Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Huo Dongcheng found the bag of medicine and took out the blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment from it. He turned around and saw Xue Jun slowly taking off his shoes.

He placed the ointment on the table and squatted down in front of her, "I'll help you."

The shoes and socks were taken off, revealing the fair little feet. The five toes were arranged in order, round and cute, the toenails were trimmed into neat arcs, and the bone lines on the instep were smooth, outlining a beautiful curve.

There was a big swelling at the ankle.

Huo Dongcheng held her foot and tried to press the swelling on her ankle.

"Hiss..." Xue Jun took a breath of cold air, "It hurts, don't press it."

Huo Dongcheng paused, then looked up at Xue Jun, "It looks a little serious. I'll carry you to the bed. Don't move around for the next two days."

As he said this, he stood up and tried to pick her up sideways.

"No, no," Xue Jun hurriedly stopped him, "Your arm is still injured."

Huo Dongcheng leaned over, his injured left arm hanging down, and his right arm passed through her knees. "Put your hands on my neck, so I don't have to use any strength on this arm."

One-handed hold?

Xue Jun tried to hook her arms around his neck and hang herself on him.

Huo Dongcheng supported her thigh with his right arm, took two steps to the bed, and gently put her on the bed.

"Wait here. I'll go get an ice pack from the boss."

"it is good."

Huo Dongcheng went out for ten minutes and came back with two ice packs in his hands. He put one in the refrigerator and put the other on Xue Jun's ankle.

Xue Jun couldn't help curling his lips at the cold touch on his skin, and reached out to press the ice pack, "It's so cool."

"Apply it for 20 minutes, three to four times a day."

"..."

Xue Jun asked Huo Dongcheng to bring gauze and wrap the ice pack around his ankle.

She leaned against the back of the bed and said helplessly, "Neither of us should go out. I'll ask someone to run errands and buy some vegetables... By the way, can you cook?"

Huo Dongcheng nodded.

When he first arrived in Philadelphia, he was not used to Western food, so he cooked for himself. Later, he gradually adapted and occasionally cooked for himself.

"Then I'll trouble you for a moment."

While applying cold compress, Huo Dongcheng would boil a pot of hot water and clean the kitchen utensils again.

"Be careful of your arms." Xue Jun warned.

Now, one of them has an injured arm, and the other has a sprained foot, and none of them is healthy.

"Ah."

After applying cold compress for about twenty minutes, Huo Dongcheng untied the gauze on her ankle, removed the ice pack, squeezed a little ointment on her ankle, and rubbed it gently.

Xue Jun raised his eyes and took a look.

Well, he has very long eyelashes.

The runner came and left the things with the landlord on the first floor.

Huo Dongcheng went down to get it twice.

There were ten kilograms of rice, eggs, instant noodles, fresh pork belly, and several kinds of vegetables such as potatoes, cauliflower, onions, etc., enough for two people to cope with for a few days. In addition, there were also supplies for two people, such as toothbrushes and ointments.

As for the seasonings, there were many types and the required quantity was small. It would be too troublesome to buy each one, so at Xue Jun's instruction, Huo Dongcheng went to borrow some from the landlord.

The landlord went to get the seasoning, and the landlord's wife smiled politely at Huo Dongcheng, "Young man, would you like some water?"

"No need, Auntie."

"Where are you from? The New Year is almost here, why are you here?" the landlady asked in a chatty manner.

There are no particularly famous tourist attractions here.

"Coming from Shanghai, the big city is too stressful, so we plan to spend a few days in a small city to relax."

"Oh, that's great. Are you going back to celebrate the New Year?"

"not sure."

"Someone just came to ask, saying that his sister ran away from home. She was only about 20 years old and had been looking for her all the way. Oh, you see, this girl is so ignorant. Her family must be so worried. She won't have a good New Year." The landlady sighed.

Hearing this, Huo Dongcheng lowered his eyes and agreed, "Yes."

"By the way, young man, how did you meet your wife? You are such a perfect match."

One is handsome and the other is beautiful.

"We...were college classmates."

"Really? I can't tell. Your wife looks quite young. I can't tell she's already 26."

Huo Dongcheng smiled and said, "Yes, she has a baby face and is often mistaken for a child."

Twenty-six should be the age of Xue Jun’s fake identity.

The landlord came out of the kitchen with a small bottle of seasoning, handed it to Huo Dongcheng, and also gave Huo Dongcheng two bottles of milk.

After returning, Huo Dongcheng told Xue Jun what the landlady said.

Xue Jun said, "Luckily, you are here. We cover each other. It's perfect."

Huo Dongcheng smiled, said nothing, and turned on the valve of the gas stove.

Lunch is rice with shredded potatoes and fried meat.

Huo Dongcheng’s cooking skills are very good. The pork belly is stir-fried and made fragrant but not greasy, and it goes great with rice.

Fortunately, his injury was only to his left hand, and his right hand could still do things, albeit a little slowly.

After lunch, Xue Jun applied cold compress to his ankle again.

After applying the cold compress, Huo Dongcheng brought the ointment, and Xue Jun said, "I'll do it myself."

"Okay." Huo Dongcheng agreed, as it was inconvenient for him to do it with one hand.

After coming out of the big city with its fast-paced life and unable to go out, the two of them suddenly didn't know what to do in the B&B.

Xue Jun was leaning on the bed playing with his cell phone, while Huo Dongcheng was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he was daydreaming.

Xue Jun turned his head and glanced at him. From the side, he had prominent brow bones and a straight nose, which made his eyes look even deeper, and his jaw angle was clear and strong.

So handsome.

There is some resemblance between his eyebrows and eyes and Huo Junshan.

But compared to Huo Junshan, who had gained weight and had fat growing on his face, Huo Dongcheng was too young, and his eyes were full of the determination of a thirty-year-old, rather than the sophistication and experience of Huo Junshan.

Xue Jun hesitated for a moment, "Huo Dongcheng, if you are tired, come to the bed and rest."

He was too big and the sofa was too small, so he couldn't fit on it.

She could barely fit in the bed, but unfortunately her foot was injured and sleeping on the sofa was uncomfortable and not conducive to the recovery of her foot injury.

The two of them will just have to make do.

Huo Dongcheng opened his eyes and turned to look at her, "Do you mind?"

"It's okay, come on," Xue Hui moved in, "I'll sleep inside and you sleep outside."

"Okay, but wait until night time."

Huo Dongcheng sat on the sofa without moving. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it for a few seconds. He tapped the screen quickly with his fingers a few times, as if he was replying to a message.

"Yeah." Xue Jun responded and continued playing with his phone.

Suddenly, she heard Huo Dongcheng calling her, "Xue Jun."

"Hmm?" Xue Jun looked up at him.

"I think that with your looks, there should be many rich young masters who like you. Why did you choose to follow an old man?"

The question was direct and pointed.

Those rich young masters wouldn't let her be their girlfriend, but being their lover was better than being an old man, right?

Xue Jun was stunned for a moment, thinking that he would not point this out.

Why would a young girl, barely twenty years old, become the lover of an old man, other than for money?

She glanced at him, avoiding his gaze as if somewhat embarrassed, and replied, "Maybe it's because Mr. Huo can give me more money."

"Is that why?"

"Well, there are different types of rich young masters. Those who are capable and successful in their careers look down on people like me, while those who rely on their families are constrained by their families, or their marriage partners cannot tolerate any sand in their eyes. Mr. Huo has no worries and can give me a lot of money."

Lin Jiamin was dependent on Huo Junshan, and she didn't dare to openly comment on his keeping of women.

"Do you like money?"