The reason why Ye Song came home late today was that he had a business meeting to discuss. A business meeting naturally involved eating and drinking.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he missed Jiujiu at home, Ye Song might have taken a long time to come home.
When she heard that Ye Song had eaten, a trace of disappointment flashed across Jiujiu's fair little face. She muttered softly, "I thought you would eat with me."
Her muttering was fleeting. When Jiujiu raised her head again, there was a bright smile on her face. She tilted her head and shouted in the direction of the kitchen, "Auntie Li, I'm hungry. I want to drink fish soup."
Auntie Li hurriedly served a bowl of fish soup to Jiujiu.
Jiujiu held a small spoon and drank the fish soup one mouthful at a time. Ye Song sat beside her and casually flipped through the book that Jiujiu had just read.
After Jiujiu finished the fish soup, she ate some food. Finally, she drank a glass of milk and yawned lazily.
She was sleepy.
Today, Ye Song didn't let Auntie Li and Butler He send Jiujiu upstairs. Instead, he pushed the wheelchair himself to the elevator. After sending Jiujiu to the house, he carried Jiujiu to the bed and whispered softly to Jiujiu for a while before leaving.
After Ye Song left, Auntie Li immediately came over to help Jiujiu wash up and change her clothes.
After everything was done, Jiujiu fell into a deep sleep again.
Another half a month passed like this.
In this half a month, Jiujiu had already familiarized herself with Ye Song's daily routine.
Although Ye Song appeared to be a domineering CEO, he was actually a man who lived a very disciplined life.
Every day, he would wake up at six o 'clock sharp and jog outside for half an hour. When he came back, he would shower and eat breakfast. He would leave for work at 7: 40 a.m. sharp and return home at 7: 30 p.m. sharp.
Occasionally, when he had to entertain clients, he would postpone his work until after nine o 'clock. At the latest, it would be 10: 30 p.m.
Ye Song was a man who never lived outside of his home.
Such a disciplined man was extremely rare, but it also showed that his heart was not so easy to enter.
After recuperating for more than half a month, Jiujiu's pale, bloodless face had some redness, and Jiujiu could barely stand up and walk with the help of the sofa.
Although they couldn't walk far, it was much better than before.
When Jiujiu walked for the first time, Aunt Li was really scared. She was afraid that Jiujiu would fall and have an accident.
After a few times, Aunt Li knew that Jiujiu was used to it. Every time, Aunt Li just stood by her side to protect her. When she found that Jiujiu was exhausted, she would rush forward to hold Jiujiu and sit down to rest.
He hadn't walked for a long time, and his legs were as soft as noodles.
After walking for less than five minutes, he was already sweating profusely.
Jiujiu wiped her sweat with a handkerchief while watching countless small flowers bloom in the flowerbed that originally only had one or two small red flowers.
Jiujiu gestured for Aunt Li to push the wheelchair over to take a closer look.
From the looks of it, these small flowers were not expensive species. Instead, they looked more like the green plants by the roadside. However, looking at them closely, they were everywhere, and it was a different kind of feeling.
Jiujiu reached out to pluck a small flower and casually put it by her ear. She turned to Aunt Li and said, "Aunt Li, do I look good?"
Without waiting for Aunt Li's reply, Jiujiu turned around and saw Ye Song standing at the side.
Ye Song saw through her narcissism, and Jiujiu's fair face quickly blushed. She quickly looked down to hide the shyness in her eyes and said softly, "Mr. Song, you're back."
Ye Song chuckled and walked behind Jiujiu.
Aunt Li sensibly pushed him away.
Ye Song pushed the wheelchair forward. "Do you like these flowers?"
Jiujiu quickly shook her head, but then quickly nodded and asked softly, "Mr. Song, are you angry?"
"Why should I be angry?"
"I didn't ask for your permission to pluck flowers."
"It's just a flower. If you like it, you can pluck all of them."
After pushing Jiujiu into the dining room, the butler, who was familiar with Ye Song's habits, immediately asked someone to prepare water for Ye Song and Jiujiu to wash their hands. Then, dinner was quickly served.
As usual, they ate without talking.
After dinner, Ye Song sent Jiujiu to the house as usual.
Just as Ye Song was about to carry Jiujiu to the bed, Jiujiu grabbed Ye Song's hand.
Sensing Jiujiu's resistance, Ye Song asked, "What's wrong?"
"I can do it myself." Jiujiu met Ye Song's eyes and said with a red face, "I've been practicing walking recently. I can take care of myself now."
Seeing Jiujiu's insistence, Ye Song quickly retracted his hand. "Congratulations."
Jiujiu supported herself on the bed with her two thin and weak arms and sat on the bed with difficulty. When she covered herself with the blanket, her forehead was covered with sweat again.
However, in Ye Song's heart, Jiujiu's current state was better than before.
Jiujiu was like a vine attached to a man's body. At this moment, Jiujiu was like a stubborn grass. Although she was weak, she was tenacious.
Ye Song took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Jiujiu's forehead. He said softly, "Good night."
Jiujiu's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz as she replied with a goodnight.
After Ye Song left, Aunt Li appeared again to help Jiujiu wash up, change her clothes, and sleep.
This time, Jiujiu did not go to sleep immediately. Instead, she stared at the ceiling in a daze.
She thought that in Ye Song's heart, she was probably no longer the little girl she used to be. At least, she had a better image than before.
The next day, when Ye Song left, he said that he would be going abroad on a business trip for a few days. After reminding Jiujiu to take care of herself, he left in a hurry.
With Ye Song gone, Jiujiu's life became more regular.
Ye Song was gone for half a month.
Jiujiu's walking time went from five minutes to ten minutes. Now that she could move on her own, her progress was extremely fast.
However, because she had been exercising for too long recently, Jiujiu lost the little bit of weight that she had worked so hard to gain.
Aunt Li, who had been taking care of Jiujiu, was heartbroken. Recently, she had been cooking nourishing soups for Jiujiu every day. She swore that she would make up for all the weight that Jiujiu had lost.
Ye Song came back twenty days later.
When Ye Song came back, Jiujiu was learning how to make a small cake from Aunt Li in the kitchen.
After Jiujiu was brought back by Ye Song, Aunt Li had been helping to take care of her.
Jiujiu was good-looking, well-behaved, and polite. Aunt Li treated Jiujiu like her own little daughter.
Yesterday, Jiujiu accidentally said that she wanted to make a small cake. Today, Aunt Li prepared the ingredients and taught Jiujiu how to make a cake.
After squeezing the cake paste into the mold and putting it in the oven, Jiujiu looked eager to try. "I really want to know how the cake I make tastes like."
"It must be delicious," Aunt Li quickly replied.
Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled faintly. She said unintentionally, "I wonder when Mr. Song will come back."
Although Aunt Li had been in the Song family for more than ten years, she was only in charge of food and living. She was really helpless when it came to Jiujiu's problem. She could only comfort her. "When Mr. Song is done, he will come back."
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