Shen Shiyu was overjoyed. She quickly peeled the apple.
"You must eat the whole apple obediently. Do you hear me?"
Bo Siming nodded with a soft smile. "Got it."
After watching her leave, he quickly took out the phone hidden under the pillow and returned to the chat box.
His eyes instantly softened with tenderness, and he even stole a silly smile.
"Ruier, I miss you so much."
The reply came instantly. "Do you say this to every woman?"
Bo Siming's cheeks flushed with excitement. He pressed the phone screen to send a voice message.
"How could that be? I'm only gentle with you."
Shen Ximan clicked on his voice message. The affected bubbly voice almost made her vomit. She curled her lips in disgust but still forced herself to reply.
"I really want to hold you in my arms, just like on the yacht."
"Sister, I've made sparerib soup. Come and have a taste quickly."
Xue Xiaoqi walked carefully down the stairs with a tray in her hand.
Shen Ximan threw her phone aside and quickly went to greet her.
"Didn't I tell you to let the servant bring it? Your hand isn't fully healed yet. Don't do these delicate jobs."
"My hand is much better. Thanks to you treating me every day. You're even better than those doctors in the hospital! If you opened a hospital, it would definitely outshine any in Yancheng!"
Shen Ximan sat down with a smile and picked up the soup spoon to blow on it.
"You have such a sweet mouth."
She took a sip of the soup. It was light, savory, and the combination of the tender meat and corn both whetted her appetite and satisfied her cravings.
"It tastes really good. Did you make it?"
Xue Xiaoqi blushed. "I've always wanted to cook some delicious dishes for you, but I can only make these home - cooked meals."
"Home - cooked meals are great. I haven't had home - cooked food for a long time."
Shen Ximan recalled the past. It seemed that the last time she had home - cooked food was when she was a child, made by her mother. There were no delicacies like abalone or roast wings back then, just the most ordinary vegetables.
Even so, she still ate with gusto and the taste lingered in her memory.
Suddenly, memories of Bo Jingyu emerged.
"Xiaoqi, can you make stir - fried sliced pork with tender tofu?"
She didn't know why, but she suddenly thought of the time when she cooked for Bo Jingyu. She had confidently prepared the dish for him to taste, but it didn't turn out as expected, and she had been quite frustrated.
"Sure! That dish is really easy! I'll make it for you tomorrow."
The two of them sat at the table, chatting cheerfully.
Outside the small window came the happy sounds of An Ruo playing with several large dogs.
Harpas Mountain is located in the far west of Yancheng and is a scenic resort.
A week ago, Shen Ximan had planned to bring Bo Yanhai here.
It was a place where they wouldn't be found by outsiders and wouldn't be tied down by all kinds of public opinions. It was a free and suitable place for retirement.
After dinner, Xue Xiaoqi secretly climbed to the foot of the mountain. The signal there was strong, and she could surf the Internet and make calls smoothly.
Beep... beep...
"General Manager Xue." Qian Li's magnetic and hoarse voice came through.
"How's the situation with the young master?"
"The effect is not significant. Many professors are at their wits' end," he said warily as he looked around and found a quiet place to talk. "How's your hand? Remember to change the dressing regularly and don't touch water too much."
The sudden concern made Xue Xiaoqi's heart pound.
"Thanks... It's much better."
"I have something to ask of you."
The flush on her face hadn't faded yet, and her voice became softer involuntarily.
"Go ahead."
"The second master already knows about the old master's fake death. He's been looking for Miss Shen non - stop day and night and hardly sleeps well."
Xue Xiaoqi's mood gradually calmed down. "I can't say anything about this."
"The relationship between sister and the second young master is not something we can easily interfere with. They have their own ideas.
Sister doesn't want to show up in front of him now because she doesn't want to burden herself. When she's ready to show up, we don't need to say anything."
Qian Li was also very troubled.
Both masters made them, their subordinates, worry. They felt both pity and trepidation.
"I understand. Take care of yourself. Try to keep in touch every day. I need to know about your recovery."
Xue Xiaoqi's face burned again, and she was silent for a long time without replying.
Qian Li looked at his phone. The call was still on.
"General Manager Xue? Are you there?"
"Why... Why do you care so much about my recovery?"
She summoned up the courage to say what was on her mind.
"What do you think?"
He gave a naughty chuckle. His magnetic voice lingered in Xue Xiaoqi's ear, as if trying to coax her into saying it herself.
"I... I'm going to rest. Bye!"
Thump, thump.
She clenched the phone and pressed it against her chest. It felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She couldn't control it at all.
That guy must have done it on purpose!
He deliberately took her as a source of amusement and deliberately flirted with her!
After comforting herself for a while, Xue Xiaoqi hurried back into the house.
"Sister Xue~"
An Ruo ran over out of breath with the dogs. "Where's sister?"
"She's probably busy with work. Are you hungry, Third Miss? I made delicious sparerib soup. How about having some and then going to bed?"
"Okay~"
During the days on the mountain, Xue Xiaoqi had figured out Shen Ximan's daily routine. In the few hours after dinner, there was a 90% chance that she would be in the single guest room on the first floor.
She was specially treating Bo Yanhai with acupuncture.
Rustle, rustle, rustle. Shen Ximan was taking notes of today's data with a notebook and a pen.
Grandpa obviously showed signs of waking up.
But strangely, every time she thought she was about to succeed, he would close his eyes that were just slightly open.
This had happened more than once.
It seemed that there was something in Grandpa's heart that he strongly resisted.
It was holding him back from waking up.
"Grandpa, you've been lying in bed for almost two years. Do you want your eldest grandson to continue doing those immoral things?"
Shen Ximan said seriously beside Bo Yanhai's bed.
"I've been persistently treating you just waiting for you to wake up and clear my past grievances! Don't blame me for being too selfish and blunt. I've been forced into this."
She reached out and twisted the needle on his arm.
Suddenly, Bo Yanhai's finger twitched.
Shen Ximan was startled and quickly looked at his face.
"Man..."
Chills ran down her spine. She stood up abruptly.
"Grandpa, Grandpa! Are you awake?"
Bo Yanhai groaned a few times in his throat and then fell into a coma again.
The reaction that lasted less than thirty seconds boosted Shen Ximan's confidence.
The dawn of success was in sight. Her efforts were worth it!
After filling in today's data, she walked out nervously.
The weather on the mountain was changeable. It was sunny just now, but now it was pouring rain.
The autumn rain was cold. She hugged her arms and rubbed them.
Shen Ximan's revenge plan was already half - completed. As long as Bo Yanhai could wake up and speak normally, she would be free from her shackles.