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

"elder sister?"

Jiang Ran called out softly and placed the tray on the coffee table in front of the sofa at the foot of the bed.

"call......"

Silence filled the bedroom, broken only by the soft murmurs of the person on the bed.

Jiang Ran's eyelids twitched, and she quickly walked closer.

On the bed, Wen Ling lay on a suit jacket as a pillow, her white shirt loosely undone, the buttons at the collar undone, some even undone...

The blush on her face looked unnatural, her red lips were slightly parted, and her lips were a little dry and chapped.

This was the scene that greeted Jiang Ran's eyes. His heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously raised his hand to touch Wen Ling's forehead.

"hiss!"

When the back of his hand touched the scalding temperature, Jiang Ran shuddered and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Why is it so hot? Sister, you have a fever!"

Jiang Ran's gaze fell directly on the floor-to-ceiling window on the right. The curtains were wide open, and the window above was also open, letting in a cool breeze from time to time.

The bedrooms on the second floor don't have air conditioning yet, and the temperature is much lower than on the first floor.

No wonder, both he and his sister had just sweated a lot, and with the sweat still flowing, the sudden temperature imbalance could indeed cause a high fever.

Jiang Ran's eyes darkened, and his gaze fell on Wen Ling's face.

This wasn't the first time he'd faced this situation. Back home, his cousin Chen Jingyu had a fever before, and he'd carried her to the hospital overnight. Only now it was his wife...

"Sis, can you still move? Let me help you up. You can lie on my back, and I'll carry you to the car!"

Jiang Ran wasn't too flustered. He raised his hand and shook Wen Ling's shoulder.

Wen Ling's brows twitched, and she opened half of her eyes uncomfortably.

My eyelids felt incredibly heavy, like they were filled with mercury.

But when her eyes fell on Jiang Ran's familiar face, illuminated by the warm yellow light of the bedside lamp, she clearly saw the faint red handprint on his left cheek...

Wen Ling suddenly raised her hand, her fingertips striking the bedside table, then sliding down, her movements laborious as she fumbled for the drawer handle beneath the bedside table.

Seeing this, Jiang Ran was taken aback and quickly said, "Is the first-aid kit in this cabinet? Let me help you!"

As he spoke, he bent down and opened the cabinet for Wen Ling.

The expected first-aid kit did not appear; the cabinet contained only a black leather bag, and was otherwise empty.

Jiang Ran suddenly straightened his neck, only to see Wen Ling weakly prop herself up and sit up from the bed, then take out the wallet.

"This is my supplementary card, you can use it."

Her voice was soft, her eyes were dreamy, and her head was tilted against the leather headboard. She took out a black card with her slender white fingers and handed it to Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran: "?"

Why did she give him a supplementary credit card for no reason?!

"If you feel embarrassed..."

Wen Ling's eyes flickered, and she weakly picked up her phone from the bedside table, saying, "Open your WeChat account, and I'll activate a payment feature for you."

Her voice was weak and powerless, yet her tone left no room for refusal!

Even after saying that, she looked straight at her phone screen and tapped it a few times with her fingertips.

This woman even knows how to activate Intimate Payment?!

Jiang Ran was stunned by her movements, but the next second, his brain came to an abrupt halt!

No, is now the time to be doing this?!

"You turn on your phone, tap it once... um?"

Before Wen Ling could finish speaking, her phone was snatched from her hand.

She stared blankly at Jiang Ran, only to see the anger about to erupt on his youthful face!

"Sis, do you even know what's going on?!"

Meeting Wen Ling's puzzled gaze, Jiang Ran practically gritted his teeth as he asked the question.

"Of course I know."

Without the slightest hesitation, Wen Ling responded immediately. Her eyes flickered, and she turned her head away somewhat uncomfortably, slowly saying, "I just hit you, so I should make it up to you..."

compensate?!

So you'll compensate him with money after the beating, right?!

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Ran would naturally not refuse. After all, why would he not accept money that is offered to him?

But now, Wen Ling is sick!

Even though they are husband and wife in name only, at this moment, as the other owner of this villa, Jiang Ran could not possibly abandon his "sick wife"!

What are you still thinking about when it comes to money? If you don't take care of your health, it's all for nothing!

Jiang Ran, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed Wen Ling's shoulders, forcing her to look at him, and said seriously, "This isn't the time to talk about this, sister. You're sick. The most important thing right now is that I take you to see a doctor!"

Wen Ling has a fever, she is not unconscious.

Especially at such close range, with Jiang Ran's face only ten inches away from hers, she could clearly see the anger and seriousness on his face.

Her head was spinning, and before she could respond, Jiang Ran swept her up in his arms.

It wasn't the bear-like hug from before, but a perfectly standard princess carry.

A suit jacket, half-draped over her shoulders, lay on the bed, while the already loosely buttoned shirt slid askew, its collar trailing down her fair shoulders to reveal half of her breasts...

Wen Ling, who was now fully aware of all this, was immediately shocked!

She frantically tried to raise her hand to pull at her clothes, but they fell heavily to the ground due to loss of strength...

Even though Jiang Ran's gaze didn't fall down, Wen Ling felt unbearably anxious!

"Damn it, put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!"

She clenched her fist and pounded it heavily on Jiang Ran's chest, instinctively resisting the urge to speak, like a little girl throwing a tantrum.

"Sis, can you please stop moving around? I can't see where I'm going!"

Jiang Ran was also uncomfortable in this position.

When she's still, it's fine, but once she moves, she's like a difficult-to-hold kitten, obstructing the view.

Wen Ling couldn't tell if it was because of a fever or shame and anger. She only felt her face suddenly burning hot, so hot that she even wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into right then and there!

"Jiang Ran, I order you to put me down!"

She gritted her teeth, gripping Jiang Ran's collar with all her might, and threatened fiercely, "If you don't put me down, I'll... I'll bite you!"

As she spoke, she even bit Jiang Ran's clothes with her mouth.

The skin on his arm was pulled up, and a sharp pain shot through him. Jiang Ran gasped in shock!

Fortunately, his attention was focused on Wen Ling, and he was on high alert, so he didn't accidentally drop her.

He quickly turned around, "Okay, okay, sister, you're my ancestor, I won't take you to the hospital, alright?!"

The moment her back hit the bed, Wen Ling mustered her last bit of strength and, before Jiang Ran could turn around, pulled up her shirt collar.

"This adult is still acting like a child, refusing to go to the hospital even when they're sick..."

Jiang Ran scoffed and turned to look at Wen Ling.

Seeing her disheveled hair and guarded expression, he sighed and softened his voice as if coaxing a child, saying, "Okay, okay, we won't go to the hospital, we won't go to the hospital!"

"Hey, could you tell me where we keep our first-aid kit?"

Is he trying to soothe a child?!

Seeing the tenderness and affection in Jiang Ran's eyes, Wen Ling's already strong sense of self-esteem instantly exploded!