Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

"Xiao Xu, you're Yan Chuan's assistant, why didn't you keep a close eye on him?"

Xu Qingyu's face turned pale, and he lowered his head to apologize:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jay Chou, it's my fault."

Zhou Yanchuan quickly protected him.

"Dad, this has nothing to do with Qingyu. I just didn't see the road clearly."

Zhou's mother wiped away her tears and took Zhou Yanchuan's hand.

"It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone or tendon, which is no small matter."

From today onwards, your father and I will stay at the hospital to take care of you.

Zhou Yanchuan wanted to refuse.

"Mom, there's no need to go to so much trouble."

With Xiaoli here and the caregiver, you can all go home and rest.

"No caregiver can match the dedication of family members."

Zhou's mother glared at her son, her tone firm.

"Xiao Li, a girl, can't take care of you, a grown man."

Your father and I are here; we feel at ease then.

Zhou's mother had made all the arrangements perfectly clear.

Jiang Li nodded obediently to the side, but she was secretly overjoyed.

If her in-laws stay to take care of her, wouldn't she be spared from seeing this sweet couple every day?

Zhou Chiye, who hadn't said a word until now, suddenly walked over to his mother's side.

He obediently lowered his head, his clear voice filled with heartache.

"Mom, your health wasn't good to begin with. You can't eat or sleep well in the hospital. How can you endure it?"

Zhou's mother patted her youngest son's hand and sighed.

"Mom isn't tired. It's only right that I take care of your brother. Besides, there's your dad too."

"How about this then?"

Zhou Chiye then naturally revealed his plan.

"I have nothing to do at home."

My sister and I would stay home, buy groceries, cook, and make bone broth or something.

He glanced at Jiang Li beside him.

Upon hearing this, Zhou's mother's eyes reddened again.

"Our Ono has really grown up; she knows how to care for her family now."

She took Zhou Chiye's hand and looked at Jiang Li again.

"Then I'll have to trouble you and Xiaoli."

"We can't cook meals; just order the hospital's nutritional meals. You can just make some nourishing soups."

"Hey kid, stop just playing basketball and help out with things around the house, you hear me?"

"Okay, Mom."

Zhou Chiye nodded obediently.

"I buy groceries, cook, and clean for my sister; I never slack off."

Unlike Zhou's mother, Zhou's father was not easily appeased. He glanced at Zhou Chiye and said, "You can cook? You won't let Xiaoli do all the cooking, will you?"

"I studied."

Zhou Chiye spoke with righteous indignation.

"There are plenty of online tutorials; even a slow learner can learn them."

Zhou Yanchuan smiled and shook his head: "Don't make things difficult for yourself. If you really can't, just order takeout."

"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely take good care of my sister."

This statement was made frankly and openly, and no one present felt there was anything wrong with it.

After all, in everyone's eyes, Zhou Chiye was just a younger brother who had just finished the college entrance examination and had a good relationship with his sister-in-law.

Who would think otherwise?

Zhou's mother held Jiang Li's hand, her tone loving:

"Little Pear, Chi Ye has been spoiled since he was little."

If he misbehaves at home, tell me and I'll discipline him.

"No, Mom, Ono is a very good girl."

Jiang Li smiled sweetly.

[When I told Tongzi he was being good, I almost couldn't hold back my tears.]

[Honey, if you knew what your "good little brother" was thinking, you'd probably throw the soup in his face right then and there.]

[…Never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore. Insufficient evidence, presumption of innocence.]

Zhou Chiye stood by the window of the ward, looking at Jiang Li against the light.

The sunlight cast a warm glow on his tall frame, highlighting his clear and clean features, with a faint smile playing on his lips.

He looks like a sunny and handsome young man.

But Jiang Li always felt that there was something unfathomable hidden in those dark eyes.

Visiting hours ended, and everyone left one by one.

Zhou's mother escorted Jiang Li to the elevator and gave her a final reminder of the precautions.

Zhou Chiye helped press the elevator button and waited for the elders to finish speaking before entering the elevator with Jiang Li.

The moment the elevator doors closed, the atmosphere between the two subtly changed.

"elder sister."

Zhou Chiye looked down at her, his voice soft.

"Were you scared?"

"fine."

Jiang Li shook her head.

"It was a bit sudden."

"Yeah, I was startled too."

He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck naturally.

"But my brother said it's nothing serious, he'll be fine after some rest."

He paused.

"Don't worry, sister, I'll take care of you during this time."

His tone was gentle, carrying the awkward comfort of a young man.

But Jiang Li noticed that he said "take good care of you".

It's not about "taking good care of your older brother".

[Tongzi said to take care of "me," not "his brother."]

[Honey, I think every word this kid says needs to be analyzed carefully; the surface meaning and the true meaning are never on the same wavelength.]

Zhou Chiye pushed a shopping cart and walked close to Jiang Li.

The afternoon sun shone directly into the mall aisle, casting a long shadow from the boy's tall figure, completely enveloping Jiang Li.

Standing at 1.95 meters tall, he possessed a commanding presence, his dark frame looming over the ground.

The boy was completely covered by a plain black sports vest.

The muscles in his upper arm, honed through years of basketball training, were fully visible, with prominent veins throbbing against his wheat-colored skin.

He lowered his upper body slightly and glanced at her with his right eyelid.

The dark mole under her eye lifted slightly as she looked up, and the words she spoke were as sweet as a puppy's.

"Sister, how thick of a soup would you like to drink tonight?"

How about we get an old hen, or buy a fish to make soup?

Jiang Li put both hands into the pockets of her sweatpants and walked leisurely and casually.

"Tongzi, look at the muscles on his wrists. With broad shoulders and a vest, it's a shame he's not a male model."

The meat is so firm; just touching it feels like it's worth the price of admission.

Jiang Li swallowed her saliva, but her face still showed that of an easy-to-fool young wife.

"Honey, quickly wipe your drool; someone's calling you to buy groceries."

Jiang Li scoffed inwardly. This kid has an amazing physique; who could resist looking at him?

"How about we buy a black-boned chicken and make soup?"

Jiang Li looked up at him and smiled, her voice soft and drawn out.

"I was looking at a health-preserving recipe the day before yesterday, and it said this is the most nourishing for the body. Brother Yanchuan needs it right now."

The smile in Zhou Chiye's eyes faded slightly.

It's because of my brother again.

He lowered his eyes and calmly agreed.

With long legs, he took long strides and pushed the cart forward.

Jiang Li followed behind, her eyes scanning the shelves. She reached for a bag of imported potato chips, but then withdrew her hand because it was too expensive.

She needs to save the money for her escape; she can't afford to spend it recklessly.

Just as I was about to put my hand back in my pocket, a large hand snatched the bag of potato chips and threw it directly into the bicycle basket.

"Why are you taking this? It's too expensive. I'm not eating it."

Jiang Li jogged a few steps to take it out.

Zhou Chiye grabbed her wrist, the heat of his palm directly against her skin.

He looked down at her, his thick eyebrows lowered.

"My sister works so hard every day, what's wrong with buying her some snacks? Don't take them out."

Any snacks or candies that Jiang Li's gaze lingered on for more than two seconds were completely devoured by him.

As soon as Jiang Li reached the cashier and took out her phone, Zhou Chiye's payment notification sounded.

He carried the two large bags with one hand and walked easily out of the supermarket.

Jiang Li hurriedly chased after him:

"Ono, I'll transfer the money to you. You're still a student, where would you get so much money?"

Zhou Chiye stopped at the entrance of the mall, the hot air outside carrying the boy's refreshing scent towards him.

He turned to the side, lowered his head, and leaned closer to Jiang Li, whose beauty mark drooped pitifully at the corner of her eye:

"Is my sister being so distant because she doesn't want to acknowledge me as her brother?"

Do you still think I'm not worthy of spending money to buy you things?

P.S. (The author has a note!)