his surprise, Yan Zhixu stood up straight and walked as normally as usual in front of others.

He was still a bit stiff when he walked in the ward, and he admitted that it would hurt if he made any big movements.

But now he showed no unusual reaction whatsoever, his expression calm as if the car accident had never happened.

Given his condition, he could easily go back to the old house to deal with his grandfather, so calling him here would be redundant.

Yan Beian cautiously suggested renting a wheelchair for mobility, but Yan Zhixu gave him a cold glare, and he dared not say another word.

Getting on the bus was a little difficult because his knees hurt and he couldn't bend his arms. His movements were stiff and slow, and after finally managing to sit down, he was sweating profusely.

Yan Bei'an almost broke out in a sweat watching this.

"Uncle, are you alright?"

Yan Zhixu closed her eyes and waited for the pain to subside before nodding slightly: "Let's go."

Yan Beian then got into the car and drove it away.

An hour later, the car was parked in the garage of the Yan family's old villa.

Yan Beian then helped Yan Zhixu out of the car, and the two walked towards the main house one after the other.

Just as he was about to enter the main house, Yan Beian called out to him, "Uncle."

Yan Zhixu stopped and turned her head to look over.

Yan Bei'an handed over a tissue: "Would you like to... wipe the sweat from your forehead?"

Yan Zhixu: "..."

He took it a moment later and actually wiped his forehead with it.

He then strolled into the main house.

Yan Bei'an followed suit.

In the living room of the main house, Xiao Ling was discussing dinner arrangements with the housekeeper in the dining room.

Seeing the two of them come in, her eyes lit up: "Zhixu is back?"

Yan Zhixu greeted her politely, "Sister-in-law."

Yan Bei'an: "Mom."

Xiao Ling: "What a coincidence that you all arrived home at the same time?"

Yan Zhixu: "No, I ran into him outside. I rode back in his car. My car was in for maintenance."

Xiao Ling blinked and said "Oh," but in her heart she thought to herself: You have more than one car.

However, it wasn't a big problem, so she didn't ask. Instead, she smiled and said, "Go back to your room and rest first. Dinner will be a while later. I'll call you then."

Yan Zhixu nodded slightly: "Where are Dad and my eldest brother?"

Xiao Ling: "Your brother isn't back yet, Dad's behind us."

Yan Zhixu: "I'll go and say hello to Dad first."

He walked towards the back.

Xiao Ling's gaze instinctively fell on him.

Yan Beian noticed this and immediately remembered his "mission," drawing his mother's attention back.

"Mom, um... I haven't seen you for a week, look at me..."

Xiao Ling looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Bei'an: "...Look at me, do you have any pimples on your face?"

Xiao Ling: "..."