The abandoned daughter of the Lu family turns around and marries a celibate tycoon.

Gu Yanshen gently placed Lu Xiran into the car, his movements as careful as if she were a fragile treasure. He sped all the way to Kangning International, then carried her directly into Xue Jingyan's private elevator, taking her straight to the orthopedics department.

Xue Jingyan, who had already received the call, was waiting there. Seeing Gu Yanshen's alarmed expression and then glancing at Lu Xiran's slightly swollen ankle, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Is that all? Mr. Gu, are you trying to turn our hospital's orthopedics department upside down?"

Gu Yanshen ignored him, his gaze fixed on the doctor's hand as he examined it. "Is the bone alright?" he asked in a deep voice, his tension evident, completely ignoring Xue Jingyan's teasing.

The head of orthopedics felt considerable pressure being watched by these two "big shots," but after a thorough examination, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Gu, don't worry, it's just a common sprain and a minor ligament strain. A splint will immobilize it, and with a week of rest, you'll be fine."

Lu Xiran asked softly, "Doctor, will I still be able to wear high heels then?"

The doctor smiled and shook his head: "It's best not to. It would be troublesome if you twisted it again during the recovery period. I also recommend wearing flat shoes more often."

Lu Xiran lowered her head, looking somewhat dejected.

Gu Yanshen turned to the doctor and asked about every detail: when to change the dressing, dietary restrictions, how to rehabilitate, and whether there were any physical therapy plans to speed up recovery... His questions were professional and detailed, which surprised the doctor slightly.

Xue Jingyan stood to the side with his arms crossed, watching his friend's unprecedentedly "nagging" demeanor, a playful smile curving his lips.

Lu Xiran quietly raised her eyes and looked at Gu Yanshen's focused profile and slightly furrowed brows. The annoyance she felt because of her injury was unconsciously covered by a strange sweetness.

He... seemed very nervous about her?

"Should we have someone send over a cane?" Xue Jingyan asked.

"Yes. But it's okay for young people to hop on one leg, just be careful not to put too much strain on themselves," the doctor replied.

Gu Yanshen nodded, then bent down and gently lifted Lu Xiran up in his arms again.

"Uncle!" Lu Xiran blushed and gently punched his shoulder. "Put me down, I can walk by myself..."

"Take your time to adjust." Gu Yanshen carried her out, his tone calm but leaving no room for refusal.

"Adapt to...what?"

"This week," he said, bowing slightly as his gaze swept over her surprised eyes, "I have been your crutch."

Lu Xiran's ears instantly burned. "No! Dr. Xue, please..." she asked Xue Jingyan for help.

Xue Jingyan suppressed a laugh: "Yanshen, you can't watch over her 24/7. Here's what I'll do: I'll have someone send over a pair of medical crutches so Miss Lu can move around more easily at home. That way, she won't be confined to bed while you're busy during the day."

Gu Yanshen pondered for a moment, then nodded, picked up Lu Xiran, turned and left, leaving the doctors and nurses behind him looking at each other with a sense of bewilderment.

On the way back, Lu Xiran's face was still flushed, but her heart was in turmoil from the words "I am your crutch," mixed with an irrepressible surge of joy. However, practical problems quickly surfaced: "What about Grandma's soup? The food delivery for Miss Ling… and so much going on at Yunyuji, I haven't finished reviewing the data for the suburban plot, the Lu Group's shareholders' meeting…"

"Can't you think about yourself first?" Gu Yanshen interrupted her, recalling the harrowing scene on set, he almost... He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his voice filled with suppressed anger and fear, "Stop all of that."

"I'm fine! I just twisted my ankle..." Lu Xiran tried to explain.

"Lu Xiran!" Gu Yanshen abruptly stopped the car at the red light, turned around, and stared at her with a deep, unfathomable gaze. His eyes held a complex mix of emotions she couldn't understand: anger, self-reproach, and a profound sense of lingering fear. "Why did you insist on personally delivering food to Ling Xue? What have you been doing this past week?"

He had just seen the itinerary Lin Chen sent him—from all directions of Haicheng, inside and outside film sets, she was like a tireless spinning top, driven by one request after another.

But he was completely unaware of this because of the merger and the damned Cold War! Self-blame tightened around his heart like vines.

"Miss Ling's stomach was upset because of my negligence. She even helped me clarify things. I just wanted to try my best to make amends..." Lu Xiran was frightened by his anger and explained in a low voice.

Gu Yanshen's chest heaved—that was nothing more than Song Zhihe's scheme to make things difficult for her, and she was actually grateful!

But the words caught in his throat, and he swallowed them back. Telling her the truth would inevitably involve Song Zhihe, and would also involve the past that he didn't know how to "report" to her, and... the shackles of "life-saving affection" that he couldn't truly and completely sever.

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, he had forcibly suppressed all his turbulent emotions, and his voice regained its usual calm and steady tone: "Leave her matter to me. You don't need to worry about it anymore."

"But where is she..."

"She has millions of fans, she doesn't need a delivery guy like you to know her address." Gu Yanshen said firmly. "We'll talk about the Lu Group and the suburban land after the wedding, there's no rush now."

The word "wedding" sent a shiver down Lu Xiran's spine. Yes, there was only a little over a week left.

"As for Yunyuji," Gu Yanshen restarted the car, speaking clearly, "we can take this opportunity to try developing a high-end customized food delivery service. Yunyuji currently delivers meals to you, Grandma, and Lingxue every day. We can try to explore the process of pre-ordering, customization, and exclusive delivery. This will maintain our reputation and some income, and also help us weather the pain of the demolition. Lin Chen will help solve the delivery and system issues."

As Lu Xiran listened to him methodically arrange everything, the anxiety weighing on her heart miraculously subsided. He always managed to provide the most reliable solution when she was flustered and at a loss.

"...Well, I still have to video chat with my grandma every day and talk to her," she added softly.

"Hmm." Gu Yanshen responded, paused, and glanced at her feet. "Also, the doctor said you can't wear high heels."

"That wedding dress..." Lu Xiran bit her lip.

"Change it," Gu Yanshen replied crisply.

Lu Xiran was speechless for a moment, turned her face to the window, and stopped talking.

Back home, Gu Yanshen carried her directly into the bedroom and gently placed her on the bedside. He turned around, took her pajamas from the closet, walked back, and naturally offered to help her change.

Lu Xiran's face flushed red instantly. She hurriedly grabbed his wrist, her voice barely audible, "I... I can do it myself..."

Gu Yanshen paused. He looked down at her flushed cheeks and evasive eyes, seemingly only then realizing that his action had been too intimate. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he released her hand, gently placing the pajamas beside her, his voice low and husky: "...Okay. Call me if you need anything."