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The only sound that could be heard was the breathing of the two of them. Jiang Siming looked down at her with a smile that was not a smile.

Yin Jiaren was startled, she never thought that Jiang Siming's injuries would be so severe, the blisters on his back had all burst and water was flowing out.

"Does it hurt?"

Yin Jiaren felt her nose sour. She was obviously injured to this extent, but Jiang Siming still acted as if nothing had happened.

Because his back was facing her, Jiang Siming did not see Yin Jiaren's expression, and only responded indifferently.

Opening the medicine, Yin Jiaren carefully applied a cotton swab on her scalded skin. Originally, it should have been a cool feeling, but for some reason, Jiang Siming felt a burst of hot and dry heat.

After applying the medicine for more than 10 minutes, Yin Jiaren was drenched in sweat, and then she heaved a sigh of relief.

"Alright, be careful. As far as you can, don't touch the water while taking a bath."

Before she finished speaking, Yin Jiaren exclaimed in shock, she felt her waist being embraced, and her entire body falling down onto Jiang Siming's body.

"It's a problem not to touch the water and take a bath."

With one hand on her waist and the other on his chin, Jiang Siming said with difficulty.

She sat so intimately on Jiang Siming's body, causing Yin Jiaren to feel unwell all over, her face becoming so red that sshe couldn't see her, he struggled to get up from Jiang Siming's body, but how could she be stronger than him? After struggling for a long time, Jiang Siming actually managed to hold onto her even more tightly.

"Is Madam shy?"

Jiang Siming's low and rich voice that was filled with magnetism exploded right beside his ear. Yin Jiaren's brain immediately exploded with a bang, completely losing the ability to think.

Jiang Siming lowered his head to look at her shy look, and couldn't help but be in a good mood. He had originally planned to teach her a lesson regarding dinner, but seeing this woman's appearance, Jiang Siming laughed and shook his head, thinking that it was better.

"Then... "I remember, I have something to give you."

Her head becoming anxious, Yin Jiaren could only blurt out one sentence. Jiang Siming was somewhat suspicious, "What is it?"

The more Yin Jiaren was worried, the more she couldn't say a word, and she felt like she was tongue-tied.

"In …" In my room, I'll go get it for you! "

As she spoke, Yin Jiaren took advantage of the moment when Jiang Siming slipped in and rushed into her room to lean against the door and breathe heavily. The feeling of being alone with that man was simply too terrible!

But very quickly, Yin Jiaren was in trouble, where could she find something for him?

When his gaze touched the paper bag on the table, Yin Jiaren's eyes lit up. Last time, she had almost lost her son, so she did not dare to take the clothes out to Jiang Siming.

With that thought, Yin Jiaren took the bag and went next door to Jiang Siming's room.

"Hey, this is for you. I forgot to give it to you. Pay more attention to the wounds on your back. I won't disturb your rest. Good night!"

After saying all that in one breath, Yin Jiaren didn't even dare to go in. She put the bag on the table beside the door, turned around, and ran back to her room.

Jiang Siming watched everything expressionlessly, and only when he was alone in the room did his gaze fall on the bag on the table.

Wasn't that the suit he had seen when he came back from England the other day?

When she saw the set of clothes, she felt that it was way too different from her own. Naturally, she thought that Yin Jiaren had bought these clothes for other men.

An indescribable feeling melted from Jiang Siming's heart. Jiang Siming remembered that the only person who took the initiative to buy clothes for him other than his own mother, was Yin Jiaren.

Unable to hold back his smile, Jiang Siming took out his phone and sent a message to the assistant.

"Tell me the studio that provided me the clothes, that I don't need to send any more clothes in the future."

What clothes could compare to his own wife?

The next day, when Jiang Siming went to the company wearing this set of clothes, everyone who saw him gaped in shock.

Why was the president, who usually only knew how to wear cold coloured clothes, wearing it so brightly today?

Along the way, Jiang Siming received many breathtaking looks and couldn't help but recall the scene when Yin Jiaren saw him when he was about to leave the house in the morning.

"Oh my god, this set of clothes is too fitting for you!"

Yin Jiaren was extremely proud of herself as she said this, it proved that she had no problems with her judgement.

Even Jiang Yuan, who was sitting at the dining table, was stunned as he said in a childish voice, "Dad, it's good!"

Jiang Siming didn't have much of an expression, but he was naturally secretly happy in his heart.

"Look how nice it is for you to wear lighter colored clothes. You seem much younger!" Just as she said that, Yin Jiaren regretted it. As expected, Jiang Siming's face darkened.

"You mean I usually look old?"

Yin Jiaren quickly waved his hands, "No, no, how could I dare to think like that? "I just feel that you are wearing too serious during normal times. Even from afar, the clothes you bought don't look like those worn by children at all."

After saying that, Yin Jiaren raised an eyebrow at her son.

Jiang Siming's expression softened a little. During this period of time, the clothes that his son was wearing were much more adorable.

"In that case, we'll leave all our clothes to you from now on." He took out a black card from his wallet and handed it to the woman.

"It's fine if you want to buy something to swipe this card."

With that, Jiang Siming turned and left. In a place where Yin Jiaren could not see, she revealed a smile …

When the assistant came in to deliver the documents, she almost dropped them on the ground when she saw Jiang Siming.

"Chief... CEO, did you get a new studio to provide clothes for you? "

Inwardly, this wasn't something an assistant of his should ask, but he couldn't help but ask curiously. Last night, he was already shocked to see the CEO's message in the middle of the night.

Jiang Siming put down the brush in his hand, and leaned back with a faint nod of his head, "I guess so."

The assistant was a little happy. Seeing that Jiang Siming seemed to be in a good mood, he laughed and said, "CEO, looking at you, it's like you're in love."

After saying that, the assistant quickly covered her mouth. She thought her life was too long, how could she say such words to the CEO?

But unexpectedly, Jiang Siming's reprimand did not come out. The assistant carefully looked at him and realized that the CEO was not the slightest bit angry.

This... What was going on?

"Love?"

This was the first time that Jiang Siming had felt somewhat curious about this word that was completely foreign to him.

"What does it feel like to be in love?"

Hearing that, the assistant widened his eyes in shock. Did he hear it right? The CEO that never approached women actually asked him how it felt to fall in love?!