Chapter 395: Don’t You Find Me Very Capable?

Old Mr. Wen had begun being more mindful of his health after he was discharged from the hospital. Wen Xinya asked Du Ruo for some herbal remedies that she could use to help Old Mr. Wen improve his health.

Wen Haowen would occasionally bring some tonics and health supplements along with him when he visited Old Mr. Wen. However, he had only ever visited him alone because Old Mr. Wen had warned him against bringing Ning Shuqian with him. He had forbidden Ning Shuqian from stepping into the Wen Family home and even threatened to chase Wen Haowen out too if he were to defy the orders.

After Old Mr. Wen’s health gradually improved, Wen Xinya began going to Lishan Mansion more frequently.

Wen Xinya walked towards the study slowly with the medicine tray. Upon hearing the sounds of chattering coming from inside the room, she knew that Si Yiyan was still in the midst of a video conference.

Just as she was about to leave with the tray, she peeked through the gap in the door and caught sight of Si Yiyan wearing a pair of dark green leisure pants which accentuated his aura.

While the rest of the callers in the video conference were debating in Russian, he casually picked up the cigar on the table and cut off the end of the cigar before grabbing a box of matchsticks. He then took out one matchstick and struck it against the side of the box, after which it lit up with a bright blue flame.

Si Yiyan placed the cigarette near the flame and lit it afire, after which the strong aroma of the cigar filled the air.

He then rubbed his index finger and thumb together before sniffing them gently.

Wen Xinya’s heart began to race. The beauty of a cigar lied in its calm and unruffled streams of smoke. Holding a cigar symbolized careful and precise thinking. She knew... that Si Yiyan was in the midst of devising a strategy and going through a debate.

All of sudden, Si Yiyan said a sentence in German.

The ruckus came to an abrupt halt.

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Si Yiyan then continued to speak fluently in German, which was said to be the most rigorous language in the world where the pronunciation and intonations of every word were emphasized. He sounded extremely stern and formidable with each and every word he spoke, his tongue as sharp as a knife.

Wen Xinya stared at his moving lips and was strangely reminded of the scenes of them kissing each other. His lips were incredibly soft and tender, a stark contrast from now.

Wen Xinya could not help but blush in embarrassment.

As soon as she tried to leave quietly, she noticed the door of the study being opened. Standing by the door composedly and gazing at her with alluring eyes, Si Yiyan said, “Come in. Why are you standing outside?”

Wen Xinya pretended to be calm and entered the study with the tray. “Are you done with the video conference? I was planning to come in again later because I saw that you were busy.”

Si Yiyan held her hand and pulled her onto the couch. “I’m done. No matter how busy I may be, I can’t forgo the time for you to help me change my dressing. That’s the incentive that I deserve.”

“You’re done?” Wen Xinya asked in astonishment. Although she did not understand German, she knew that the situation was tricky because of all the sounds of an argument that she had heard. How could it have been resolved so quickly?

Si Yiyan chuckled and asked, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Nothing much,” Wen Xinya answered. How could I forget that he’s Si Yiyan, also known as Rex from Lucifer!?! Any problem would be a non-issue to him, regardless of how tricky it may be.

Si Yiyan folded his sleeve to expose his fair arm and teased. “Now you know how great of a taste you have in men!”

“You’re just indirectly praising yourself, aren’t you?” Wen Xinya retorted, glaring at him. It seemed he could see through her and read her mind all the time.

Si Yiyan guffawed and asked, “Don’t you think I’m impressive?”

“Fine, you’re impressive, you’re the most capable, alright?” Wen Xinya answered. She could not be bothered to entertain his need to have his ego fed. She stared at his arm muscles which were toned and defined. His figure was comparable to that of a Greek god.

Si Yiyan chuckled softly and watched her undress his wounds with tender care.

“Does your wound still hurt today?” Wen Xinya asked, staring at the grotesque wound on his arm which resembled a centipede. She still felt sorry for him even though the wound was much less terrifying than before.

“My wound has already healed a lot, thanks to your meticulous care. It doesn’t hurt anymore,” he answered. In fact, he was telling the truth, for all the nourishing soups and tonics that she had been feeding him every day had really worked wonders and catalyzed his recovery.

“The doctor said that you’d still have to be careful even though the stitches have been removed. You mustn’t be careless,” said Wen Xinya, who was gently stroking his wound which had already closed up. However, she was still worried because the new skin was still weak and fragile.

The moment she touched his wound which felt painful yet itchy, he felt a sudden tinge of numbness. Feeling a little enticed, he said, “Okay! You call the shots.”

Ever since his parents passed away, he had suffered countless injuries. However, he had never received such meticulous and precise aftercare before. Wen Xinya made sure that he took his medicine regularly to aid the recovery process, and that his diet was restricted to bland and healthy foods. On top of that, he had also adhered to the doctor’s instructions and went on daily walks outside, as well as cut back on his work duration. He would now work for two hours in the morning, three in the afternoon, and three in the evening. He also made it a habit to go to bed before ten every night.

He was addicted to the wonderful feeling of being taken care of.

Wen Xinya cleaned his wound gently with some antiseptic solution before applying a layer of ointment that Du Ruo had concocted for her previously. She then applied some powdered medication on top of the ointment, which would prevent the gauze from sticking to his flesh.

Si Yiyan indulged in the meticulous care that she was showing him. However, he decided to avoid getting injured as far as possible in the future, lest she gets worried.

After helping him change his dressing, she gazed at him with watery eyes and said, “Si Yiyan, refrain from getting injured from now on! It may not be painful for you but... it’d hurt for me.”

Si Yiyan pulled her into his arms and kissed her lips gently like a butterfly. “Yes, I promise you.”

Wen Xinya pressed her face against his chest and rubbed it affectionately against him.