‘Jade shop?’ “Yes, I’m helping my godfather with the business. Although I don’t deal with customers, I can help with other things.” “So you know about the jade business.” “I’ve studied a little. Brother Cheng, you rest while I get someone to make you something delicious. What would you like to eat?” ’Nothing in particular, just some congee would be fine.’
Tang Ziyu immediately went to the kitchen and instructed the cook to make him congee. Thinking that he was not in good health, she made a bowl of fish congee, which was refreshing and delicious. When she happily brought it in, she noticed that Cheng Ying was doing something strange. His wrist was bleeding again. Could it be some kind of secret technique?
She rushed in, ‘Are you crazy? What are you doing? You don’t need to do this even if you’re worried about your brother and the others!’ She quickly helped him bandage the wound. Cheng Ying was shocked and had to let her help him bandage the wound again. There was a faint smell on her that made people want to get close to her. As soon as Cheng Ying thought about it, he reminded himself that she was his brother’s woman.
He always felt a sense of estrangement towards Miss Lan, and indeed regarded her as Big Brother’s possession. But for some reason, he didn’t feel this way about Tang Ziyu. Tang Ziyu looked at him sternly, ‘You can’t behave like this in the future. I saved your life, so how can you be so reckless? In the future, don’t use any secret techniques, promise me, okay?’
Cheng Ying looked at her little face and suddenly felt very moved. Very few people cared about him so much. ‘Okay. I just wanted to open it and take a look.’ ‘Really?’ Tang Ziyu looked at him suspiciously, ‘I can wrap it up for you now, but it must still look like this tomorrow!’ Cheng Ying realised that Tang Ziyu was now a different person from the one at the villa. She was now very energetic, lively and cute. If he had met her like this before, he would have rushed out to stop someone from kidnapping her in the first place.
‘Enjoy your congee. Can you use your hands? Do you want me to feed you?’ Tang Ziyu brought the bowl of congee over, and Cheng Ying caught it. “I can do it myself, thank you, Miss Tang,” she said, and with those words, Tang Ziyu felt like she and he had grown even further apart.
Tang Ziyu smiled awkwardly, turned around and walked out, and never came back that day. Cheng Ying sat alone in the room, thinking about recent events and what to do next, but no matter what he thought about, he would soon think about Tang Ziyu and then look at the door.
In the evening, Qin’s mother came to see him and brought him some tonic. Tang Ziyu excused herself as being tired and did not follow. Cheng Ying was a little disappointed. In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up because someone opened his door. The person walked towards him and reached up to touch his head. ‘Fortunately, there is no fever,’ it was Tang Ziyu’s voice, ‘goodnight!’ She gently closed the door and left. Cheng Ying was left awake for half the night.