Chapter 29 - Visiting Tantai Wanrong

Ye Fan knocked on the door of special care ward number one, and immediately, a soft and pleasant voice came from inside, “Come in.”

Pushing open the door, the sight that greeted him was a neat and snow-white spacious ward, the air conditioning breezing out comfortably.

Ye Fan’s gaze fell on the one-eight-meter wide hospital bed, watching Tantai Wanrong sitting against the head of the bed with a pillow behind her back, a smile playing on her lips as she looked at him.

“Hehe, Auntie Wanrong,” he forced a smile and called out, then walked in and casually shut the door.

“Mm, Ye.” Tantai Wanrong said with a smile, “Giggle, thank you for coming to visit this injured person.”

“Hehe, it’s what I should do,” Ye Fan said somewhat awkwardly.

Approaching the bed, he noticed white gauze bandaged around Tantai Wanrong’s head and asked in surprise, “You hurt your head?”

He clearly remembered that Tantai Wanrong hadn’t been injured at the time, especially not her head; even the scalp was intact.

“Not at all,” Tantai Wanrong said with a smile, “It’s just that during the check-up, the hospital said I had a slight concussion and insisted on treatment.

But honestly, I don’t feel anything wrong with my head at all.”

“Oh, that’s good then,” Ye Fan said, his gaze involuntarily sweeping over Tantai Wanrong.

Although Tantai Wanrong’s head was wrapped in white gauze, it didn’t diminish her mature and alluring beauty in the slightest.

Her body, despite being draped in the loose and plain hospital gown, couldn’t conceal her ample figure.

Instead, sitting against the headboard, she exuded an air of a beauty’s indolent charm, causing Ye Fan’s heart to speed up a little.

“Hehe, are you staring?” Tantai Wanrong teased with a laugh.

“Hehe, a bit,” Ye Fan replied candidly, looking away.

After all, he had outright called her beautiful to her face before.

Then, he turned around to put the fruit in order.

However, the table was already filled with many fruits, flowers, and various high-end nutritional products.

There was really no space left, so he had to simply stack the fruit on top of the others.

After arranging the fruit, Ye Fan looked carefully around the entire ward and realized that it was very luxurious.

Not only was it spacious, but it even came with a small living room and a private bathroom.

As for the forty-seven-inch LCD TV, computer, fridge, washing machine, water dispenser, coffee table, leather sofa…

it had everything one could need, almost no different from being at home.

“This ward is nice; even without being sick, one would want to move in,” Ye Fan turned back and said to Tantai Wanrong.

Tantai Wanrong just watched him with a smile, without picking up the conversation.

Ye Fan, making himself at home, moved a chair over and sat down in front of the bed, asking, “Did they catch the culprit?”

“They caught him,” Tantai Wanrong said with a residual fear, “That person was the owner of a corrupt factory that Auntie Wanrong had ordered to be shut down a few months ago.

I heard he owed several millions in high-interest debts…”

Ye Fan nodded, understanding.

Tantai Wanrong sighed sorrowfully, “I just didn’t expect that it would lead to my secretary being brutally run over to death, as well as an innocent bystander.”

Too brutal and evil!” she shook her head and said.

“Are you scared?” Ye Fan asked.

Tantai Wanrong looked up at the snow-white ceiling, then met Ye Fan’s gaze, “Of course, I’m scared.

But!

If I’m sitting in this position, I have to take the corresponding responsibility.

If it happens again, I would still shut down that corrupt factory without any hesitation!”

“Wow- heroism doesn’t let one yield to men!” Ye Fan exclaimed with a thumbs-up.

Tantai Wanrong let out a “Pfft” of laughter, glancing coquettishly at Ye Fan, and playfully scolded, “Stop sucking up.”

“Ah, so Auntie Wanrong doesn’t like flattery?

My mistake,” Ye Fan feigned a smile.

“Who said?” Tantai Wanrong immediately protested, “Auntie Wanrong loves it when you flatter me.

Flatter me some more, and if I’m happy, I’ll introduce a beautiful girlfriend to you.”

“Flatter you more?” Ye Fan looked meaningfully towards Tantai Wanrong’s hips.

“Where are your eyes looking!” Tantai Wanrong’s face flushed a subtle red, her tone taking on that of an elder chiding a younger, “I’ll cut you off.”

Saying so, she raised her hand in a mock hit.

Ye Fan looked away, smiling but secretly regretting in his heart that he already called her Auntie Wanrong, eliminating any possibility of a further relationship.

So, he intentionally shifted the topic, “Auntie Wanrong, about introducing me to a pretty girlfriend, were you serious?”

“Of course, it’s true.” Tantai Wanrong withdrew her jade hand and assumed a more comfortable and elegant sitting posture, giving Ye Fan a flirtatious sidelong glance.

“However, that depends on whether you can please Aunt Wanrong.”

Ye Fan immediately flashed an ingratiating smile, “Aunt Wanrong, you’re truly beautiful, not even the fairies in heaven can compare to you…”

“Too cliché.” Tantai Wanrong looked up at the ceiling, clearly not satisfied with Ye Fan’s performance.

“Come up with something new.”

“Aunt Wanrong, you must be tired, right?

Let me give you a back massage.” As Ye Fan spoke, he was about to rise from his seat.

Tantai Wanrong immediately exclaimed, “Stop!

Are you trying to please Aunt Wanrong, or are you looking for an excuse to get fresh with her?”

Ye Fan had no choice but to sit back down, spreading his hands in a helpless gesture, “Then there’s nothing I can do, it seems I can’t please you.”

Tantai Wanrong huffed in annoyance, seeing that Ye Fan obviously had no intention of pleasing her.

If it were someone else, they wouldn’t even have the chance to try and make her happy.

Nevertheless, she sat up straight, crossing her jade arms in front of her chest, tilting her pretty face up slightly, and deliberately clearing her throat twice, deliberately avoiding looking at Ye Fan.

“Oh, I’ve been talking so much, my throat feels a bit dry, doesn’t it?”

In the end, she stole a glance at Ye Fan from the corner of her eye.

The message couldn’t have been clearer, leaving Ye Fan no choice but to stand up, get a cup of warm water from the dispenser, and bring it to her.

“Aunt Wanrong, here’s some water for you.” Ye Fan managed a smile.

Tantai Wanrong raised her sexy mouth corners with a small sense of triumph, turning around to reach out both hands to take the water.

She elegantly took two small sips of the warm water and then stopped drinking, holding the cup in her right hand and presenting it to Ye Fan without a word, but clearly indicating for him to put the cup away.

Ye Fan had no choice but to accept the cup and turn around to set it down properly.

When he turned back, he saw Tantai Wanrong’s jade hand resting on her stomach, making circling motions, while her beautiful eyes looked at him with a look that was both smiling and not smiling.

What does that mean?

Stomachache?

Pregnant?

Oh, she’s hungry!

“Aunt Wanrong, you must be hungry.

I’ll peel an apple for you.” Ye Fan followed Tantai Wanrong’s cue.

Tantai Wanrong immediately laughed without reserve.

“Okay.”

Consequently, Ye Fan took a big red apple from the table, then went to the washroom to wash it.

Once inside the washroom, he realized it was quite spacious, at least seven or eight square meters, almost the size of a small room.

It goes without saying that the washroom was spotlessly clean, and it even had two toilets, one western-style and one urinal for men.

Furthermore, at the back, a superior fabric curtain was drawn halfway, and behind it along the wall laid a gold-plated bathtub big enough for two people to bathe together.

At the tail end of the gold bathtub was a space about 1.2 meters wide, with a stainless steel showerhead installed on the wall for standing showers.

Ye Fan shook his head, washed the apple clean at the sink, and then came out to sit at the end of the bed and started peeling the apple.

Tantai Wanrong watched Ye Fan peel the apple for her with a beaming smile, clearly enjoying herself.

Soon, she noticed that Ye Fan had a high level of skill in apple peeling.

The apple peel strips he produced were not only evenly thick but also uniform in size, like a ribbon.

“Huh, you’re quite good at peeling apples, huh?” she praised.

While maintaining his speed at peeling the apple, Ye Fan responded proudly, “Of course!

Who do you think I am?

I dare say there aren’t many in the world who can peel an apple skin like this.”

“Don’t brag.

Saying you’re not breathless when called fat, yet you claim to be the best in the world at peeling an apple skin,” Tantai Wanrong said with a teasing laugh.

Ye Fan let out a chuckle, not arguing against her.

In fact, he really wasn’t boasting because apple peeling involves delicate control of strength and wrist stability.

How could an ordinary person have a wrist as steady as a rock and strength control as fine as silk like a master of internal strength?

And masters of internal strength were certainly rare in the world.

The apple was quickly peeled.

As Ye Fan was cutting the peeled apple on the fruit plate, the doorbell suddenly rang, and he involuntarily turned to look.

“Come in,” Tantai Wanrong called out.

The door opened, and the first thing to catch the eye was a strikingly neat and pretty buzz-cut, belonging to the rebellious girl, Yaoyao.