She had just straightened up when she suddenly fell back, letting out a bitter laugh. She was really as fragile as a porcelain doll. At that moment, Qin Du pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing Yun Ya awake, he approached with surprise and delight. "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Yun Ya’s face was too pale, her hair wet at the temples, and her lips were pale and chapped, making her look exceptionally weak. Yun Ya shook her head, "I’m fine, Brother Ah Du. I want to take a bath; can you find someone to help me?" Qin Du sighed, "You really should look at yourself in the mirror and see what you look like now. You’re scarier than a ghost. If you keep dismissing me with an ’I’m fine,’ do you think I’ll still believe you?" Yun Ya pursed her lips, gently closed her eyes, then opened them again, "I don’t want to hide anything from you, but I don’t know where to start, Brother Ah Du. Can you please not ask anymore?" She truly found it difficult to speak. Qin Du stared at her face for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand to ruffle her hair and said with a smile, "Alright, I won’t ask." Qin Du arranged for someone to come in to assist her with the bath—a woman in her thirties, who had a very amiable smile. "Miss, I am a housemaid here, and if you don’t mind, you can call me Sister Chen." Yun Ya smiled and nodded, "Hello, Sister Chen." Sister Chen first started the water in the bathroom and then helped Yun Ya get up to take her to the bathroom. After placing the change of clothes on a stool to the side, Sister Chen was about to help Yun Ya undress. Yun Ya stepped back, leaning against the sliding door, "I can manage on my own, Sister Chen. Just wait for me outside the door." Sister Chen, not one for much talk, replied, "Just call for me if you need anything." With that, she turned to leave, carefully closing the bathroom door. Yun Ya locked the door from inside, peeled off her clothes layer by layer, and jumped into the bathtub bare. She closed her eyes and sank to the bottom, gliding like a fish, and after a good while, she suddenly burst to the surface, gasping for air. A while later, dressed in new clothes and drying her damp hair, Yun Ya walked out. Sister Chen immediately took the towel from Yun Ya’s hand and gently wiped her hair, unable to refrain from saying, "Miss, your hair is so nice, dark and thick." Yun Ya smiled, "Thank you." Qin Du, who was waiting outside, grew a bit anxious. Just then, a refreshed Yun Ya emerged. She wore a goose-yellow cinched waist dress with her black hair neatly falling over her shoulders. Her unadorned features were pure and serene, and the yellow added a touch of vitality to her, making her appear more lively despite her pale complexion. Her figure, truly as tender as a willow in the breeze, and every smile and frown, was exceedingly elegant and charming. Qin Du’s eyes held profound astonishment, but soon, he smiled and walked over, "Breakfast is ready; let’s go downstairs." As he went to take Yun Ya’s hand, she subtly sidestepped, avoiding Qin Du’s hand and heading downstairs ahead of him. She was unaware of the hurt and forlorn look in the man behind her. Even if she knew, she would still do the same. If there’s no love, there should be no false hope. She didn’t want to lose even this last bit of affection with Brother Ah Du. The breakfast had all of Yun Ya’s favorites, and only then did she have time to look around the whole villa, expressing her surprise, "I thought I had time-traveled. Every detail here looks exactly like our place in Irvine." Qin Du smiled gently, "It’s decorated exactly like that place. How does it feel? Does it feel like home?" Yun Ya nodded her head, unable to resist taking a few more glances. "If you like it, then live here. It’s convenient for me to take care of you," Qin Du suggested tentatively. Yun Ya shook her head lightly, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Ah Du. I’ll come to visit you when I have the time." "And Uncle Qin? Why haven’t I seen him?" Qin Du hid the sadness in his eyes and smiled, "You know him; it’s rare to see him at home for even ten days in a year." "Even though he’s busy, Uncle Qin must also take good care of his health. I’ll give him a call when I have the time." "Dad only listens to you." The two of them quietly ate their breakfast. Thinking of something, Yun Ya suddenly asked, "Brother Ah Du... did I... babble anything while I was asleep? I remember mumbling something when I was in and out of consciousness, but now I can’t recall anything." Qin Du looked at her, "Hmm." Yun Ya’s heart skipped a beat. Qin Du refused to say more. After breakfast, Qin Du asked her to rest at home while he brought his work to the house, keeping her company as he worked. That day, Yun Ya had a leisurely and comfortable time. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn noveⅼfire.net