Transmigrated into a Wealthy Family, Acting as Sickly Stepmother
Transmigrated into a Wealthy Family, Acting as Sickly Stepmother Chapter 76.1

Thinking back to when she saved the two children, Feng Yan had been silently checking her injuries. Although he had been by her side the entire time, he hadn’t spoken much.

Observing the calm and expressionless face of the man, Sheng Xia felt a bit uncertain for a moment, wondering if he was angry.

Her eyes darted around, sitting on the bed, she tentatively kicked his legs and looked up at him with an innocent and helpless tone, “Husband, my hand hurts, and I can’t massage it myself. Can you help me, please?”

Feng Yan glanced at her, walked silently into the bathroom, and came out holding a basin of steaming water and a towel.

He squatted in front of her, covering her wrist with the warm towel, bringing a scalding warmth.

The dim yellow light cast down, making the man’s cold features softened.

However, from Sheng Xia’s perspective, his eyelashes were distinct, casting shadows beneath his eyes, and she couldn’t see the color of his gaze.

This was not good; she still couldn’t tell whether he was angry or not.

She moved her hand that was buried in the warm towel, gently lifted it upward, and tentatively hooked his hand, which was holding the towel.

Feng Yan’s movements visibly paused but he still didn’t say anything, just letting her gently sway.

“Husband, why aren’t you saying anything?”

Seeing that Feng Yan still didn’t look at her, Sheng Xia couldn’t help but purse her pink lips, complaining softly, “I’m injured, and you don’t seem to care about me at all.”

When he finally made a move, she met those deep and mysterious black eyes. She couldn’t help but blink her eyes gently, and her long, curly eyelashes made her eyes innocent and beautiful, “Or is it that you’re angry? Why?”

“Do you really not know why I’m angry, Xia Xia?”

Feng Yan spoke calmly, watching Sheng Xia shake her head obediently. He lowered his gaze, his tone indifferent and unpredictable, “Then think about it.”

Sheng Xia: ?

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Wow, he has changed completely! He’s no longer the old ninja turtle; he even has a temper and is having a little quarrel with her!

The system had just come out of the penalty box and found the host casually swimming, unexpectedly playing the hero and getting injured in the process. Now, he was silently sulking.

Upon hearing her complaints, for the first time, the system strongly agreed with Feng Yan’s words: “I also think, Host, you should reconsider.”

Sheng Xia: “…”

After applying a hot compress, Feng Yan spread ointment in his hands, waiting for it to melt before gently covering her wrist.

After a while, not hearing Sheng Xia cry out in pain, he slightly increased the pressure, using a doctor’s technique to massage her.

A faint medicinal fragrance wafted through the room. Sheng Xia’s delicate wrist was held by Feng Yan, and he could feel the smooth and tender skin under his fingertips. Whether it was a pulse or a heartbeat, it throbbed.

In that instant, he couldn’t restrain the force and accidentally increased it.

Although she didn’t feel pain, Sheng Xia took advantage of the situation and said, “Oh dear, it hurts a bit, husband”

“Sorry.” Feng Yan paused, his tone hard to decipher. “But if it hurts even now, won’t it hurt more when catching bad guys?”

Sheng Xia keenly noticed his slight change in mood when he spoke the second half of the sentence and blinked. “So, are you angry about me catching Xiao Xu and Ya Ya without your help?”

Thinking that Fei Yan always seemed to care, she always liked to “charge into battle” thinking she found the key. Clearing her throat, she tried to explain, “But you know the situation at that time, right? There was no time to call for your help. However, you arrived promptly afterward, and everything was fine.”

She genuinely had considered him back then; it wasn’t like she had a choice.

At this moment, Sheng Xia confidently thought until she met his seemingly calm but secretly turbulent dark eyes.


“At that time, the situation was indeed urgent, and there was no way out. But what were you thinking then? Did you believe you could pull them up, or did you know I was nearby, thinking that as long as you held on a bit longer, I would come over?”

Without waiting for Sheng Xia’s response, Feng Yan calmly stated, “Xia Xia, if you had really thought of me, you wouldn’t have stayed silent at that moment.”

“Yes, I think Feng Yan’s lesson is right,” the system enthusiastically agreed in the mind, “Host, you really need to pay attention to your safety. Don’t always put yourself in dangerous situations. This habit is not good.”

Sheng Xia felt a bit tongue-tied for a moment, feeling unusually guilty by their words. But she already knew this habit wasn’t good and had been slowly changing. It wasn’t instinctive—

“Does it hurt?”

Sheng Xia was momentarily puzzled and instinctively tilted her head. “What?”

“During rehabilitation, even with a little movement, you used to cry out in pain and act spoiled, unwilling to continue,” Feng Yan said calmly. “But at that time, when your muscles were already strained from catching them, you endured it without saying anything, even trying to comfort everyone.”

His dark eyes reflected her face as he asked calmly, “If it hurts, why endure it?”

Usually, she would act coquettish at the slightest discomfort, as if she were enduring severe pain. But when actually injured, she remained silent, quietly enduring it.

What caused her to develop this heartbreaking habit?

Feng Yan wasn’t angry; it was more of a helpless and baffled feeling.

Even if she truly unraveled her inner struggles, the past experiences still lingered in her Leaving a mark.

Like a stray cat taken back home, even though aware it has a home now, it couldn’t immediately change its old habits of being cautious and defensive.

In the first moment, she would turn her head to comfort the anxious Jingxu and intentionally pretend to cry to scare the little kids, preventing them from developing psychological shadows. Yet, she consistently ignored her own injuries, pretending nothing was wrong.

Feng Yan had been watching her all along. Throughout the ordeal, Sheng Xia never once furrowed her brows, giving everyone the impression that she was truly fine.

—But just now, during the massage, she had clearly shown a subconscious desire to retreat, a subtle movement.

… Ah, so that’s how it is.

In that instant, Sheng Xia could almost hear her own heartbeat clearly, and her fingers unconsciously curled.

After a while, her gaze slightly flickered, and she tilted her head as if suddenly realizing, “So, you were angry about this.”

“Well, you have a mouth. Why didn’t you just say it directly?” Feng Yan lifted his gaze. Seeing her cheeks slightly flushed, he confidently turned the tables, “If you don’t speak up, how am I supposed to know what you care about?”

“Is there something we can’t communicate about between us? You made me nervous for so long, hmph, so it’s all your fault!”

Seeing her quickly finding reasons to get lively and starting to be difficult, Feng Yan sighed silently and suddenly stood up.

As she looked up in surprise from the scare, he bent down, reaching out to gently hold the back of her neck. He lowered his eyes to meet her unconsciously widened beautiful eyes.

His tall figure blocked the overhead light, casting a sudden shadow. The light and darkness alternated, outlining the handsome contours of the man’s brows and eyes.

Sheng Xia found herself enveloped in his shadow, the proximity making it seem like if he moved just a bit, he could kiss her eyes.

The man’s somewhat rough fingertips gently caressed the delicate skin on the back of her neck. Sheng Xia instinctively trembled, her eyelashes fluttering, expressing a fragile tenderness like butterfly wings.

She was not one to be shy, but in this intimate and ambiguous atmosphere, her heartbeat unconsciously accelerated, and her cheeks were warmed by the setting.

With beautiful innocent eyes wide open, Sheng Xia stared at him, unblinking, watching his face slowly approaching hers.

Just as she could feel his warm breath, Feng Yan suddenly stopped.

After a brief pause, he raised his other hand, helplessly covering Sheng Xia’s sparkling eyes.

However, before he could continue, Sheng Xia suddenly let out a small sneeze.

And the sneezes seemed unstoppable; she couldn’t help but lower her head, covering her nose and sneezing a few more times. When she raised her head again, she was met with the man’s helpless yet amusing expression.

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