Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

Shen Zicen shyly buried his face in her arms; he hadn't expected Li Mo'er to say it like that.

Li Mo'er, however, remained serious and asked, "How does Little A-Cen feel right now?"

Shen Zicen shook his head; he didn't know.

Seeing that Shen Zicen's earlobes were red, Li Mo'er could only gently guide him.

Otherwise, given his shy demeanor, how could he possibly go to the doctor for medicine?

"Besides the pain, what other sensations did he experience?"

Shen Zicen shook her head again and whispered, "It only hurts."

Upon hearing this answer, Li Mo'er realized something was wrong; it seemed abnormal if this thing didn't have any other sensations.

Forget it, let's treat these wounds first. In any case, we can't keep using that bottle of wound medicine on Xiao Achen.

It's so fragile; what if the medicine is too strong and burns it?

"Does Little A-Cen have any wounds?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zicen's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed. He tried hard to recall the last time he saw it, but each time he seemed to have ignored it with disdain and never looked at it.

Shen Zicen remained silent for a long time, and Li Mo'er knew that he didn't know either.

"Ah Cen, do you want to take a shower?"

Shen Zicen simply raised her arm, wanting to check if she smelled bad.

He shook his head. There was no smell at all, so why did Mo'er want him to take a bath?

Li Mo'er could tell from his blank expression that he hadn't understood what she meant.

"If you don't want to, then I'll just have to take a look at Xiao A-Cen myself."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zicen quickly retreated while covering Xiao Acen, nodding his head repeatedly, afraid that if he was even a second too slow, Li Mo'er would take over personally.

During this time, due to the difficulty of moving backward, he pressed down on the injured Xiao A-Cen with his hand, and a thin layer of sweat instantly seeped out from his forehead.

Li Mo'er quickly stood up and stepped back, raising her hands, "I won't touch it, don't be nervous."

She stopped only when she felt she had retreated to a safe distance. "I'll have Shen Liu prepare bathwater for you."

After saying that, she went to give instructions to Shen Liu.

Back in the room, seeing that Shen Zicen was still in the same state, Li Mo'er was a little worried and asked him with concern.

"Ah Cen, are you alright?"

Shen Zicen nodded; he had recovered.

However, Li Mo'er's next words made him wish he could disappear into the ground.

After thinking it over, Li Mo'er finally asked the question.

"Little A-Cen, is it alright?"

Shen Zicen shyly wrapped herself in the blanket, turned around, and faced away from Li Mo'er.

Just when Li Mo'er thought Shen Zicen wouldn't answer, a weak response came from the corner, "It's fine too."

At this moment, Shen Liu and his men prepared the bathwater and rescued Shen Zicen, who was already thoroughly boiled.

Li Mo'er didn't ask any more questions and left the room, leaving Shen Zicen to take a shower by himself.

After Shen Zicen finished washing up, he called Shen Liu inside. Li Mo'er, seeing this, was also about to follow him in to inquire about the situation.

However, Shen Liu locked her out of the room, and she could only wait outside.

A short while later, Shen Liu came out and said four words to Li Mo'er: "It's swollen, but not broken."

Although he didn't understand, he still relayed the second young master's words verbatim.

Upon hearing this, Li Mo'er instantly understood, staring at the tightly closed door.

He left with the words, "I'll go get you your medicine," and turned to leave.

After learning it was Li Mo'er, Shen Zicen was less resistant. Hearing the door close, he poked his head out from under the covers.

After he confided in Li Mo'er, she didn't look down on him and even went out of her way to buy him medicine. Shen Zicen felt lucky to have met Li Mo'er.

Li Mo'er went straight to the shop after leaving the Shen residence.

She couldn't bring herself to ask other pharmacies for medicine, and besides, she wasn't comfortable with that. She had already come up with a plan along the way.

She went to see Doctor Wang and asked him to bring her some salt back with her.

A few days ago, she invited Dr. Wang to yesterday's opening ceremony, but Dr. Wang declined.

She said that she needed to take care of her son's health these past few days and couldn't leave, so she didn't insist anymore.

When we arrived at the shop, there were far fewer customers than yesterday. After all, salt is something that you can use for a long time after buying it once, so you don't need to buy it every day.

Li Mo'er watched as Li Lin and Su Yanli busied themselves, greeting customers while also weighing and recording accounts.

Su Yanli would straighten up from time to time to relax.

Walking behind the table, Li Mo'er saw Su Yanli secretly rubbing her lower back under the table. She quietly walked over from behind.

She reached out and stroked his waist. "If you're tired, take a rest."

Su Yanli was initially tense with fear, but relaxed after hearing Li Mo'er's voice.

But when he looked up and saw the customer in front of him, he quickly pushed her hand away and whispered, "Someone will see us."

Li Mo'er smiled helplessly, "You are my husband, so even if they see it, they can't say anything."

Su Yanli glared at Li Mo'er playfully and slapped away her hand that was on her waist.

"That's not OK."

Su Yanli's cheeks were already flushed under his veil. He glanced at Li Lin beside him and was relieved to find that she hadn't noticed anything amiss.

Li Mo'er was standing next to Su Yanli when she saw Su Yanli glance at Li Lin and immediately knew that he was afraid of being discovered by Li Lin.

So, he turned around and stood between him and Li Lin, blocking Li Lin's view in their direction.

Upon hearing Li Lin announce the amount, Su Yanli collected the money and quickly recorded it in the ledger.

Her hand returned to Su Yanli's waist, gently kneading and massaging it.

Su Yanli's hand trembled slightly as she held the pen, leaving a drop of ink on the account book.

Su Yanli slapped Li Mo'er in a bad mood. The sound was crisp, but it didn't hurt.

At that moment, the previous customer who had just paid was still there. Hearing the sound, he turned around in confusion.

Seeing their actions, Su Yanli realized that she had hit Li Mo'er, and then looked at Li Mo'er with some disdain in her eyes.

The look in her eyes clearly said that the woman was hit by the man and didn't fight back.

Just as Su Yanli was about to explain to that person, Li Mo'er stopped her.

"Don't worry about it, I don't care."

Su Yanli took a small half-step back to the side; he was concerned.

In the past, he didn't care what others thought of her, but now Li Mo'er is doing well, and he doesn't want others to look down on her.

Seeing that Su Yanli cared, she also pretended to be obedient and lowered her head, as if admitting her mistake, but her hand on Su Yanli's waist kept moving.

Su Yanli couldn't help but rub her forehead. Wouldn't this make her seem even weaker?

Just as Su Yanli was about to ask her to raise her head and be more forceful, a gentle voice drifted into her ear.

“They all think I’m a kept man, but I don’t care. I’ll take the blame. You’ll have to support me from now on.”

Even so, Li Mo'er still felt sorry for Su Yanli and made her sit aside, while she kept the accounts herself.

She stared at the words in the ledger and felt dizzy. She had forgotten that she couldn't read the writing here, and she hadn't seen the ledger yesterday, so she didn't know that Su Yanli used writing to keep records.

Not only does recording things in writing take more time, but daily summaries also require more effort, and even reviewing them later can be overwhelming.

She was about to ask what the words meant, but seeing Su Yanli sitting down, she felt a pang of heartache and didn't want to bother him.

So I simply turned to a new page and started recording things in my own way.

She used numbers to represent amounts, and addition and subtraction to represent income and expenditure, arranging them neatly, which greatly improved efficiency.