The next morning, at six o'clock, Chen Dongyang arrived on time to pick up Tiantian.
The previous night, Tiantian had been given a thorough bath by Wushuang, and her body exuded a faint fragrance. While she wasn't usually unpleasant-smelling, this particular scent was quite intoxicating.
After walking three floors, Chen Dongyang couldn't help but ask her, "Did you take a bath last night?"
The question made Tiantian blush, her face burning with embarrassment. "What do you mean?"
He smiled, "You smell so good."
Tiantian's blush deepened. "So, I usually smell bad?"
Chen Dongyang knew she had misunderstood and couldn't help but chuckle softly. ".oγg "That's not it. Didn't I tell you not to bathe yet? Miss Zhu is so thin; what if you slipped again without them paying attention, and your wound worsened?"
Tiantian caught another nuance in his words. "Do you mean I'm very fat? So fat that Wushuang can't lift me?"
"That's not what I meant. Alright, alright, I'll just keep quiet."
"Hmph!"
The two bickered as they went downstairs. His minivan was parked by the roadside. As if fate would have it, on their way to the car, they encountered Huihui, who was out buying groceries early in the morning.
She was riding the same battered electric scooter that Chen Dongyang used to ride, and she happened to pass them.
Seeing them together, her expression immediately turned green. "Dongyang, Miss Jiang, why are you two here? This is..."
Tiantian's foot wasn't bandaged, so people couldn't tell she was injured at first glance, hence the misunderstanding was understandable. She signaled for Chen Dongyang to put her down. Chen Dongyang gently set her on the ground, but kept his arms around her, explaining to Huihui, "Miss Jiang injured her foot and stayed at a friend's house last night. There's no elevator upstairs, so I'm helping her get back."
"Oh?" Huihui's expression softened slightly. She stopped her scooter and ran over to examine Tiantian. "How did you get injured? Why didn't you go to the hospital? Is it inconvenient to go to the hospital alone? Dongyang has to work later; why don't I accompany you?"
Tiantian explained that she had already been to the hospital and the doctor had advised her to rest at home. Huihui looked up at Wushuang's floor with a hint of doubt. "Is that so? Look at you, living alone with such a serious foot injury, why didn't you tell me? We're friends; please don't be so polite with me."
"Dongyang is so busy with work every day; it's too hard for him to run around. How about this, if you really have no one to take care of you, I will."
Chen Dongyang, seeing her getting more agitated, calmly interrupted her. "Alright, you can't drive, and you still have to take care of Doubao. Don't cause trouble."
"How is that causing trouble? Even if I can't drive, I can ride in a car. We can bring Doubao along. My main job every day is to take care of him. Now with Miss Jiang, it's just like adding an extra pair of chopsticks."
"I'll cook meals for you and deliver them, help you carry things, and accompany you to the restroom; these are all within my capabilities. Doubao is very well-behaved, Miss Jiang, don't be afraid. Even if I bring him to my house, I won't let him disturb you."
How to put it? Although her face was all smiles, showing great gentleness and enthusiasm, as a woman herself, Tiantian could keenly sense Huihui's concern for Chen Dongyang from her words and actions. She was afraid Tiantian would steal Chen Dongyang away. Tiantian truly had no such intentions.
"No need. I know you're kind, but I already have someone taking care of me. I just hired a caregiver."
"Is that so?" Huihui was still unwilling to give up, acting as if she wanted to completely cut off any interaction between Tiantian and Chen Dongyang. "Let's exchange contact information. Save my number, and if the caregiver isn't diligent, or if you need errands run, call me."
"You helped us so much last time; no matter what happens, I will help you get it done."
As they were talking, Wushuang came out carrying her wheelchair. She walked over, looked at the two of them, then at Huihui, perfectly connecting her with the Huihui Tiantian had mentioned. So, this was that woman.
"I forgot the wheelchair; why did you come down? Hurry up and sit, don't strain your leg. Who is this?"
Just as Tiantian was about to explain, Chen Dongyang said, "A friend." He then asked Wushuang to help Tiantian while he put the wheelchair in the trunk. "We're all in a hurry; get in the car once the talking is done."
As Wushuang was helping Tiantian into the car, Huihui handed her phone over again. "Miss Jiang, contact information, contact information."
Perhaps it was a woman's innate intuition and sensitivity that made Wushuang sense the hostility in Huihui's eyes upon first meeting her. So, with a displeased look, she glanced at Huihui and replied for Tiantian, "What contact information?"
"Let Miss Jiang leave her number with me. If anything comes up in the future, she can call me. I'm free most of the time, so I can run errands for her and not trouble Dongyang with constant trips. You know, he's quite busy with his work."
She was watching him very closely. Wushuang gave Chen Dongyang a meaningful look and smiled at Huihui. "No need. I was busy with work a few days ago and didn't have time to take care of Tiantian. I've made time recently. Starting today, her affairs will be handled by me, and we won't trouble Mr. Chen, the designer, anymore."
"Is that so?" Huihui breathed a sigh of relief. "Then, alright. I won't disturb you all. But Miss Jiang, you can still tell me if anything comes up."
Tiantian also smiled at her, "I know, thank you."
Huihui's sudden appearance had completely ruined Tiantian's good mood. From the moment she got into the car, Tiantian silently watched the scenery outside, not wanting to speak. Chen Dongyang didn't initiate conversation with her either.
However, Wushuang messaged her as soon as she got on the subway. "So that's Huihui. Is Chen Dongyang blind or has his eyes been pecked by an eagle? How did he get entangled with a woman like that?"
"She keeps saying 'Dongyang' and 'don't trouble him, he's busy,' as if she's afraid no one knows their relationship. I'm truly impressed."
Tiantian didn't know what to say and sent a few ellipses. Wushuang continued her rant, "I say, how did Chen Dongyang, a dignified famous designer, end up living like this? And his partner is like this, plus a severely ill child. I don't think he'll ever turn his life around."
"Since she's put it that way, we won't bother her man anymore. After work, I'll pack some things and come to your place tonight. I'll take care of you from now on."
"Although Chen Dongyang is good-looking, it's not to the point where every woman wants to pounce on him. Look how scared she is. Let's stay away from him in the future."
It seemed Wushuang was really angered. She rarely showed such strong hostility towards other women. However, what she said made a lot of sense, and it was precisely what Tiantian wanted to say. Tiantian replied with a "Okay" and then locked her phone screen, looking at Chen Dongyang.
"Mr. Chen, you don't need to come over again after you drop me off. Wushuang will come to take care of me after work. Thank you for your trouble these past few days; you should focus on your own matters."