"What help do you want?" asked Si Yehan.
"It's nothing much!" Cheng Qianqian chuckled. "Just some forms of help like backing me up in school, or letting me use your name to intimidate others when I run a small business in the future."
"Of course, I will never do anything bad in the name of the God of War. I guarantee this with my integrity!"
Si Yehan narrowed his eyes. "Can you really cure my legs?"
"Of course!" nodded Cheng Qianqian.
"How long will it take?"
Cheng Qianqian rubbed her chin and thought for a while. "About a year!"
Actually, three months would be enough if everything went smoothly. However, their relationship would come to an end if Si Yehan's legs were cured.
Cheng Qianqian had lofty ambitions to make it big in the empire! She could fast-track her career by at least 10 years if she had Si Yehan as her backer, so she couldn't let him go so easily!
"Deal!" Si Yehan agreed.
"However, I'll be blunt with you. If I don't recover within a year, I'll settle both old and new grudges with you!"
Cheng Qianqian curled her lips. "I know, I know!"
Wasn't it just a one-night stand? Why did he have to be so obsessed with it? It even turned into a grudge! It was her first time too! Who could she take her grievances to?
But he was the God of War, what could she do?
"Butler, bring Miss Cheng to the guest room on the second floor."
The second floor was the master's room, and the guest room was on the first floor!
However, since Si Yehan said the guest room was on the second floor, the head steward arranged for Cheng Qianqian to be in the room next to Si Yehan's bedroom.
"Tsk tsk! The God of War is indeed the God of War. A guest room here is even more luxurious and more spacious than the Cheng family's master bedroom!"
After a while, the head steward got the servants to bring over toiletries and some of Cheng Qianqian's personal clothes. They were all branded and the size was just right.
Cheng Qianqian held the clothes in her hands and blushed. It was obviously Si Yehan who said it.
Why were this guy's eyes so sharp!
Cheng Qianqian couldn't get her hands on the powder to maintain her makeup because she was at the Si residence, so she didn't dare to take a shower. She could only use water to wipe herself down before changing into her pajamas.
Before she fell asleep, Cheng Qianqian was still thinking about finding an opportunity to contact Lan tomorrow and asking her to get some powder from outside.
In the study room.
"Master, do you really believe that Miss Cheng can cure your legs?"
Previously, the head steward had only heard that the Cheng Corporation had found the long-lost heiress. In order to continue the bloodline of the Si family, he agreed to include Cheng Qianqian in the list of candidates.
But when he saw her in person today, he realized that he had been deceived by Cheng Ruohuai!
How could such an ugly country bumpkin like her be worthy of bearing children for the God of War!
Si Yehan didn't say anything. Instead, he stared at his fingers and sank into contemplation.
He was holding a short strand of hair between his fingers, and there was even a smear of black on his fingertips. However, he had not touched anywhere else. The only place that he could have gotten stained with these things was in the car when Cheng Qianqian had pressed him down and his hand rubbed against her neck accidentally.
He remembered that Cheng Qianqian was completely dark, and there was a large birthmark on her neck. On it was a mole, and on the mole was a tuft of short hair.
But if this short hair was pulled from Cheng Qianqian, how could she not feel anything at all? Furthermore, even if her skin was dark, how could it stain his fingertips?
Si Yehan sneered. The only explanation was that the Cheng Qianqian he saw now was merely a facade that she had painstakingly created!