Chapter 270 It's almost 1 a.m., can someone make a phone call?

Lu Xiaojun's eyes darted back and forth between the two men.

"Your second aunt injured her foot and happened to run into me, so I gave her a ride back," Su Feng explained.

"Ah? Second Aunt, you're injured?" Lu Xiaojun was startled and quickly turned to look at Ye Wenxi.

"Come here, Xiao Jun, pick me up." Ye Wenxi pushed open the car door.

Lu Xiaojun leaned closer and immediately saw that Ye Wenxi was holding the broken leather shoe, and the ankle of the shoeless foot was swollen.

Su Feng also got out of the car and stood to the side watching.

"Xiao Jun." He gestured with his chin toward Ye Wenxi.

Lu Xiaojun immediately understood.

"Second Aunt, come up here!" He squatted down, his back to her.

Ye Wenxi didn't stand on ceremony; this young man had plenty of strength, making it much easier for her than walking on her own.

Lu Xiaojun steadily carried her on his back, lifted her up with all his might, bounced her around a bit, and found his balance.

"Instructor Su, I'll come see you during summer vacation!" Lu Xiaojun turned around and shouted at him.

"Let's get into a top high school first!" Su Feng smiled, a rare occurrence for him.

"Go ahead." Su Feng waved his hand and stood by the car without moving.

Lu Xiaojun carried Ye Wenxi on his back and turned to walk into the courtyard. Ye Wenxi, clinging to his back, glanced back; Su Feng was still standing there, watching them go.

"Section Chief Su, thank you for giving me a ride. You can go back now."

You're welcome, goodbye.

Su Feng then got into the car, the headlights came on, and it drove away.

As soon as she entered, the Lu family swarmed around her. Liu Xiuyun was startled to see Ye Wenxi being carried on someone's back.

"Ouch! What happened?"

"I sprained my ankle, missed the bus, and got lost," Ye Wenxi said helplessly.

"Sit down quickly, let me see!" Liu Xiuyun hurriedly stepped forward and helped Ye Wenxi down from Lu Xiaojun's back and sit on the sofa.

She gently lifted Ye Wenxi's ankles and examined them carefully.

"It's alright, no bones are broken, the twist wasn't too bad, it's just that I walked too much and it's a bit swollen."

Liu Xiuyun, being the head of the hospital's surgery department, could easily diagnose this injury at a glance.

"Old Lu, go get the magnesium sulfate solution and ice packs." She called out to Lu Zhenghua.

"You walked all the way back?" Ye Wenxi asked, looking up at him.

Ye Wenxi then explained that he had met Su Feng on the way, who gave him a ride back and also gave him a bottle of safflower oil.

"Su Feng is back too?"

"Yes, he said it was about handling family matters," Ye Wenxi added.

Lu Zhenghua sat on the sofa next to him, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"Su Changqing's side is a mess right now, and his son has to come back to clean it up."

Liu Xiuyun gently applied the ice pack and medicine to Ye Wenxi's ankle and held it there.

"Apply it for fifteen minutes first, don't rub it or move around. I'll apply some more medicine and bandage it on for you when we go upstairs later."

She then glanced at the bottle of safflower oil next to her, picked it up, opened it, and smelled it.

Suddenly, a "Yo!" was heard.

"This safflower oil is quite good; it contains a lot of good ingredients."

"I'll return this to him when I get back," Ye Wenxi quickly added.

"But it's not as good as ours," Liu Xiuyun said with a hint of pride.

"Our safflower oil is made by your mother herself," Lu Zhenghua said with a smile. "Your mother's safflower oil making skills are exceptional."

Lu Xiaojun leaned closer and whispered in Ye Wenxi's ear:

"I heard that my grandparents met because of this safflower oil."

Ye Wenxi's eyes lit up, and her gossipy face immediately lit up: "Really? Tell me more!"

"You brat, get back to your studies!" Liu Xiuyun slapped her grandson on the back of the head.

"Oh right, right!" Lu Xiaojun quickly slipped away.

"Wait a minute, help me carry your second aunt upstairs," Liu Xiuyun called out to his back.

Ye Wenxi was placed on the bed, and Liu Xiuyun helped her take off her clothes and covered her with a quilt.

"Mom, don't bother, I can lie down for a while."

Liu Xiuyun rolled her eyes at her: "You lie down, I'll put some more medicine on you."

Ye Wenxi felt a warmth in her heart and did not refuse again.

She changed into her pajamas and sat up against the headboard.

"Mom, you and Dad really met because of safflower oil?" Ye Wenxi blinked, her gossip-loving heart burning brightly.

Liu Xiuyun smiled and said, "Mm."

Then, she actually started talking, recounting how she met Lu Zhenghua at the military hospital, and how she used this "especially effective" safflower oil to get Lu Zhenghua to come to her place every few days, and how, little by little, they...

Ye Wenxi listened with great interest. Liu Xiuyun applied a layer of cooling ointment to her feet and then gently wrapped them with gauze to secure them slightly.

The refreshing coolness and the pleasant aroma of the medicine immediately relieved the soreness in my ankle.

"Get some sleep, the swelling will go down by tomorrow, and then I'll gently massage it for you." Liu Xiuyun covered her with a blanket.

"It's okay, Mom, I can massage it myself."

Liu Xiuyun glanced at her:

"How can your rubbing be the same as mine?" The tone was full of doting affection.

"You're just staying home for a few days; I'll have to take good care of you, won't I?"

A happy smile spread across Ye Wenxi's face.

"Okay, then I won't go out tomorrow."

"You can't go out! If anything happens these next few days, have your dad help you, and I'll find you a wheelchair." Liu Xiuyun had already made all the arrangements.

"Okay! Thank you, Mom!" Ye Wenxi replied with a smile.

"Go to sleep," Liu Xiuyun got up, tucked the blanket around her, and quietly turned off the light and left.

The room darkened, and Ye Wenxi lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

She never imagined that she could receive so much love and affection from anyone other than Lu Weidong in this world.

Liu Xiuyun's thoughtfulness and meticulousness, her little nagging and instructions, are like drinking a bowl of hot soup on a winter night, warming you from your stomach to your heart.

She turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and took a soft breath.

The quilt smells like it's been sun-dried; it's warm and fragrant.

As night deepened, hundreds of kilometers away in a residential compound, Lu Weidong leaned against the headboard, holding a notebook in his hands.

It is Ye Wenxi's work manual.

He was too embarrassed to ask when she was home. But now that she wasn't here, he felt a little guilty.

He turned the page, his brow furrowing.

What is this drawing? A few horizontal lines and a few vertical lines dividing the space... I don't understand it.

Turn the page again, and you'll find lines of text beneath the lines.

"Gantt chart?" he read aloud, looking completely bewildered.

Another page has been turned.

"File Explorer?"

I recognize all the individual characters, but I can't understand them when they're put together.

Lu Weidong sighed, put down the picture book, and rubbed his temples.

Ever since he guessed that she was an "extraterrestrial visitor," Lu Weidong would occasionally look at her work manual, just to see where she "came from" and what she was all about.

But every time I look at it, it's like reading gibberish; it's covered in dense writing, like some kind of...work manual?

"Critical Path", "Risk Log", "Personnel Role Matrix"...

He read it aloud word by word, and when he finished, he was even more confused.

What is all this about?

Her clothing company, isn't it just about making and selling clothes? Does it need to be so complicated?

Ring ring ring—

The phone rang in the living room.

Lu Weidong glanced at his watch; it was almost eleven o'clock. Who could make a call?

He got out of bed, walked to the phone, and answered it.

"Feed?"

"Ah... I..." Su Feng's voice came from the phone.