Quick Wear: The Heirless Boss Wants to Get Close to Her Every Day

Chapter 691 Gentle Professor vs. Medical Genius Girl (23)

When Han Yu entered her house, he saw a girl sitting on the sofa with a wine bottle next to her.

He crouched down and took the wine bottle from Shen Shuyi's hand, but the drunk girl pitifully tried to snatch it back.

"Brother Yu, I want to drink more."

Han Yu took all the bottles of wine and put them in the kitchen. When he came back, he saw that her fair face was flushed and she looked drunk.

He recalled the scene of her meeting her two older brothers not long ago, and he awkwardly offered words of comfort.

"Don't drink anymore, I'll make you some hangover soup later."

Shen Shuyi listened to his gentle voice and said, "I'm not drunk yet, I don't want to drink hangover soup."

Han Yu met her beautiful eyes as she looked up to speak, her eyes glistening with tears, and her lips glistening with moisture as she spoke.

"Don't you have a headache or feel uncomfortable when you're drunk?" He tried to lower himself down to look her in the eye.

"Brother Yu," Shen Shuyi's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of grievance, "heartache is more painful than being drunk."

Han Yu pulled out a tissue and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Xiao Yi, what happened?"

This gentle concern brought Shen Shuyi to tears.

She leaned weakly against Han Yu's shoulder and began to talk about her family matters with a wronged expression.

From the Shen family to the Meng family.

"Once, I had a fever and my exam performance was poor, so my grades dropped several places."

"They...they won't give me food."

"I'm so hungry, the room is so dark, and I'm so scared."

"I thought things would be better once I returned to my biological parents' home, but they wouldn't even glance at me; all they could see was Meng Linyan."

"Brother Yu, I didn't push Meng Linyan down the stairs, but my own brother still came to accuse me and demanded that I apologize."

"They even said they'd break my legs."

Han Yu listened patiently, wiping away her tears from time to time, and responding appropriately.

"Don't be afraid, I'll cook lots of delicious food for you from now on."

"Your brother will protect you and won't let anyone hurt you."

"Xiaoyi, don't cry."

Shen Shuyi sniffled and nestled in Han Yu's arms, soaking his shirt with her tears.

She whispered, "I'm sorry, Brother Yu, I've gotten your shirt all dirty."

"It's okay." Han Yu didn't push away the girl who was leaning against him. He looked away somewhat awkwardly when he smelled her sweet fragrance.

He asked in a low voice, "Can you go wash your face and sit on the sofa to relax?"

"I'll make you a hangover soup; it'll be ready in ten minutes."

Shen Shuyi shook her head, "No."

Her voice was still choked with sobs.

Helpless, Han Yu could only gently comfort the person in his arms, almost to the point of pulling him onto his lap to soothe him.

He had one arm around her and the other hand stroking her back, speaking gently.

"Your eyes will get swollen if you cry any more."

Shen Shuyi quickly rubbed against his chest, wiping her tears onto his shirt.

"I'm not crying anymore."

Han Yu picked her up and sat her down on the sofa. "I'll go get you a towel to wipe your face."

When he returned with the wet towel, he saw the girl sitting obediently, watching him intently as he approached, as if afraid he would abandon her.

Han Yu knelt down in front of her and gently wiped her face. Her face was flushed, and the drunkenness in her eyes had faded somewhat.

"Alright, I'll make you some hangover soup."

Just as he turned around, a small hand tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"I'm going too." Shen Shuyi clung to him, pulling on his clothes as they followed him to the kitchen.

Han Yu brushed the strands of hair that were stuck to her face behind her ear. She was so amazing in medicine, but in life she was still a child who lacked love.

He sighed, a pang of heartache in his eyes, "Okay."

Shen Shuyi watched him methodically prepare the hangover soup. She didn't speak; her eyes were red and swollen from crying, making her look pitiful.

Han Yu let the hangover soup he had cooked cool down, "Drink it and take a nap."

"Thank you." Shen Shuyi held the bowl with both hands and drank the hangover soup, her gaze falling on Han Yu.

His shirt was still damp at the chest, and when he made her hangover soup, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of his fair arm.

"Why are you being so polite with your brother?" Han Yu asked gently. Shen Shuyi's cheeks flushed. She had said that since she had been bullied by her own brother, he would act as her brother.

But she was wicked and wanted him to be her husband.
Han Yu had no idea what she was thinking; her cheeks grew increasingly red, to an unnatural degree.

He raised his hand, his fingers touching her cheek, which was unusually hot.

He placed his hand on her forehead.

"Xiao Yi, do you have a fever?"

Shen Shuyi felt the large hand on her forehead. She took her pulse and said, "I should be fine. It's probably just that my emotions were too volatile."

"I'll be fine after a nap."

The original owner was too weak. As a child, he often went hungry and cold, and catching colds and fevers was a common occurrence.

Although the Shen family was not short of money, the servants knew that the Shen couple did not care much about their daughter, so they naturally neglected to take care of her.

"Then you should go to sleep." Han Yu didn't leave immediately; he at least watched her go into the room and lie down first.

Shen Shuyi put down the bowl, stood up too hastily, and accidentally fell down in a daze.

Han Yu instinctively caught her.

Shen Shuyi fell into his arms and bumped into his chest.

Han Yu bent down and picked the person up in his arms. "I'll take you inside."

Which one is your room?

“Over there.” Shen Shuyi felt a pain from his chest hitting her; why was it so hard?

"Ouch!" When she was put down, she found that her hair was tangled in Han Yu's shirt button.

Han Yu also noticed this, and his heart tightened. "Xiao Yi, don't move yet."

He sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled the person onto his lap.

"Lower your head gently."

"Okay," Shen Shuyi obediently lowered her head, feeling Han Yu's hand unbuttoning her clothes above her head.

Will it hurt?

"A little bit"

Han Yu unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt and smoothed out Shen Shuyi's long hair. "All done."

When Shen Shuyi looked up, she saw Han Yu's fair and slender fingers buttoning up his shirt.

She reached out and said, "Let me help you, Brother Yu."

Han Yu paused slightly, "No need."

Shen Shuyi saw it.

The man's skin tends to be a cool white, and his collarbone and chest muscles are very powerful.

Even the veins on his neck are very alluring.

Such a refined and abstinent man is really attractive.

Unfortunately, he only got to see the beautiful view for a few seconds before the man's nimble fingers quickly buttoned up his shirt.

"Go to sleep."

Shen Shuyi tugged at his sleeve, "Please don't go yet, okay?"

"Okay, I'll wait until you fall asleep before I leave." Han Yu took a chair and sat down near the window.

Shen Shuyi closed her eyes.

Hearing her steady breathing, Han Yu got up and walked to the bedside. He saw that her fair cheeks were still slightly flushed, making her look both beautiful and pitiful.

It's heartbreaking to think back to how she cried.

I wish I could give her everything.

Han Yu returned home and processed some data sent from the laboratory in his study.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he looked up at the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.

I wonder if the girl across from me is awake yet, and what she ate for lunch.

She's so upset, she definitely doesn't want to cook. Last time she said the takeout wasn't good.

Han Yu picked up his phone and called her, but no one answered for a while.

He suddenly stood up and strode across the street.

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(End of this chapter)