167: Chapter 167 Home Foot Massage Service

The two of them hurriedly separated.

Meng Yawen didn't think much of it; she was simply puzzled by the strange state the two were in.

Fortunately, the awkwardness didn't last long, as Meng Yawen caught sight of the welts on the skin Zhao Xiaoshuai had exposed.

"Darling! What happened to you? Did someone beat you up? Did you call the police?"

Girlfriend No. 1 hurried over, not even taking the time to remove her coat, and gently stroked the bruises on Zhao Xiaoshuai's body. "Does it still hurt? It must still hurt; it's swollen so badly!"

Zhao Xiaoshuai had no choice but to repeat the explanation he had just given, and it took quite a bit of effort to soothe his girlfriend as well.

"What kind of teaching is that! Where did you learn this? I'm going to file a complaint against them!"

Zhao Xiaoshuai could only keep his mouth shut. This place really taught you things; among the many people he had encountered, those with a combat power exceeding 10 were few and far between.

In his memory, only the man he met at Bai Feng's house, who was suspected to be a private investigator, and one of the bodyguards under Ling Rui's parents who stopped him that day, possessed such strength.

However, none of them exceeded 20 either.

Therefore, he believed that Hao Jinghan's [Combat Power: 59] was quite valuable.

"Sister Wenwen, I was just applying medicine for Brother-in-law. There are still some spots on his back that haven't been treated. You do it; I'll go heat up the food. We were only halfway through eating, and he must still be hungry."

"You go, Xiao Yi, leave this to me."

Because his chest was still swollen, lying face down was tantamount to torture, so Zhao Xiaoshuai had to sit up as straight as possible and expose his back.

Fortunately, he didn't have many injuries on his back, so it didn't take too much time.

The room had floor heating and wasn't cold, but his girlfriend was still afraid he would catch a chill, so she turned on the air conditioning as well, making the whole room steamy and hot.

However, in contrast, both girls went back to their rooms to change into light shirts and shorts. With four long legs walking about, it was a feast for the eyes just to watch.

The "seriously injured" Zhao Xiaoshuai enjoyed the treatment of an emperor, with Sister-in-law on his left and his girlfriend on his right, one feeding him rice and the other feeding him dishes; they coordinated quite well.

This dinner was intermittent, paused in between to deal with the medicine application, and by the time they finished eating, it was already 8:30.

"Let's go take a shower first."

"You're hurt this badly and you're still thinking about that!" Girlfriend No. 1 glared at him. "Give up on that idea. Tonight, you are to rest properly and recuperate!"

Fearing he wouldn't give up, his girlfriend turned around, went downstairs, and ran into Chu Xinyi's room to stay with her.

After all, she was still a bit worried about her boyfriend's health, so Meng Yawen decided to stay the night to check on his recovery in the morning. If there were any issues, the first thing she would do was drag him to the hospital.

Zhao Xiaoshuai was rebuffed, but he didn't mind too much because the at-home foot massage service he had booked was about to arrive.

He remembered that there was a large floor-to-ceiling window in Chu Xinyi's room that faced the courtyard, so Zhao Xiaoshuai quietly sent a text message to Xu Yuyan:

"Come in through the garage door today. I've already opened the outer garage door for you. Come straight to my room, quietly."

The at-home foot massage service Zhao Xiaoshuai booked was scheduled for nine o'clock, so Xu Yuyan was currently on her way.

Although she didn't understand why, she would certainly obey her benefactor's request unconditionally.

Ten minutes later, Xu Yuyan used the visitor code to open the door to the second basement level and went upstairs. When passing the first floor, she faintly heard the sound of two girls laughing and chatting in the room.

She was a bit puzzled; why would he call for her "takeout" service when there were already two women in the house?

Arriving at the master bedroom on the second floor, as soon as she entered, she saw her benefactor lying sprawled out on the bed.

"You're finally here."

Looking at Zhao Xiaoshuai's battered state today, she said, "It doesn't look like you can get a foot massage today. In that case, I'll take a shower first. Wait a moment."

Finally receiving the goodnight service, Zhao Xiaoshuai comfortably narrowed his eyes.

He still remembered when he first reunited with this high school campus belle; she had been very naive back then.

After all, she and her husband had been separated for seven years, and during that time, she hadn't experienced any other men.

But ever since she started following him—perhaps because Sister Hong had been giving her pointers behind the scenes—she had been practicing diligently. Now, she was proficient in all sorts of arts and could be considered a master of technique.

"How is Sister Hong's foot massage parlor doing?"

"It might take another half a month before it can officially open, but I heard she's already scouting for the next storefront. It's probably because Boss Li is pushing her hard."

"It's nothing. If people don't push themselves, they never know where their limits are. Tell her to go ahead and do it; don't be afraid of losing money."

After all, the moment he invested, he had already earned sufficient profit.

Zhao Xiaoshuai just needed to lie there and enjoy it; Xu Yuyan was already a bit breathless.

However, she pulled herself together; there was still one important matter she hadn't finished today.

"By the way, thanks to the money you gave me, my mother's illness has improved a lot. I've already found a kidney donor, and I plan to ask Sister Hong to borrow some money to get my mother a kidney transplant."

Xu Yuyan was playing a little trick; she had never intended to borrow money from Sister Hong.

Sisters are sisters, but the money wouldn't likely be lent out, even though Sister Hong was currently holding more money than she had ever dared to imagine in her life.

But she knew that money didn't belong to Sister Hong; it belonged to the man squinting his eyes in front of her.

"I'll just pay you a few months' salary in advance; there's no need to borrow from her."

Her little scheme succeeded, and Xu Yuyan couldn't help but be overjoyed.