My CEO Husband Has Some Issues-Chapter 1014: Helping Rong Yan Blow-dry Her Hair

She didn’t get out of the car because she didn’t want to waste Li Shengxiao’s kindness, and the other reason was that she truly didn’t know how to fix cars and didn’t want to get in the way.

Even knowing this, Rong Yan touched his skin that was chilled by the rain and still felt depressed about it.

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Half an hour later, the car returned to the old house.

Rong Yan had phoned Lin Zhiya in the part of the city with signal coverage and roughly explained the minor mishap they had encountered on the road.

Upon their arrival at the old house, Lin Zhiya, draped with a shawl, hurried over and pushed Li Shengxiao inside, "My goodness, how could you get so drenched? Come in quickly. I’ve had Nanny Xiang prepare bathwater for you, hurry up and take a hot bath."

While urging Li Shengxiao, she also didn’t forget to care for Rong Yan, "Yan, are you cold? Come inside quickly. I’ve prepared clothes and hot tea for you as well, go in and take a rest later, have some hot tea and then take a bath."

"Okay, thank you, Mrs. Lin." Rong Yan was always gentle and obedient in front of Lin Zhiya, very well-behaved, a completely different person from her unyielding self elsewhere.

After Rong Yan went inside, she wrapped herself in the blanket Little Baby had handed her, and after sipping some warm hot tea, her pale, frozen complexion looked much better.

She pinched the cheek of the handsome boy who was worried she wasn’t wrapped up warmly enough and had brought her another small blanket, smiling and saying, "Thank you, my dear, but mommy has enough, no need to bring more."

"I’m worried mom is cold." Li Duidui furrowed his brows, his concern nearly matching that of an adult, just short of frowning his eyebrows into a knot.

Rong Yan sighed at the pleasant touch of his palm, and reluctantly pinched his little face again, "With my Little Baby waiting for me at home, mommy is nice and warm, not cold at all."

To prove she really wasn’t cold, Rong Yan even squatted down and let him touch her forehead to confirm it was warm, "See, not cold at all."

Li Duidui, feeling her cozy warmth, finally calmed his restless heart from the evening and placed the small blanket he had brought onto the sofa, "Okay then, tell me if you get cold, mom."

After Rong Yan had hot tea, she went to the bathroom to take a quick hot shower and came out.

Seeing her come out, Lin Zhiya immediately called her over, "Yan, come here, I have stewed pigeon soup for you, come and have some."

Rong Yan walked over.

Seeing her hair was still slightly damp, Lin Zhiya disapproved, "At night, you must blow-dry your hair completely after washing it, otherwise when you get older your head will easily ache. Ah, you young people just don’t pay attention to preservation of health, you’ll understand in the future."

"Wait here, I’ll find a hairdryer and blow it for you a bit more."

Rong Yan couldn’t stop her, and shortly after, Lin Zhiya came back with a hairdryer found by the servants, lovingly pressed her down on the sofa and said, "You sit, I’ll help you dry it."

Rong Yan was having her hair blown by an elder for the first time, and felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, restless from discomfort. She reached out to take the hairdryer, "Mrs. Lin, don’t trouble yourself, let me do it."

"You can’t see yourself, just sit." Lin Zhiya pushed her gently back down by the shoulders and softly said, "There are some spots you can’t blow well by yourself, I’ll help you and it will be dry in no time."

Rong Yan, not one to be fussy, just felt a bit out of place in front of elders. Despite feeling uncomfortable, she obediently sat still and didn’t wrestle the hairdryer away from Lin Zhiya.

Lin Zhiya turned on the hairdryer, choosing the gentlest breeze.