The pain in her ankle had not fully relieved her but she was able move to the other side of the bed.
When she got there, with her body still on the bed, she used her hand to find the littlebox Jireen had been playing with, and it did not take long before her hand found it.
She did not waste time before using both her hands to raise it and once it was finally on the bed, she smiled contentedly.
She rolled over to where the pillows were arranged and sat up.
She carefully studied the box and was sure that this particular box was the same box she had gotten for him.
She was about to try the lock when a knock came on the door.
Quickly, she hid the box behind the pillow and asked whoever was outside to come in.
Joreen entered with some clothes in hand and carefully placed them on top of the bed.
"Miss Changyu. Dad said you should change into these."
Changyu looked at the clothes suspiciously as she wondered who the clothes belonged to.
"Was it by chance Helene"s clothes?" She asked herself as she continued to eye the clothes suspiciously.
"Whose clothes are these?" She asked in a curious tone.
"There are for my big sister, Sara."
Changyu sighed in relief and smiled at her.
Truthfully, she felt stuffed in the coat and pants she had been wearing.
Now, she could not wait to change out of those tiring clothes.
"Alright. Thanks."
"Can you change on your own?" Joreen asked in concern.
"Yes. It doesn"t hurt that much." She raised her injured feet to prove her point.
"But do not tell your dad about it. Stay here and you can tell him you helped me change."
"Why? Because you like my dad?" Joreen asked with a smile which showed she was very interested in the topic.
"I had no idea adults do have crushes also." She added before sitting on the bed beside Changyu.
Changyu looked at her in surprise. Where did this young girl draw these conclusions from?
"Who said I liked him and who said adults do not have crushes?"
"It"s obvious you like my dad. But do not worry. You have my blessing and big sister"s blessing also. We will eliminate every obstacle that comes your way."
Changyu suppressed a smile as she asked. "What about Miss Kang? Do you also think she likes your father?"
"We do not care about her. Besides, Miss Kang cannot measure to you. You are our only choice" Joreen said matter of factly.
"Alright. That"s enough. I never said I liked your dad okay? Don"t go spreading rumours"
"Okay. We can just a.s.sume so" Joreen answered with a grin.
Changyu smiled secretly before helping herself change into Sara"s tee-s.h.i.+rt and loose pants. She properly tied her hair into a ponytail and washed her face.
Once she was done, she made a show of limping painfully into the dining where Jianjun was already waiting for her with the Ramen she had requested for.
For the others, he prepared rice and chicken sauce but because he did not want to start arguing with her, he simply prepared what she had asked for.
When he saw her limping like that with Joreen supporting her, he hurried to where she was standing.
"What are you doing? If it still hurts a lot, you should have waited for me to come a.s.sist you. Why did you have to come out?" He reprimanded.
"I did not want to trouble you." She said in a soft voice that made Joreen almost laugh at how good of an actress she was.
"It was hurting her a lot. She almost cried while changing"
Changyu shot her a look which says "Did you have to seriously exaggerate like that?"
"Really?" Jianjun asked, oblivious to what was going on between the two of them.
He wanted to a.s.sist her, but he did not know how to go about it.
Other times, she had either been unconscious or crying. But now, she was very much conscious so he did not know how to touch her.
"I can walk." She answered when she saw him looking at her indecisively.
Slowly, she limped to sit down in front of the sumptuous looking Ramen and side dishes.
Her eyes brightened when she saw he had prepared that.
She had missed it a lot plus, it was the first time in so many years that Jianjun was preparing her a meal and so, she was eager to have a taste.
She picked up the fork instead of the chopsticks since she was already used to using forks after staying abroad for a really long time.
Jianjun"s gaze was fixed on her as he watched her eat. It was the first time he was seeing her look this relaxed ever since they met again.
Looking at her now, he realised just how much he had missed seeing her eat.
"Eat slowly" He advised before pus.h.i.+ng a gla.s.s of water closer to her.
Joreen was busy with her food and so, she had no business with the older folks.
And just as he had expected, Changyu choked!
"I told you to eat slowly" He sighed before going to pat her back.
When she stopped coughing, she raised her head to look at him like he was the one who caused it.
"I was eating slowly. Why are you shouting at me?"
"What do you mean? When did I shout at you?" He asked in confusion. He had spoken to her in a gentle tone.
He looked at Joreen who was his witness but she did not seem interested in their conversation.
"I"ve lost my appet.i.te." Changyu eyed him before crossing her arms in front of her chest.
Jianjun used a hand to ma.s.sage his temple in frustration.
She was already old yet she still had the same spoiled att.i.tude. He knew exactly what she was trying to do and because he did not want them to argue further, he had to succ.u.mb first.
"Alright. I am sorry for shouting. Please eat."
He coerced.
A smile appeared on her face when she heard him apologize. "Alright. It"s only because you apologized." She told him before digging on the food again.
When he sat down and began to eat his own food, she smiled secretly. She was really having fun now and whether he liked it or not, she was going no where.
Joreen raised her head and stylishly gave her a thumb up while Jianjun was not looking.
Jianjun on the other hand, was lost in thought as he slowly ate his food.
He thought of how nice it would be if she continued to stay here with them.
She was a very troublesome person. He knew that for sure. But he really did not mind.
As he thought of this, his gaze fell on her and she caught him staring.
"What are you looking at?" She mouthed to him.
He eyed her, said nothing, and faced his food.