On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Bo Sibai stared at her intently, his clear, gentle voice tinged with warmth, "I should be thanking you."

Ah? ? ?

Yu Jinzhao was stunned. She hadn't done anything, so why was he thanking her for something?

Could it be because she wore a traditional Chinese style long dress?

Not to the point.

She looked at him with a puzzled expression, noticing the myriad emotions swirling in his amber eyes, illuminated by the lamplight.

She couldn't understand it, but she caught a glimpse of expectation within it, as if a dying person was grasping at the last straw, regarding her as the only ray of light in the darkness.

She was startled by this sudden thought. When she tried to see him more clearly, he blinked, his eyes gentle and calm, clear as amber, as if it were all just her imagination.

Suddenly, he looked down and asked, "Does your hand hurt?"

Yu Jinzhao was startled, and then his gaze fell on his own bright red palm.

I hadn't even noticed it until they pointed it out. Her skin is delicate, and the slap she gave Yan Qinxue was quite forceful, so it's actually a little swollen now.

Looking up, she met his thin, white eyes, somewhat surprised by his thoughtfulness. She curled her palms and said softly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Bo Sibai frowned, seemingly disagreeing, and said with great helplessness,

"Forces are mutual, how could it not hurt?"

You could tell that his gentle tone was full of concern, and it wasn't just polite talk; he genuinely cared about her feelings.

My heart felt as if a warm current had swept over it, instantly filling it with soft clouds.

She was momentarily dazed and almost mistook him for Yu Jinxian.

In the past, her brother had also cared for her with the same tenderness, and his gentle appearance almost overlapped with her own, deeply touching her heartstrings.

She pinched her fingertips, unable to look him in the eye any longer, and quickly looked away, saying calmly, "I'm more tolerant."

At this moment, Bo Sibai's assistant came over, holding a tube of unlabeled ointment, and respectfully handed it to him.

He handed her the ointment, a gentlemanly smile playing on his lips, his voice soft, as if afraid of disturbing her.

"This is a skin care ointment I developed. Shall I apply it for you?"

Yu Jinzhao was a little confused. Everyone said that Bo Sibai was not to be approached by strangers, but was his attitude towards her a little too nice?

The fact that he had his assistant fetch the ointment beforehand means that he noticed her hand when he spoke to her for the first time.

Bo Sibai's long, jade-like fingers moved slightly as he unwrapped the ointment, then he said in a low voice, "A girl's hands should be well cared for. I am a pharmacist, and I cannot bear to see anyone get hurt in front of me."

Yu Jinzhao felt that his voice had a kind of magical power, gentle yet firm, making it impossible for anyone to refuse.

Besides, he had already said he treated her like a patient, so she couldn't refuse him. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded and said, "I'll do it myself."

Bo Sibai's voice softened further, carrying a hint of coaxing, "Your right hand is injured, so it's inconvenient for you to apply medicine. Let me help you."

Yu Jinzhao's words came out faster than his thoughts; they just slipped out.

"……it is good."

I felt numb after saying it all.

What's going on? Why can't I refuse?

If someone else were to suddenly show her kindness for no apparent reason, she would definitely be very wary, wondering if the other person had ulterior motives.

But when she was with Bo Sibai, she had absolutely no sense of wariness towards him...

She swallowed hard and opened her palm to him.

Bo Sibai used a cotton swab to pick out the ointment and gently swirled it in her palm, his movements as careful as if he were handling a rare treasure.

She only felt a cool warmth in her palms; the burning sensation was gone, and it felt very comfortable.

As he applied the medicine, he kept a close eye on her expression, worried that she might be uncomfortable.

"Tell me if it hurts."

"It doesn't hurt."

She lowered her eyes, looking at his fingertips, and remembered how, when she was little, she often fell and bruised herself because she was naughty, and her brother would apply medicine to her like this.

My heart is trembling uncontrollably.

Looking at her obedient appearance, there was a clear change in the depths of her eyes, but her face remained calm and restrained.

Bo Sibai felt somewhat uncomfortable. He stopped what he was doing, looked at her again, and said, word by word,

"Girls need to be pampered, you don't need to endure it."

After saying that, he gently breathed on her palm, as if coaxing a child.

Listening to his words and feeling the warmth of his palm, she realized that his words and actions were exactly like her brother's.

At that time, she had only fallen and scraped her skin, and her brother gently and patiently breathed on her skin. When her mother saw this, she complained that her brother was spoiling her too much.

She thought she had forgotten, but the memory suddenly flashed clearly through her mind.

She even remembers how her brother held her scraped hand and cried with heartache, telling their mother that his sister was a girl and should be pampered by him.

Her breathing became heavy, and suddenly she couldn't control her emotions, murmuring softly, "Brother..."

Bo Sibai was usually calm and composed, and nothing could stir his emotions, but when he heard her call him brother, his heart was deeply moved.

A string hidden deep in my heart was unexpectedly plucked.

He gazed intently at her, and when he spoke, his voice was soft and hoarse, as if the moonlight had been shattered.

"What did you call me?"

She actually mistook Bo Sibai for her brother… Yu Jinzhao snapped back to reality in a second, licked her lips, withdrew her hand, and said in a relaxed tone,

"Sorry, you look a lot like my brother."

"What a coincidence?" Bo Sibai's eyes rippled, concealing his momentary loss of composure, and he replied in the same relaxed tone, "I also think you look a lot like my sister."

Yu Jinzhao then realized that his aunt was pregnant when she passed away, and that it had been discovered she was carrying a girl…

Based on the timeline, if his aunt were still alive, his sister would be about the same age as her now.

As the two were talking, the host put the linden wood red lingzhi in a brocade box and presented it to her.

She transferred the auction proceeds, then took the brocade box, and smiled with her eyes crinkling.

Bo Sibai couldn't help but glance at her again.

The girl remained calm and composed all night, but only when she got the medicine she wanted did she reveal a hint of liveliness, like a cunning little fox.

He then curled his lips into a smile.

Yu Jinzhao turned around, intending to say goodbye and leave, but then she saw Yu Jinxian walking towards her...

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Chaochao and Baibai are mutually healing~