People born in the 80s became relocated households

Chapter 212 Careful Care

When she opened the package, her face turned red with embarrassment, and inside was the underwear he bought for her.

Without stopping for a few seconds, I put it on quickly, and it was amazing that the whole set of clothes fit perfectly.

"Xiaoya, are you ready? Come out and have something to eat."

Hearing the sound, I opened the door and saw Jiang Shuya with wet hair and wearing a white shirt.

After taking a bath, her face was flushed, and her fair skin was glowing. Lin Moxiao's throat rolled, and he went forward to hug her; "Come, drink the nutritious soup I made for you."

Sitting down at the dining table, Jiang Shuya took a look at the bowl of nutritious soup, picked up the spoon and took a sip. It had a faint medicinal aroma.

"Is it delicious? I made it. If you like it, drink more and finish it." Lin Moxiao, who was sitting next to him, stared at her gently.

Jiang Shuya didn't have much appetite. She never had the habit of eating dinner, so she frowned.

"Is it not tasty? Very unpalatable?"

Lin Moxiao also took a sip;

"It's OK. This is Angelica Blood-Replenishing Soup. It contains several Chinese herbs that can enhance immunity, replenish qi and blood, regulate menstruation and relieve pain."

Jiang Shuya's voice was low and hoarse;

"Sorry, I have no appetite. I rarely eat at night, but this bowl of soup should be fine."

There were several dishes on the table, all of which were nutritious and easy to digest. However, Jiang Shuya only drank the soup in the bowl and had no appetite to eat anything else.

Her behavior did not arouse Lin Moxiao's anger. He looked at her with eyes full of heartache;

"Why don't you take care of yourself? No wonder you've lost weight. Come on, eat less. Just half a bowl of rice. I made you steamed shrimp with egg custard. It tastes great. Didn't you say before that you wanted to try my cooking?"

His tone was extremely gentle, and he patiently and caringly brought the food to her mouth;

"How about I feed you?"

Seeing that she didn't say anything, he said again;

"Give me some face, I'm too lazy to cook, just eat a little, be good."

Jiang Shuya felt a little awkward and took the food he handed over;

''I can do it myself.''

She didn't dare eat too much and tried to chew slowly. Eating too much would cause her pain at night and she really didn't want to suffer with the stomachache until dawn.

Seeing how seriously she was eating, Lin Moxiao's smile widened and he picked up a few other dishes for her.

I have to say that the dishes he cooks are really delicious, fresh and fragrant, with the right balance of saltiness and savory flavors. It seems that there is a reason why most professional chefs are men.

She spoke very little, without a smile, and chewed the food in the bowl quietly. However, Lin Moxiao enjoyed it very much, with stars in his eyes and spoke softly. At this moment, Jiang Shuya concluded that this man had two sides. When she went along with him, everything was beautiful, but when she went against him, everything was earth-shattering.

After dinner, Jiang Shuya was fixing her hair after it had been blow-dried. She had just taken a look around the four-bedroom, two-living-room house. It was very large, and although it was fully equipped, it was very empty. Perhaps because it was just bought, there was no smell of home, which was very suitable for a cold and elegant person like her.

At night, she came to the bathroom and saw Lin Moxiao carefully helping her iron the yellow dress. His persistence was particularly charming. Jiang Shuya had to admit that although this man had hurt her, she would still be moved because he did something for her.

She pulled herself back to reality, lowered her head, brushed her teeth and washed her face.

Because there were no feminine products, she simply washed her face, found a small bedroom, and planned to make the bed to sleep in. After looking around, she couldn't find any quilt.

There are four rooms, only two bedrooms have beds, and only the master bedroom has a quilt. It is obvious that that is where Lin Moxiao sleeps.

When she was frowning, Lin Moxiao came over, picked her up without saying anything, and walked into the master bedroom.

''You sleep here tonight.''

Walking into the large bed, he lifted the covers and laid her on it;

"Don't look at it, this is the only bedroom with a quilt."

Jiang Shuya raised her eyes and said, "I sleep here, where do you sleep?"

Lin Moxiao lay down beside her:

"Where do you think I should sleep? You are the hostess of this house, so it is not reasonable for you to sleep in the guest room."

Jiang Shuya's heart shrank and she moved to the side. He followed her in and did not forget to pinch her face;

"After washing your face, you don't even use skincare products. You look pretty confident."

She continued to move inward, trying to avoid his invasion. Lin Moxiao was afraid that his actions would annoy her, so he stopped teasing her.

"I have something to do in the study. You go to sleep first. I'll come back to accompany you after I'm done."

He has been really busy these days, shuttling back and forth between the company, Meiyuan, Nancheng, and Hexi. The company is his grandmother's property, Meiyuan is his grandmother's home, and his grandmother's condition is very unstable, sometimes getting better and sometimes getting worse.

It is a concern that he cannot let go of. The company is a place where he must preside over decision-making. Nancheng is a piece of land that has just been acquired after the relocation of Jiangning Garment Factory. The garment factory needs to be rebuilt. Many tasks need to be decided by him, including the placement of personnel, factory planning, modification of new manufacturing machines, purchase of embossing machines, and capital movements.

He urgently needed a new assistant to take charge of the situation, so that he could spare enough time to be in Hexi, to be with her, to win her back, to compensate her. What he wanted was always simple: a job he loved and someone to spend his days with.

Some people tend to forget the time once they start working. In the dead of night, he finally sent out the last document, stretched his body and went to the bedroom.

Jiang Shuya was lying on the bed, curled up in the quilt, and seemed to be alert even in her sleep. He curled his lips and helped her pull the quilt up. He lay aside, listening to her even breathing, and slowly fell asleep.

He slept particularly soundly that night. Having been disturbed by the devil for a long time, it was rare for him to sleep until dawn. When he woke up, Jiang Shuya had already gotten out of bed and put on her clothes.

She had something important to do today, so she got up relatively early. Seeing that he was still sleeping, she did not disturb him. After washing up in the morning, she wanted to slip away, but when she came to the door, she couldn't open it. She suddenly remembered that he used a magnetic card yesterday. She searched the entrance but couldn't find it, so she searched his cloakroom but found nothing.

Later I went to the study, it was empty. There were only a few books on the bookshelf and a computer on the table. The drawer of the table was locked and could not be opened.

Jiang Shuya couldn't help but start muttering and stood outside the bedroom for a while; could it be that the door was stuck on him?

So she tiptoed into the room, saw that he was still sleeping, reached into the quilt, touched his clothes, and found the pocket of his pajamas. There was only one pocket on his pajamas, and there was still nothing. Just as she sighed helplessly, she didn't know that he pulled her closer to the quilt, and before she could resist, he pressed her under him.