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In addition to the public areas, the main house has four guest rooms on the first floor.

Aunt Rong lived in one room, and the remaining three rooms remained empty.

In order to make it easier to take care of Fang Li, Meng Yuan was not allowed to stay in the detached guest room at the back, and was instead arranged to stay on the first floor of the main house.

After sitting for a while, Fang Li felt a little sleepy and went upstairs first.

Meng Yuan also went to pack her things.

Chen Yingsheng and Han Xi were chatting in the living room when Chen Yingsheng received a call from the hospital and left.

Han Xi sat alone on the sofa, replied to a few work messages, and then got up and went upstairs.

He gently pushed open the door to the master bedroom and saw the woman on the bed, her nostrils flaring, already fast asleep.

Han Xi closed the door, walked over slowly, stood by the bed and quietly watched the woman's peaceful sleeping face for a while, the corners of his mouth softening.

He leaned down and gently kissed her forehead.

He got up and left in just a few seconds, then tucked the blanket around her and turned to leave the room.

After leaving the bedroom, Han Xi glanced at the time and decided to go to the company.

As soon as he came downstairs, he saw the guest room door near the stairs open from the inside. He paused slightly and looked at the doorway.

He was stunned when he saw Meng Yuan come out of the door. He seemed to have forgotten that there was such a person in the house, or he seemed to be unaccustomed to the sudden appearance of a strange woman in a familiar space.

Meng Yuan was also taken aback when she saw Han Xi, but she quickly came to her senses and nodded to him.

Han Xi remained expressionless, his dark eyes coldly sweeping over the room behind her before he walked towards the door.

Meng Yuan's expression froze slightly as she gazed at the man's tall, well-dressed back, her eyes gleaming with a subtle light.

Clearly, a man like Han Xi possesses the ability to make any woman fall for him.

Add to that his wealth and power, which place him at the top and are beyond the reach of countless men... Although Meng Yuan is outstanding, she is just an ordinary woman. How could she possibly refuse such a man?

Watching the man stride out the door, bend down, and get into the car, Meng Yuan stood by the stairs, her gaze trembling slightly as she stared at him with an almost obsessive intensity, unable to look away for a long time.

in the afternoon.

After sleeping for more than two hours, Fang Li finally woke up refreshed and took her computer into the study.

At this moment, Meng Yuan came in carrying a medicine box, saying she wanted to take a look at her wound.

Fang Li reached out while using the computer, letting her remove the gauze.

Previously, Ji Tiantian had already reported to her on the work progress of the past two days. She said that after Zhou Yufan entered the studio as the editor-in-chief yesterday, the editors were somewhat dissatisfied with him.

As a result, in just one day, Zhou Yufan used his own strength to slap everyone in the face, leaving those arrogant editors speechless.

Fang Li was also surprised and asked Ji Tiantian how Zhou Yufan did it.

Ji Tiantian said that Zhou Yufan arrived at his post yesterday and surprisingly received commissions from three directors and producers this morning.

Right now, Fang Li is looking at the article request requirements sent by Zhou Yufan.

"Hiss!" Fang Li gasped softly as a tearing pain suddenly shot through her hand.

She turned her gaze to look over there.

Meng Yuan had already removed the last layer of gauze.

"The gauze and the newly oozing blood have stuck together. I'm sorry, please bear with it, I'll try to be gentle," Meng Yuan said, holding the tweezers.

Fang Li frowned slightly: "It's nothing."

Fang Li felt pain in two more places, but it wasn't unbearable. She glanced at Meng Yuan, who was focused on her work with her eyes downcast, and pursed her lips without saying a word.

After cleaning the gauze, Meng Yuan began applying medicine to her.

Fang Li's wounds may look horrifying, but anyone with a little medical knowledge can see that they are just superficial wounds and have not damaged any bones or tendons.

Meng Yuan was surprised as she applied the medicine.

When Dean Chen contacted her personally before, she thought he was a seriously ill patient. Later, when she entered the villa on the hillside, she also assumed the injuries must be severe. She never expected...

Looking at the crisscrossing scars on Fang Li's smooth wrist, Meng Yuan thought to herself, "That man made such a fuss over such a small injury, hiring a special caregiver."

She had never cared for such a minor injury since she started working.

At that moment, there was a gentle knock on the study door, and then Aunt Rong pushed the door open and came in.

"Madam, dinner is almost ready. The master has also left the company. He can come down for dinner after changing his dressing."

Fang Li nodded: "Okay."

Aunt Rong then looked at Meng Yuan beside her and said, "Miss Meng, the ingredients you asked us to prepare are ready."

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll be right there."

Upon receiving the notification, Aunt Rong closed the door and went downstairs.

Meng Yuan paused slightly as she applied the medicine, then glanced at Fang Li as if by accident, and said, "I thought Miss Xu was Mr. Han's girlfriend. I just heard Aunt Rong call you 'Madam.' You and Mr. Han are married?"

"Mm." There was no need to hide anything from unfamiliar people, so Fang Li responded softly while looking at the computer.

Meng Yuan's heart tightened, and the cotton swab in her hand suddenly lost its grip and slipped into the suture hole.

"Ah!" Almost instantly, Fang Li cried out in pain and shook her off.

Meng Yuan quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I hit you too hard. I'm so sorry, Miss Xu, are you alright?!"

Fang Li frowned deeply, raised her hand to look at her wound, where blood was faintly seeping from the needle prick.

She glanced at Meng Yuan, who seemed a little uneasy, and suppressed her frustration, saying, "It's alright, just put the first-aid kit here, I'll take care of the rest myself."

Meng Yuan pursed her lips: ".......Okay."

Perhaps knowing she was in the wrong, Meng Yuan put down the food in front of her and forced a smile, saying, "Then I'll go downstairs first to prepare a medicinal diet for you. Call me if you need anything."

Fang Li nodded but did not respond.

As soon as Meng Yuan left the study, her face darkened instantly.

Fang Li raised her hand, blew on the burning wound, pursed her lips, and took a new cotton swab to apply medicine to herself.

It was twenty minutes later when Fang Li finished packing and went downstairs.

Aunt Rong was going in and out arranging dinner. Through the kitchen doorway, you could see Meng Yuan standing in front of the Western-style island, doing something. Fang Li glanced at her and then sat down with a normal expression.

Not long after Fang Li sat down, Meng Yuan brought out a porcelain white soup bowl.

She showed no sign of anything amiss, placed the soup bowl beside Fang Li, and then sat down opposite her, gathering the hem of her skirt.

When Aunt Rong, who was carrying out the last dish, saw where she was sitting, she suddenly paused and subconsciously opened her mouth to say something.

Just as her gaze swept over Fang Li, she saw Fang Li gently shake her head at her.

Aunt Rong's lips moved, but she held back from saying anything.

She placed a plate of bright orange spare ribs in front of Fang Li and said with a smile, "Sweet and sour spare ribs. My husband said that his wife is from Haicheng. This is a dish I recently learned to make. Try it and see if it's authentic."

"Great! It looks delicious. Let me try it." Fang Li replied with a smile, and Aunt Rong picked up the serving chopsticks and put a piece on her plate.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yuan on the other end suddenly spoke softly: "President Han hasn't returned yet, shouldn't we wait for him?"