The next day, Xia Sanghuan woke up early.
In just one short night, Yun Ye had already arranged for someone to take care of this villa.
All the supplies in the villa and the nanny in charge of cleaning were all in place.
Thinking of the injury on Leng Chuanjin's hand, Xia Sanghuan rushed to the second - floor room after washing up.
She happened to run into Yun Ye who was just coming out of the room.
When he saw Xia Sanghuan, he greeted, "Miss Xia."
Xia Sanghuan stopped and looked at him, her eyes asking what was up.
Yun Ye looked a bit embarrassed. "There's a temporary issue on the side - road outside. I need to go back and handle it, so..."
Without him finishing, Xia Sanghuan glanced at the door behind him, nodded understandingly, and said, "Don't worry. I'll take good care of Leng Chuanjin."
It was just a way to repay him for saving her life this time.
Only then did Yun Ye feel relieved. He said several words of thanks before leaving.
Xia Sanghuan's gaze turned back to the door.
Yun Ye hadn't closed the door tightly just now. She took a few steps forward and through the crack of the door, she saw Leng Chuanjin was dealing with official business at the desk.
Judging from his somewhat tired look, he had probably been dealing with official business for a long time.
Xia Sanghuan thought for a while, then an idea came to her mind. She ran to the kitchen.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door of the room on the left side of the second floor.
Leng Chuanjin didn't even lift his eyes. "Come in."
It was Xia Sanghuan who came in. She walked in briskly, accompanied by the aroma of food.
The man realized what it was. Unconsciously, the ice in his eyes melted away as the atmosphere became more lively.
"Here." A bowl of steaming congee appeared on the desk. Xia Sanghuan placed the spoon neatly. "Patients should eat more lean meat congee to supplement protein."
Leng Chuanjin's hand holding the pen clearly paused.
The corner of his lips curled up unconsciously, but his tone remained flat. "There's no need to go to so much trouble. The nanny will specially make breakfast."
Xia Sanghuan shook her head, looking quite proud. "The nanny won't have such good cooking skills. This bowl of congee is delicious and nutritious. I'm sure no one can compare."
She used to take care of her master on Qingshan Slope. She was used to making those nutritious congees. Making this bowl of congee was a piece of cake for her.
Thinking of her master, a gentle look flashed across her eyes. She urged earnestly, "Hurry and have a taste. It won't delay your breakfast."
Leng Chuanjin was helpless. A warmth that even he didn't notice flowed through his heart.
He went to the washroom to wash his hands. When he turned around and came back, he saw Xia Sanghuan's bright eyes.
They were full of the expectation for him to taste the congee.
Unconsciously, the smile in Leng Chuanjin's eyes deepened.
He picked up the spoon calmly and took a sip of the congee.
"How is it? Isn't it a delicious taste that no one can compare?" Xia Sanghuan pulled a stool and sat beside him, her face full of expectation.
Leng Chuanjin nodded. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly soberly realized the abnormal emotions in his heart.
He tightened the spoon in his hand. At the last moment, his words changed.
"It's really fresh and delicious. Thank you for your hard work."
Xia Sanghuan smiled. "It's not hard..."
"However, you don't need to cook such troublesome congee in the future." He suddenly said.
The smile on Xia Sanghuan's face gradually froze, and the corner of her mouth straightened.
Her hand hanging on the skirt tightened. The look on her face visibly showed a bit of disappointment.
It turned out that the thing she had prepared carefully was just a trouble in Leng Chuanjin's eyes.
Xia Sanghuan's expectant heart instantly fell to the bottom.
"Okay. I won't do it again in the future."
She slowly got up and walked out of the room.
From an angle where no one could see, Leng Chuanjin raised his eyes and slowly looked at the figure at the door.
His face was expressionless.
If it weren't for the slight tightening of his fingertips on the bowl, probably no one could tell that his emotions were surging at this moment.
On the way back to her room, Xia Sanghuan changed her way of thinking.
The purpose of her cooking this bowl of congee was just to repay Leng Chuanjin for saving her life.
It was reasonable that he didn't appreciate it. Xia Sanghuan leaned against the door of her room and took a deep breath.
It was okay. She could just find another way to repay him in the future.
She never owed anyone favors.
Thinking this way, the unhappiness in her heart disappeared instantly. Xia Sanghuan let out a big sigh of relief and threw herself onto the bed.
At lunchtime, Xia Sanghuan came to the first - floor dining room as usual.
She saw the person sitting at the long table. Even before the food was served, Leng Chuanjin was still dealing with official business.
Xia Sanghuan didn't say a word and silently sat on the other side.
This lunch was very depressing, at least in Xia Sanghuan's opinion.
She took a few bites, put down her chopsticks, and was about to go back to her room.
"Wait a minute."
The man's faint voice came from behind.
Xia Sanghuan turned around and slowly walked over. "What's up?"
She admitted that at the moment when she heard Leng Chuanjin call her, her heart skipped a beat.
A seed of emotion seemed to be jumping.
The closer she got to Leng Chuanjin, the more she could feel the ups and downs of her emotions. What was going on?
Xia Sanghuan didn't understand.
By now, she was already standing in front of Leng Chuanjin.
Leng Chuanjin's gaze slowly moved down. "Do you need to apply some ice on your ankle?"
"Ah?"
Following his gaze, Xia Sanghuan also looked down.
This look made her pupils dilate instantly.
Sure enough, there was a swollen red bump on her slender and fair ankle.
"This..." Xia Sanghuan quickly sat on a chair beside her.
She touched the red bump on her ankle. It was a big bulge, looking really bad.
When did she bump it? Xia Sanghuan was a bit confused. She didn't feel it at all.
If Leng Chuanjin hadn't pointed it out, she probably wouldn't have noticed the bump on her ankle for the whole day.
"You probably accidentally bumped it in the storage room."
While Xia Sanghuan was recalling in confusion, Leng Chuanjin had already fetched a first - aid kit from the side.
His tone was calm as he ordered, "Put your leg on the stool. Let me take a look at your injury."
Xia Sanghuan instinctively refused. "No need."
She inexplicably thought of Leng Chuanjin's actions in the past few days. The details were full of his dislike for her.
Since he disliked her, why did he want to help her apply medicine now?
Xia Sanghuan didn't want to have any more contact with him.
Probably not expecting her to answer so straightforwardly, Leng Chuanjin's hand holding the ointment stopped.
He also realized that his action was inappropriate. He quickly agreed.
"Okay, then apply it yourself. Remember to do it three times a day, morning, noon, and night. It will subside faster."
He put the ointment on the table and turned around to go up the stairs.
Xia Sanghuan was a bit confused about Leng Chuanjin.
Since he tried to avoid her, why did he say such caring words?
Watching Leng Chuanjin's departing back, she picked up the ointment and went back to her room.
If according to what Leng Chuanjin said, his caring for Xia Sanghuan was just out of consideration for the friendship between the two families.
To put it bluntly, he was just doing it for Fu Qingshi's sake.
In the study, Leng Chuanjin rubbed his head.
Once this explanation came to mind, then his unconscious caring for Xia Sanghuan could be explained.