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Thinking that Lin Xuan's little feet were probably going to freeze to death, she bent down and picked up the cotton wool from the bedroom, then brought it over to Lin Xuan who was currently staring at the kettle in the kitchen.

Seeing Lin Xuan holding onto her chin and standing there with her back facing him looking at the water bottle with a sad expression, Zhou Chen decided to go and get pimples.

"Ah …" "It's scalding me to death." Lin Xuan immediately retracted his hand.

Seeing these tiny movements, Zhou Chen laughed, and moved his throat. Lin Xuan hurriedly blinked her eyes. Now, she finally felt the pain from her fingertips.

"Do you have any medicine for burns?" A dense cloud suddenly floated into Lin Xuan's eyes, and then, she placed his hand in front of Zhou Chen's eyes and shook it.

Zhou Chen smacked his head in his heart, damn it, he actually forgot about the important matter. He dragged Lin Xuan to the side of the pond, and started up the water tap to rush towards her red fingers.

Luckily, the burn only reached between two fingers. About a centimeter long!

After rushing past someone, Zhou Chen dragged Lin Xuan to the living room's dining table and sat him down without saying anything further, then went to look for medicinal herbs.

Although this place didn't live here, it was still very well-equipped. Every week, there would be a regular servant that would clean up the place, so no matter when they came in, it would be very clean.

Lin Xuan sat on the sofa and looked at Zhou Chen's figure walking around. The corner of his mouth raised into a smile that he had not noticed before, and his gaze was still following Zhou Chen's movements.

Zhou Chen did not even need to look to know that the fiery gaze belonged to Lin Xuan. The smile on his face was obvious, but when he took the ointment and applied it to her, his smile vanished.

"I'll do it myself!" Seeing that Zhou Chen's expression didn't seem to be good, Lin Xuan proposed to take the cotton swab and ointment from his hands timidly.

Zhou Chen looked at her coldly without saying a word. His hands stopped in midair, he did not know whether to advance or retreat. His eyes blinked, as if he was saying, I don't seem to have provoked you, right! Then he lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

"Then she felt a cool sensation on her fingertip and retracted her hand." Aren't you afraid of the pain? " Zhou Chen's voice sounded beside Lin Xuan's ears.

"Grab Lin Xuan's hand and apply the medicine on her." Don't touch the water. Go and rest first! Washing your feet is something that should be done slowly in the future. If you feel that it's impossible, you can wash your feet everyday! " Zhou Chen whispered into her ear.

His words were very sincere, but Zhou Chen's chuckle made Lin Xuan feel uncomfortable. He glared at him fiercely, then stood up and left.

But Lin Xuan, who was usually cautious, acted very sloppy in front of Zhou Chen. She stepped on a round bottle and leaned forward.

Seeing that, Zhou Chen stood up and pulled her slender waist, then moved behind his, causing Lin Xuan's entire person to heavily smash onto his body.

"Why can't you be smarter? How could Xing Junjun hire you like this, and even help you set up an independent studio? "

The infuriated Lin Xuan jabbed her elbow backwards, coincidentally aiming straight at Zhou Chen's waist. Once again, he heard his muffled groan, and then, the hand around her waist shrank back.

He stood up quickly and turned around with an anxious look on his face, "Are you alright!? I didn't use that much strength just now, so why does it hurt so much? "

"Then let me try hitting you. You actually hit my kidney! "What if it breaks? How can I pass on my legacy?" Zhou Chen looked at her with a wronged expression, while holding onto his waist, he showed a painful expression.

When Lin Xuan heard the words "successor", she was stunned. Is this person alright?

Zhou Chen saw the unfathomable change in Lin Xuan's expression. Sometimes it was sympathy, and sometimes it was sadness.

"Hey, hey, Lin Xuan, are you alright!" Zhou Chen asked.

"It's fine, it's fine." Lin Xuan got up, and sat beside him, pulling his hand, "Don't give yourself so much pressure, don't you think you can share the work matters with others? "If this goes on, who knows how stupid this will be!"

When Zhou Chen heard the words at the beginning, he was comforted inwardly, but the more he listened, the more unreliable he became! Ye Zichen frowned. "And then?"

"Then, take Ya Ting out to play, go out and relax. The child in her womb is only one or two months old now, don't be anxious. As long as you endure for 10 months, you can continue to pass on your legacy! " Although she said these words calmly, she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart.

Zhou Chen's frown deepened as he grabbed her hand and looked at her with eyes full of reproach and hatred. It was as if he wanted to swallow Lin Xuan whole.

Lin Xuan naturally shrunk her neck back. Although his movements were small, Zhou Chen could still clearly see his movements.

"Is that what you think? Is this how you want others to pass on my legacy? " Zhou Chen's cold face and voice revealed a hint of coldness, causing Lin Xuan to unconsciously quiver.

Looking at his ice-cold face, she didn't know what to say. Her eyes were filled with panic. Luckily, something had saved her life.

The water in the kitchen was already boiling and the kettle was making a sharp noise. Lin Xuan's eyes turned and looked towards the kitchen, "The water is boiling, I'll go get some water." She broke free from his grasp and was about to stand up.

"Go back to your room and rest! It's late. " Zhou Chen had already stood up and went to the kitchen.

Taking small steps, not daring to make a sound, she walked into the bedroom and slept on the side, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. In the end, she picked up the phone, but no one called her.

He was curled up in the blanket like a silkworm chrysalis. Zhou Chen sat on the other side of the bed, leaning on the headboard. The two seemed to be a couple in the cold war.