The young lady hired me to help her and the young master have an online romance.

Chapter 139 A Kiss from Afar: More Shameful Than a Direct Kiss

By the time Jiang Wan caught up, the man had already walked out of the exhibition hall.

"Teacher Bai!" She rushed up and blocked his way.

"Thank you for saving me. I'll go to the hospital with you!"

Jiang Wan was so anxious that she didn't even bother with polite language.

The man looked down at her, his tone neither warm nor cold.

"Need not."

Jiang Wan knew he was afraid of trouble, so she quickly said, "I'm just going along, I won't cause you any trouble."

"Please let me go, okay?"

The concerned look and pleading tone were like a feather plucked at a hidden chord in my heart.

Jiang Yubai couldn't bring himself to refuse.

"Let's go."

He walked past her and headed towards the roadside.

Jiang Wan followed and took out her phone to call a car.

The car arrived quickly. She opened the back door and let him get in first, then walked around to the other side and sat down.

The two were seated apart.

Jiang gave the name of a nearby hospital, and the driver started the car and headed towards the destination.

The carriage was quiet, and the cool air conditioning dissipated some of the heat.

Jiang Wan turned her head to look at him.

His right hand was still supporting his left arm, and his body was leaning back in the chair.

His eyes were lowered, and his emotions were unclear.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Jiang Wan thought this way and asked the same question.

He said calmly, "It's alright."

Jiang Wan knew his personality to some extent and knew that "thank goodness" was just an excuse.

Not knowing what to say next, I could only look away with a heavy heart.

The car arrived at the hospital entrance quickly.

Jiang Wan went to the emergency room and accompanied him into the examination room.

The doctor simply cut open his sleeve.

No obvious external injury.

Then, they asked him about the circumstances of his injury and the location of the pain, and made a preliminary assessment of the injury.

To be more accurate, an X-ray was taken.

When the test results came out, the doctor pointed to the X-ray.

"It's a mild fracture, no surgery needed. We'll put it in a cast for immobilization, and I'll prescribe some medication to reduce swelling and pain. You should recover in about a month."

After hearing the doctor's words, Jiang Wan silently breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood at the door of the clinic, watching the doctors and nurses put a cast on Bai Mu.

The man's face was deathly pale, and his lips were pursed, making Jiang Wan feel even more guilty.

After the cast was applied, the nurse used a bandage to hang his left arm across his chest.

As I left the hospital, the setting sun had already painted the horizon orange-red.

Jiang Wan called a car and got in herself, insisting on getting him home safely.

The navigation system occasionally played announcements inside the taxi.

It was rush hour, and long queues formed at the traffic lights.

Jiang Yubai adjusted the bandage on his neck with his right hand.

The bandage pressed against his collar, causing him indescribable discomfort. He tugged at it a couple of times, but couldn't get it to a satisfactory position.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan couldn't help but say, "Teacher, shall I help you?"

Jiang Yubai paused.

As if possessed, he turned his body and leaned forward.

Jiang Wan peeked out, found his collar which was being pressed down, reached out to adjust it, and then stepped back.

"How are you feeling now?"

Jiang Yubai blinked. "It's alright."

He leaned back in his chair, feeling the itch on the back of his neck.

The girl's soft fingertips touched that skin, like a tiny electric current drilling into her body.

Jiang Yubai attributed this electric-like sensation to a normal physiological reaction.

*

7 PM.

Jiang Wan escorted the person to their doorstep and mustered her courage to sincerely thank them again.

"Thank you for your help today, teacher. Is there anything I can do to help you during your recovery?"

Jiang Yubai gazed into her bright almond-shaped eyes.

Something inside my body was drawn out by those eyes.

Instead of what he originally intended to say in refusal, he changed it to—

"If you insist on repaying this favor, then help me tidy up the house."

Jiang Wan was taken aback. "That's it?"

"That's it."

Jiang Wan revealed her dimples, "No problem!"

"After the art exhibition ends in the next couple of days, you can tell me how to pack it up."

"Okay, teacher, go back and rest now. Call me anytime if you need anything."

*

When Jiang Wan returned to Shang Shixu's apartment, it was already dark.

Exhausted, she collapsed on the sofa, ordered takeout on her phone, and then opened WeChat to tell Shang Shixu about her day's ordeal.

Brother, something happened to me this afternoon.

The phone vibrated less than five seconds after the message was sent.

The man called.

"What is it?"

Short and forceful questions.

Jiang Wan leaned back on the sofa and briefly recounted what had happened that afternoon.

After listening, there was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

A cold, sharp sound rang out.

"I'll thank him in person when I get back in a couple of days."

Jiang Wan was taken aback, somewhat surprised by his reaction.

I thought you would be jealous.

Shang Shixu snorted coldly, "Jealous as I may be, he protected you, and for that alone, I have to thank him properly."

Someone protected their loved one when they weren't around.

The first thing that came to Shang Shixu's mind was gratitude.

Only after expressing gratitude did I realize I wasn't the protector.

This acidity is intended to be within a controllable range.

Jiang Wan's mood improved.

She liked his attitude this time.

Has a broad perspective.

The timing sound came through the receiver again.

"I'll repay this favor for you when I return to China."

"No need."

"I asked him today, and it seems he thinks it's too much trouble and doesn't want me to pay him back."

"But fearing I would insist on returning it, he said he would help him tidy up the house."

Shang Shixu: "That's it?"

Jiang Wan laughed, "Your reaction is exactly the same as mine."

"I think he probably wanted to make me feel guilty, so he made up an excuse to brush me off."

"After all, he doesn't like interacting with people."

Shang Shixu scoffed lightly, "You know that much?"

Jiang Wan picked up the fire extinguisher and began to put out the fire.

"Such an obvious characteristic, anyone can see it."

Shang Shixu said wistfully, "But can't you also understand something on a deeper level by looking at the paintings?"

These words truly made Jiang Wan blush with shame. "I was just guessing and embellishing it artistically."

"I can only say I have some understanding, but not much."

Two sentences were enough to appease Shang Shixu.

In truth, he didn't really believe in the concept of mutual understanding.

It was just a coincidence that the collision of literature and art made sense.

This coincidence is less than one-thousandth of the fate between him and Jiang Wan.

After his emotions cleared up, Shang Shixu curled the corners of his lips into a smile.

"Wait for me, I'll be back in three days."

"Okay, okay, you go ahead and get busy."

After Jiang Wan finished speaking, she waited for him to hang up.

The other side was also waiting for her to hang up.

The two waited tacitly for three seconds, and Jiang Wan smiled.

"Brother, shall I hang up now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man's seductive voice came through the receiver.

"Give me a kiss."

Jiang Wan felt an itch behind her ear.

"...How will you give it to me?"

"Onomatopoeia for a kiss from a distance."

The sound popped into Jiang Wan's mind. She took a breath and opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a sound.

How embarrassing...

This is even more shameful than kissing directly.

"I can't bring myself to kiss her, how about we just forget about it?"

The man's tone was aggrieved.

"I have an exam later, and I'll feel uncomfortable if I can't hear it."

Hearing that he had an exam coming up, Jiang Wan didn't dare to delay.

She was like a duck that had been forced onto a shelf.

Grip the phone tightly, point your toes, and give a soft, sweet kiss into the receiver.

"mua~"

There was a moment of silence on the other side.

Suddenly, he muttered a curse under his breath.

"Hold!"

"I'll kiss you to death when we get back."