After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

Yes.

He is free now, but this place is still under Wen Ling's jurisdiction.

Wen Ling's men were outside the door; the bodyguards she brought were guarding the entrance.

Jiang Ran had never learned self-defense techniques; she only did simple fitness exercises in her daily life.

In terms of direct combat, one-on-one is fine, but one-on-many is impossible without professional training, like Lu Fei's years of rigorous training.

Jiang Ran took a deep breath. Just as he was about to turn around, he caught a glimpse of a patch of white skin on the side of the bed, and he was driven almost crazy.

"Could you put your clothes on first?"

Jiang Ran was numb.

Whose nice person is sitting so properly, only to be completely naked?

bother!

Hearing this, Wen Ling knew Jiang Ran seemed to be relenting, and her expression softened, but she still self-satisfiedly smoothed her long hair. "What? You don't like it?"

"...I think you're sick."

"Yeah, I'm sick, I'm sick of liking you."

"..."

"Knock knock knock".

The knocking sounded, and Wen Ling's expression tightened. Before she could react, Jiang Ran swiftly grabbed the blanket and threw it all over her head!

Touching the corner of the blanket, Wen Ling popped her head out and saw Jiang Ran open the door.

They were the servants who came to deliver the meals.

These people were all recruited by Wen Zhixin; they had to be older, middle-aged.

The bodyguards at the door were still on guard, watching Jiang Ran intently.

Knowing he couldn't get out, Jiang Ran simply gave up on leaving. He didn't even look at Wen Ling and went straight to the bathroom.

Hearing the "splashing" sound of water in the bathroom and feeling the warmth of the blankets spread throughout her body, Wen Ling thought of Jiang Ran's actions just now.

Even faster than her reaction.

It seems like they're even more afraid of her being seen by others than she is...

"Miss, breakfast is ready."

The maid was quick and the table was already set up. Wen Ling hummed in agreement and then saw Deng Lanlan carrying a medical kit coming in from outside.

Wen Ling raised an eyebrow slightly: "You're here too?"

Deng Lanlan sighed, placed the first-aid kit on the bedside table, and knelt down to examine Wen Zhi's ankle as she replied, "Miss Zhizhi asked me to come over overnight..."

"Miss, your foot injury is quite serious. You absolutely must not put weight on it for the time being!"

Observing Wen Ling's ankle, Deng Lanlan earnestly instructed her, and while taking medicine from the first-aid kit, she said to Wen Ling, "Bear with it, I need to apply medicine to the injured area and then massage it."

Wen Ling didn't speak, but just watched Deng Lanlan open the medicine bottle, and the pungent smell of medicine instantly filled the air.

At the same time, Jiang Ran, who had just finished washing up, came out of the bathroom and bumped into Wen Ling wrapped in a quilt, with Deng Lanlan squatting in front of her rubbing her hands.

This woman even knows to check her own feet!

While mentally complaining, Jiang Ran also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, whatever grudges he had with Wen Ling, as long as it didn't harm their bodies, he could tolerate the mental torment...

There's nothing we can do about that.

"Miss, please bear with it!"

After rubbing the medicine in her palm, Deng Lanlan gently lifted Wen Ling's heel, giving her instructions while pressing her palm against the sprained area.

The already slightly painful sprain was rubbed so vigorously that the pain instantly spread from the heel.

Wen Ling's eyes instantly reddened.

The massage therapy will last for several minutes, and this is just the beginning.

"stop."

Wen Ling gave a soft command, looking at Jiang Ran who came out of the bathroom, "You, come here."

Jiang Ran, who was already seated at the table and ready to start eating, asked, "What?"

"Come here first."

Wen Ling frowned, her tone leaving no room for refusal.

Jiang Ran picked up her bowl of porridge, intending to pretend she hadn't heard anything.

Wen Ling's voice rang out: "Only obedient children get candy."

It's like they're patiently guiding him; are they really treating him like a three-year-old?!

Jiang Ran was seething with anger and refused to give in!

"You won't let me go out, why should I listen to your bullshit!"

"..."

Deng Lanlan, who was squatting by the bed, turned her head halfway back in astonishment and saw Jiang Ran casually starting to drink his porridge.

He even dared to criticize Premier Wen! My god, is he out of his mind?!

Before Deng Lanlan could finish her rant, Wen Ling's voice rang out again: "I'll count to three."

"Counting to one hundred won't help! I'm not going over there today!"

"Fang Kai, come in!"

The moment Wen Ling's voice fell, Jiang Ran instantly realized what she was about to do, and saw that the bodyguard Fang Kai, who had just pushed open the door, was staring at her menacingly.

Jiang Ran reluctantly put down her chopsticks and walked over.

After standing by the bed, Wen Ling gestured to the side with her eyes.

Jiang Ran silently rolled her eyes, then sat down next to her.

Be honest and straightforward.

"Get out, this is none of your business."

Looking at Fang Kai, Wen Ling gave a command.

With a "bang," the door was slammed shut again.

Grabbing Jiang Ran's arm, Wen Ling looked at Deng Lanlan: "You can begin now."

"..."

Deng Lanlan was speechless, especially after witnessing this scene with her own eyes. She was really curious about what had happened during the few days she was away.

These two...

"Hurry up, I still need to have breakfast with my husband."

Seeing Deng Lanlan standing there in a daze, Wen Ling frowned and gave her a somewhat annoyed reminder.

"...Yes, yes, yes."

Startled by the word "husband," Deng Lanlan responded three times before quickly lowering her head to continue what she had been doing.

At the same time, Jiang Ran's arm was gripped tightly by Wen Ling, and a sharp pain instantly struck him.

Like a battery conducting electricity, Wen Ling became so determined that she forgot all about love.

The more pain she was in, the harder she squeezed Jiang Ran's arm.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Ran didn't utter a sound from beginning to end, and accompanied Wen Ling through the entire ankle massage process.

"Miss, you absolutely mustn't put your foot down again. Your foot injury needs at least a week to heal."

As Deng Lanlan spoke, she took out a wet wipe to clean her hands and closed the first-aid kit.

"Okay, you can go now."

Wen Ling responded, her face already deathly pale from the pain.

Not daring to linger, Deng Lanlan hurriedly left.

The room finally fell silent. Feeling Wen Ling's hand gripping her tightly, Jiang Ran finally couldn't help but speak up, "Now you can let go of me, Sister Wen."

As if she hadn't heard Jiang Ran's words, Wen Ling directly changed the subject: "Why didn't you resist just now?"

Jiang Ran clicked his tongue, speechless. "What's the point of resisting? You'll just have someone pin me down here again? The result will be the same anyway."

Wen Ling chuckled softly, loosening her grip on Jiang Ran's arm. As she lifted his sleeve, she asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

What do you think?

Jiang Ran grimaced when she caught sight of the bright red claw marks on her arm.

"It's supposed to hurt."

There was no remorse whatsoever. Staring at the red mark on her palm, Wen Ling smiled with unusual satisfaction, and then muttered to herself, "Only pain can make you remember me."