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It was not easy to coax her to sleep far away after crippling her martial arts, so Yin Jiaren didn't have time to heave a sigh of relief because Jiang Siming was waiting for her at the door.

"What's the matter?"

Yin Jiaren slightly turned her head away. She had been hiding from Jiang Siming these past few days, and this was the first time she was speaking to him alone.

Seeming to be unsatisfied with Yin Jiaren's attitude, Jiang Siming slightly frowned. After a long while, he said: "What happened to you at the Zheng Family, what happened?"

He remembered the "traitor" Yin Jiaren muttered when she was sick that day.

Yin Jiaren's face changed, she did not want to mention this matter.

"Nothing, I just resigned."

With that, Yin Jiaren circled around Jiang Siming and prepared to leave.

"Does the failure of the cooperation between Great Hong and the Zheng Clan have anything to do with you?"

Behind her, Jiang Siming suddenly said this. Yin Jiaren's taut strings had been broken, she turned her head and spoke in a low voice.

"Why do all of you want to say it has something to do with me? Am I, Yin Jiaren, not worthy to this extent?! "

The Uncle Zheng that watched her grow up did not believe her, and now even Jiang Siming doubted himself.

Jiang Siming never thought that Yin Jiaren would have such a reaction, he merely said those words to deceive her.

Frowning, Jiang Siming looked at his son's room, afraid that he would wake him up, without saying a word, he pulled Yin Jiaren to his own room.

"Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

Pressing him onto the sofa, Jiang Siming asked with a cold expression.

In the past few days, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that something was wrong with Yin Jiaren. He knew that part of the reason was definitely because of him, and the other part probably came from the Zheng Clan.

At this time, Yin Jiaren's eyes had already reddened. She took a deep breath and told Jiang Siming everything that happened in the company as if she was divulging something.

After listening, Jiang Siming remained silent, but his eyes darkened.

"So you're saying that Zheng Zheyu set this up for you?"

Yin Jiaren nodded strongly, "There should be no one else other than him."

Zheng Zheyu, very good, Jiang Siming secretly remembered this person in his heart.

"You should rest at home for the next few days and accompany my mother. In a few days, come to work at Jiang's."

Hearing this, Yin Jiaren was stunned, if one were to talk about accompanying his mother, then it was something that could be said for love, but was it to go to Jiang's to work?

"Go to the Jiang's?"

Jiang Siming nodded silently, then began taking off his clothes.

Yin Jiaren, who was completely captivated by Jiang Siming's words, did not notice his movements. By the time he reacted, Jiang Siming had already taken off his shirt.

"You! What are you doing! "

Suddenly seeing the man's strong chest, Yin Jiaren stood up from the sofa in shock and turned her face to the side.

Jiang Siming was a little doubtful and did not understand her reaction.

"This is my room. I want to take a bath, so it shouldn't be too much."

Once she said that, Yin Jiaren reacted, she was still in her room. She thought for a moment, then anxiously said: "Then you take a good shower, I'll be going out first."

Just as she was about to open the door and unlock the door, suddenly, a hand was pressed on the door. Yin Jiaren realised that Jiang Siming had come over and trapped her in front of the door.

"The wound on my back hasn't healed yet."

When she said this, Yin Jiaren was stunned, how could she forget that there was still another matter of burning on Jiang Siming's back.

"You …" Yin Jiaren opened his mouth, and only now did she realize how close Jiang Siming was to him, so close that the moment he opened his mouth, her breath could touch Jiang Siming's body.

Thinking about how she didn't give Jiang Siming any medicine to carry his body, Yin Jiaren couldn't help but feel a little guilty. After all, it was still because of her own injuries.

"How's your back?"

This action was simply too ambiguous. Yin Jiaren's face had already uncontrollably blushed, which made her in a very good mood.

"Very bad, it seems to have been infected."

Saying that, Jiang Siming stopped teasing her and turned around to let her see.

When she looked, Yin Jiaren was so scared that she gasped for cold air. The originally small scalded wound had begun to fester from the infection, and it looked extremely scary.

"Why is it so serious?" Yin Jiaren swallowed her saliva, her voice sounding somewhat shaky.

"Because someone hasn't changed my medicine for me these few days. Besides, I have no way to not bathe in water."

Gritting her teeth, Yin Jiaren quietly apologized. She didn't notice that Jiang Siming, who had his back facing her, had revealed a smile that said that he had succeeded.

Sighing, Yin Jiaren went to get the medicine box and used the hydrogen peroxide to wash her wounds. If she did not clean these festering places properly, they would get worse and worse.

After approximately ten minutes of treatment, Yin Jiaren finally straightened her back and prepared to apply the medicine.

"Do you still want to bathe?"

He was taking off his clothes just now. It seems like he was just preparing to take a bath …

Jiang Siming nodded, and then spoke faintly: "If I go alone, I should get wet again."

Hearing that, Yin Jiaren's face immediately turned red, wasn't he clearly asking me to help him?

Gritting her teeth, Yin Jiaren finally made up her mind.

"Alright, I'll help you wash it."

He had already slept for a long time, and now it was just a bath, what was there to be afraid of!

Jiang Siming raised his eyebrows, he did not reveal his proud expression.

"Untie my belt."

Solve... Skin... With...

Yin Jiaren was speechless. Didn't he get injured on her back? It's not like her hand was injured!

Although she thought this in her heart, Yin Jiaren naturally did not dare to refute him and could only tremble as she walked over.

When had she ever tried to unravel such a thing? With a blushing face, she pondered for a long time as her cold little hands would occasionally touch Jiang Siming's skin. His eyes moved and his lower regions would not help but become hot.

"Stupid."

Jiang Siming could not help but curse as he lifted his hand to untie his belt and then took off his pants gracefully.

Yin Jiaren, whose face was as red as a monkey's butt, could only follow him to the bathroom.

When they arrived at an even narrower space, Yin Jiaren felt that the uncomfortable feeling became even worse. From time to time, she would pretend to look elsewhere and never look at Jiang Siming who was in front of him.

"What, you don't even know how to take a bath?"

Hearing Jiang Siming's slightly mocking tone, Yin Jiaren felt extremely furious in her heart, "Who said I won't!?"

As she said that, as if to prove herself, Yin Jiaren picked up the shower on the wall and started to bathe Jiang Siming carefully.

Although he had touched this man's body before, this was the first time something like this had happened.

Her petite hand touched Jiang Siming's body intentionally or unintentionally, causing Yin Jiaren to breathe heavily, wanting to wash up quickly. However, since she was taking into account the wounds on his back, her movements naturally could not be as big as they were now.