Chapter 5: Check on Jiang Yan’s Detailed Information

Yu Lan saw that Jiang Yan’s face was pale with fear and panic, but her eyes weren’t darting around. With a stern face, after a moment she said, “Since you can move around freely now, come back and take care of Yancheng.”

“What?” Li Yancheng’s voice rose a pitch. “Mom…”

Yu Lan glanced at Li Yancheng but ignored him, turning and leaving the room.

Only the two of them remained.

Their eyes met.

His were full of harshness and coldness.

Hers were filled with fear and helplessness.

“CEO… good…” Jiang Yan struggled to her feet from the floor, waving at Li Yancheng with an awkward smile. “Hehe…”

Li Yancheng naturally ignored her, turning his wheelchair to face away, not wanting to see her.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan, understandingly, endured the pain and quickly walked forward, her tone gentle yet cautious: “CEO, let me help.”

Although Li Yancheng had woken up, he had been bedridden for half a year, his physical functions had deteriorated, and he still couldn’t walk easily, currently relying on a wheelchair.

Li Yancheng’s hand rested on the wheelchair, and Jiang Yan’s hand reached out to assist, her hand landing on the back of his.

It covered the back of his hand…

Li Yancheng’s body stiffened.

The next second, Li Yancheng violently flung Jiang Yan’s hand away, sharply saying, “What are you doing?”

“I-I-I…” Jiang Yan’s hand stung from being thrown away, but she could only endure the pain and quickly explain, “I didn’t mean to, I just thought you weren’t able to do it yourself, so I wanted to help.”

“I don’t need your help!”

Li Yancheng remembered a few days ago when he was lying in bed, and this woman helped him undress and wipe his body.

Although he was a vegetative patient at the time and couldn’t move, his brain was conscious.

His anger intensified, and he pointed to the door: “Get out!”

Jiang Yan stood there, her delicate face full of panic and fear, shaking her head slightly: “Madam asked me to stay and take care of you, I dare not leave without permission.”

Li Yancheng’s icy expression clearly showed increased impatience and anger.

But he was currently in a wheelchair, and if Jiang Yan didn’t leave, he couldn’t do anything to her.

If he angered Yu Lan, it would also be troublesome.

Seeing Li Yancheng turning his wheelchair towards the bathroom, Jiang Yan quickly asked, “Do you need my help?”

“No.” Li Yancheng said coldly.

When Li Yancheng came out of the bathroom, he saw Jiang Yan standing quietly at the door, seemingly waiting for him.

Watching Li Yancheng roll his wheelchair, Jiang Yan didn’t dare to easily offer help.

She just followed behind him, waiting to be called upon if he needed anything.

Li Yancheng reached his desk by the window. He struggled to stand from the wheelchair and sat in his office chair.

Jiang Yan saw him open his laptop and seriously began working.

She quietly poured a glass of warm water and gently placed it aside.

Then she cut a plate of fruit and put it there as well.

Li Yancheng’s gaze remained fixed on the computer, his fingers tapping the keyboard.

But his peripheral vision noticed the water and fruit on the desk.

Perhaps thirsty, Li Yancheng casually picked up the water glass and drank a large gulp of water.

Jiang Yan, seeing him drink twice, guessed that the glass might be empty.

Then she quietly walked over and refilled his water.

Li Yancheng worked until nightfall, when the maid brought the meal.

Jiang Yan arranged the dishes on the table. She knew Li Yancheng disliked her, so she didn’t urge him to eat, just quietly waiting.

Finally, Li Yancheng closed his laptop, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples.

The office desk wasn’t far from the dining table, only a few steps away. Li Yancheng didn’t use his wheelchair, but tried to slowly walk over.

The first few steps were fine, but on the last step, Li Yancheng’s body swayed to the left.

Jiang Yan was beside him, seeing him about to fall, quickly stepped forward to support him.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yan was a woman, with limited strength.

Not only did she fail to support Li Yancheng, but she was knocked to the ground by him.

“Ah…” Jiang Yan cried out in pain.

Li Yancheng didn’t expect her to help him, nor did he expect to fall on top of her.

The girl’s soft body made Li Yancheng’s fall painless.

In the confusion, his hand seemed to have landed on something soft…

Li Yancheng immediately retracted his hand and swallowed.

He opened his mouth to say something, but it came out as: “Useless!”

The cold voice echoed in Jiang Yan’s ears.

Jiang Yan bit her lip in grievance, tears welling up in her eyes.

She saw Li Yancheng move to the side, using his hands to push himself up.

Blinking her eyes, Jiang Yan still stood up and reached out to help him.

“Don’t…” Li Yancheng subconsciously wanted to push her away and say he didn’t need help.

But Jiang Yan’s small hand was already on his arm.

Seeing her enduring the pain yet using all her strength to help him, the unspoken words died in Li Yancheng’s throat.

Sitting in the chair, Li Yancheng ate with chopsticks.

Jiang Yan stood quietly beside him.

“Need me to invite you?” It was still a cold voice.

“Huh?” Jiang Yan understood Li Yancheng’s words, her aggrieved eyes instantly brightening.

She stood there for a while, tentatively taking a step forward and sitting down.

Seeing Li Yancheng didn’t speak, she boldly picked up her chopsticks.

The two ate in silence.

After the meal, Li Yancheng saw Jiang Yan enter the bathroom and close the door.

He sat in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the desk, making a rhythmic, crisp sound.

The next second, a phone call was made.

“Check on Jiang Yan’s detailed information.”

For Li Yancheng, inexplicably having a strange wife was unacceptable.

With his status, even as a vegetative patient, many women would want to marry him.

Jiang Yan’s agreement to marry a vegetative patient was undoubtedly for his money.

Li Yancheng couldn’t bring himself to be kind to such a woman.

When Jiang Yan came out, she went directly to Li Yancheng’s side.

Li Yancheng saw her and was about to tell her to go away and not disturb him when he noticed her slightly biting her lip, her face pale.

Li Yancheng’s eyebrows visibly moved, but he didn’t speak.

“Could you help me put some medicine on? I can’t reach it myself.” Jiang Yan’s voice was filled with pain, much weaker.

Jiang Yan turned around, gently lifting her loose nightgown.

On her otherwise beautiful and fair back were crisscrossing wounds.

The whip wounds, which had been healing for ten days and were almost healed, had reopened when she fell while helping Li Yancheng.

Blood covered her entire back.

Jiang Yan had been enduring the pain during dinner.