Chapter 345: Chapter 343 Si Yuhuan, I’m Scared of You
The doctor couldn’t wait to hand over this thankless task to Jian Xi.
They dared not provoke Si Yuhuan’s temper.
"Okay, I’ll write down the medication procedure for you right away."
Jian Xi studied carefully and earnestly.
After the doctor left, Si Yuhuan stubbornly said, "Actually, you don’t need to learn this. If you let them come, you could rest more..."
"Enough, stop talking nonsense. I’m here, and that’s final."
Jian Xi domineeringly added a few extra soft pillows to his bed.
"Is it a bit more comfortable now?"
Si Yuhuan enjoyed the attentive care.
Jiang Qimeng also professed her love for him, but she had never shown such meticulous care.
"You should rest for a bit too. You’re not in great shape either," Si Yuhuan said.
Listening to him, Jian Xi felt like they were fellow sufferers in their misfortune. His words cleared away much of her gloom, and she couldn’t help but laugh. "Am I made of paper? Don’t worry, I’m not that fragile."
"Built like iron, eh? Alright, let me pinch."
"Hooligan! What are you talking about?" Jian Xi’s face turned red in an instant.
Si Yuhuan kept a straight face. "I said I’d pinch your arm. What were you thinking?"
Jian Xi, "....."
"I’m going to make something to eat. Is there anything specific you’d like?"
She wanted to flee, but Si Yuhuan didn’t give her the chance. "I’ll help you."
"Forget it. Just lie down properly; that’s helping me enough."
"Sweet and sour spare ribs, braised pork, stir-fried celery, Longjing shrimp..."
Jian Xi interrupted him, "Director Si, I’m sorry, but I’m not capable of making an imperial feast. It’s better if you just eat whatever I make."
Jian Xi rolled her eyes at him and went downstairs to order vegetables to be delivered.
In his place, where a fire hadn’t been lit in what felt like a hundred years, she truly wondered where Yan Qing got the audacity to insist that she personally cook for Si Yuhuan.
Half an hour later, the vegetables were delivered.
Jian Xi started to blanch the ribs.
Si Yuhuan came downstairs.
"Didn’t I tell you to rest properly?"
She shot a glance at the man, her face blushing as she quickly covered the pot with its lid.
Si Yuhuan, with his keen eyesight, had already noticed. "Less sugar. I don’t like sweets very much."
"Got it."
Jian Xi responded out of habit and immediately regretted it.
Si Yuhuan was in a good mood, sitting on the sofa watching her bustle about in the kitchen.
Jian Xi grew exasperated.
She really couldn’t break the habit of knowing all his preferences like the back of her hand.
She quickly finished making four dishes and a soup, taking just over forty minutes, her skills surpassing even those of a head chef.
All because Si Yuhuan disliked food from outside, she had spent nearly three years learning to cook from a five-star chef.
Other girls might learn flower arranging, painting, playing the piano, or the xiao; she, however, focused solely on being a good wife and mother.
Thinking back to everything she did for Si Yuhuan in her past life, Jian Xi felt incredibly short-changed.
Si Yuhuan hadn’t eaten something she’d made by hand in a long time. He showed his appreciation by finishing everything on his plate, eating gracefully throughout in a manner that was pleasant to watch.
Jian Xi watched him, somewhat entranced.
This scene... this was once her dream.
"Delicious. If I could eat this every day, I’d probably recover faster."
Jian Xi cleared the dishes. "Stop dreaming."
"I’m just saying. Who knows? It might actually come true!"
Jian Xi scoffed coldly. "Do you think I’m a nanny or something? Cooking for you every day? You wish."
"Then what if I cook for you?"
Jian Xi twisted her lips. "I wouldn’t dare eat it."
The phone suddenly rang.
Jian Xi immediately put down the dishes and ran over.
Si Yuhuan answered the call.
Yan Qing cleared his throat. "Director Si, are you all right?"
Jian Xi was speechless. It was as if he was worried she would mistreat their CEO.
She snatched the phone. "He’s very well, not dead, and still alive and kicking. But I have a very bad temper. If you don’t come back soon, I’m prepared to throw him out."
Yan Qing wasn’t flustered at all. "Miss Jian, you seem to have forgotten that you are currently living in Director Si’s house!"
He kindly reminded her.
Jian Xi was at a loss for words.
Neither of them, master and servant, was any good. Leave it to them to get one over on her!
Filled with gratitude, Yan Qing then relayed some good news to Jian Xi. "We’ve tracked down the hospital where Si Junyan is, thanks to the information your fourth brother provided. Although the other party tried to cover their tracks, we still found traces. Do you want us to surround the place immediately?"
Jian Xi looked towards Si Yuhuan.
"No need," Si Yuhuan ordered.
"What if he escapes?" Jian Xi somewhat disagreed.
She almost knelt in admiration at what Si Yuhuan said next.
"Use some medicine. Let his wounds fester. Make his life worse than death."
When it came to ruthlessness, he was truly in a league of his own!
"Alright, I’ll call my fourth brother about this."
Yan Qing hung up the phone.
Jian Xi immediately sent a message to Jian Sirun.
After receiving a clear reply from him, her mood improved considerably.
"You must be thinking that because I’m so ruthless and unfeeling towards my own family, I’m definitely a cold-blooded animal. You’re starting to carefully reconsider the wrongs I did to you in the past, secretly resolving to draw a clear line between us, right?"
Si Yuhuan grabbed Jian Xi’s hand, his eyes drilling into hers as if piercing through to her soul.
Jian Xi, frightened, shook off his hand in panic.
She had indeed thought so. Could this man read minds?!
"It seems you really do think that of me." Si Yuhuan’s eyes dimmed considerably.
Jian Xi didn’t know what to say. "Anyway, I know you’re scheming to help me get my child back."
"Jian Xi, I wouldn’t do that to you. As for Si Junyan, I gave him countless chances. He only got what he deserved."
"Mhm."
Silence fell between them.
"Si Yuhuan, I knew you were ruthless and unfeeling, but I never thought you’d be a man so utterly without a bottom line, so devoid of morality. I’m just... scared of you," Jian Xi spoke frankly, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.
"I... when it comes to schemes, depth of planning, strategy, and cunning, I’m nothing compared to you. I’m afraid of you."
Si Yuhuan forcefully pulled her into his embrace. "Don’t be afraid of me!"
His voice was low and husky, mesmerizing, making Jian Xi’s soul stir, her focus wavering.
She didn’t push Si Yuhuan away, letting him hold her for a long while. "Making Si Junyan’s wounds fester beyond healing... He cherishes his life so much, he’ll definitely seek the best doctors in the world. That will give my fourth brother more opportunities to get close to and control him. If the people from Secret Gate refuse to treat him, they’ll fall apart. If they agree, they’ll gradually expose their lair. Even if Xinxin doesn’t help us wholeheartedly, you’ll be able to find opportunities to take down these rats from the sewers. Si Yuhuan, you really are very smart."
"As long as you understand my intentions." Si Yuhuan tapped Jian Xi’s forehead. "Still afraid?"
"If I were as smart as you, I’d be even more ruthless."
Admiration overtook fear.
Jian Xi’s eyes lit up.
Si Yuhuan finally felt a sense of relief, privately swearing that he must never reveal this side of himself again.
Shang Fu stood outside, requesting to be seen.
"What’s happened?"
Seeing Shang Fu’s troubled expression, Si Yuhuan raised an eyebrow.
"Secret Gate has promised our boss a sum of money, asking us to mind our own business. What do you think we should do about this, Director Si?"
Jian Xi was somewhat dazed.
Z Group needed to consult Si Yuhuan to handle its problems? Could it be that he was...