Yet her hand reacted faster than her brain and landed directly on him.
Yang Tiehua froze on the spot.
Damn hands, why did you actually touch him?!
Still… the feeling was pretty nice…
She wondered if Brother Ziheng would get angry seeing her act so boldly.
Just as she was about to continue, Fu Ziheng grabbed her wrist. His deep, hoarse voice, thick with restrained emotion, exploded in Yang Tiehua’s heart like dazzling fireworks.
“Tiehua, I can.”
As he spoke, Fu Ziheng held her hand tightly.
Yang Tiehua felt as though something inside her was screaming wildly.
It was a wave of desire so intense that even she could barely control it.
Seeing her face flushed red like a ripe apple, Fu Ziheng slowly stood while supporting himself against the wall and gradually leaned closer.
The instant their lips touched, Yang Tiehua felt her entire body soften, her hands instinctively clutching at him.
Fu Ziheng reflexively wrapped his arms around her.
But his injured leg could not support the weight of one person, let alone two, and the two of them tumbled onto the bed together.
Looking into that sharply defined face she had secretly loved for thirty years in her previous life, Yang Tiehua felt her breathing become hurried.
And Fu Ziheng also proved through his actions that he truly could.
“Tiehua, I can.”
The repeated words instantly made Yang Tiehua blush from head to toe. Clinging desperately to the last thread of her rationality, she pressed a hand against his firm chest and lowered her voice.
“Brother Ziheng, finish assembling the wheelchair first. I… I’m going to take a bath.”
As she spoke, she pushed him away and rushed into the bathroom.
Yang Tiehua splashed cold water onto her face, finally regaining some clarity, but the ripples in her heart still remained. In the end, she simply bathed in cold water to suppress the overwhelming feelings inside her.
The original owner’s body reacted far too strongly. The moment she got close to Fu Ziheng, her hormones seemed to go completely out of control.
No wonder the original owner constantly demanded intimacy from Fu Ziheng every night. It truly was impossible to resist.
In all the novels she had read before, it was always the men taking cold showers.
But somehow, in her case, the roles had completely reversed. She, a woman, was the one standing under freezing water.
After a full ten minutes of cold water, she finally managed to calm herself down.
Only then did she realize her clothes were soaked and she had forgotten to bring clean clothes inside with her.
Looking again at the coarse towel hanging nearby, yellowed with age and only barely large enough, she truly did not dare wrap herself in it.
Taking a deep breath, she called out toward the room outside.
“Brother Ziheng, could you help me bring a set of clothes?”
The moment her words fell, the bathroom door opened slightly, and a long, well defined hand reached in holding a blue and white plaid dacron shirt and trousers.
Yang Tiehua froze.
She had only just spoken, yet the clothes had already been handed over?
Had he been standing outside the entire time?
“Tiehua?”
When he did not hear movement from inside, Fu Ziheng called out softly.
“Thank you.”
Yang Tiehua quickly grabbed the clothes and shut the bathroom door again.
When she came out, she saw Fu Ziheng calmly continuing to assemble the wheelchair as though nothing had happened.
Yang Tiehua could not help sighing inwardly.
It seemed Brother Ziheng truly had no romantic feelings for the original owner.
A moment ago, the two of them had practically crossed the line, yet now he could still calmly focus on his work as though nothing had happened.
Feelings really worked differently when there was no love. Desire could disappear in an instant.
Suppressing her thoughts, Yang Tiehua forced a smile.
“Brother Ziheng, I’m going to sleep first. Don’t stay up too late after you finish.”
“Wait.”
Just as she was about to climb into bed, Fu Ziheng stopped her.
Her hand paused on the blanket as she looked at him in confusion.
“What is it?”
“Your hair isn’t dry yet. If you sleep like this, you’ll wake up with a headache. I’ll help dry it.”
Only then did Yang Tiehua notice that Fu Ziheng was holding a metal shell hair dryer.
Her eyes widened immediately.
“Brother Ziheng, where did you get a hair dryer?”
Hair dryers were rare luxury items in this era. Guesthouses certainly did not provide them.
“Eldest Uncle brought it over earlier. He said he borrowed it from the front desk.”
Hearing that, warmth filled Yang Tiehua’s heart. She had not expected Eldest Uncle to be so thoughtful.
The moment the dryer was switched on, a rough, heavy mechanical humming filled the room.
Fu Ziheng’s fingers moved gently through her hair as he dried it.
Damn it.
The desire she had barely suppressed suddenly showed signs of returning again.
Startled, she hurriedly reached for the dryer.
“I’ll do it myself. Go back to your work.”
Unfortunately, hair dryers from this era were extremely heavy. She failed to hold it properly, and it nearly slipped from her grasp.
Fu Ziheng reacted quickly and caught it for her. In the process, their hands naturally touched together.
The ripples already stirring in Yang Tiehua’s heart instantly intensified, causing her heartbeat to speed up again.
“This dryer is heavy. I’ll help you dry your hair. Lie down.”
As Fu Ziheng released her hand, Yang Tiehua strangely felt a little disappointed.
Taking a deep breath, she pinched her palm hard. The pain finally helped suppress the emotions rising inside her.
She lay down and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, forcing her thoughts toward the future geniuses at Yangcheng University instead.
She needed to build connections with those future big shots early so she could secure strong backing for herself later.
That way, life in the future would become much easier.
Thinking about all this, she gradually drifted into sleep.
The next morning, she was awakened by a deep and pleasant voice.
“Tiehua, time to get up.”
Still groggy, she slowly opened her eyes and immediately saw Fu Ziheng’s handsome face right in front of her.
After staring at that face for thirty years in her previous life, she instinctively reached out and touched it while softly calling out,
“Brother Ziheng…”
“Ahem, Tiehua, it’s time for us to head out. Come back early tonight.”
Eldest Uncle’s voice instantly made Yang Tiehua yank her hand back as though electrocuted. Turning her head, she saw Eldest Uncle and the driver both standing there.
The sheer embarrassment made Yang Tiehua want to faint on the spot.
Ahhh!
What was wrong with these stupid hands first thing in the morning?!
“Tiehua, get up and wash up,” Fu Ziheng said calmly.
“Okay, I’ll change clothes first. I… huh? Why am I already dressed?”
Looking down at herself already wearing a dress, Yang Tiehua froze.
She clearly remembered wearing a dacron shirt to sleep last night.
“I called you several times, but you wouldn’t wake up, so I changed your clothes for you first. Hurry and get up. I already squeezed the toothpaste for you.”
Walking into the bathroom and seeing the prepared water and neatly squeezed toothpaste, Yang Tiehua’s nose turned sour.
How could Brother Ziheng be this considerate?
Even such tiny details were handled so carefully for her.
Why had the original owner lost her mind in her previous life?
How could she abandon such an outstanding man and cheat instead?
Breakfast was simple, just porridge and noodles downstairs.
When the owner served the noodles, both Eldest Uncle and Fu Ziheng simultaneously picked the meat from their bowls and placed it into Yang Tiehua’s bowl.
Seeing this, Driver Wang silently picked up the meat from his own bowl and also tried to place it into Yang Tiehua’s bowl.
However, before the meat could even land, two hands stopped him at the same time.
Eldest Uncle and Fu Ziheng spoke in perfect unison.
“Driver Wang, eat your own.”
Driver Wang instantly became awkward.
During this trip, he had thoroughly witnessed how much this uncle doted on his niece.
Originally, he had only thought that since everyone else was giving her meat, the meat in his own bowl seemed extra and unnecessary.
So, with the mindset of currying favor with his superior, he tried to add his own piece as well.
Who would have thought that under the stares of those two men, he would suddenly feel like some scheming wolf with evil intentions…