Chapter 11 (2/2)

Jiang Shaocheng had reviewed the information he had uncovered about her, and he knew she was a second year student in the medical faculty of A University–the most prestigious university in the country. “Of course. But I have one request.”

Tang Qiu heaved a sigh of relief at his agreement. “What is it?”

“Can you live with me instead of on campus?”

She nodded instantly. She had promised him she would take care of him; she hadn’t been planning to continue staying on campus anyway.

“What about you?” Jiang Shaocheng asked with a raised brow. “Feel free to tell me any requests you have.”

“I don’t have any!”

Stroking her head, Jiang Shaocheng said, “Don’t be in a rush to answer. Take some time to think about what you need before getting back to me.”

“Okay.” She was already grateful that he had allowed her to continue with her studies. She would study hard, and who knows, she might even be able to help heal him in the future!

Later at night, Jiang Shaocheng finished showering. He spared a glance at the master bedroom, then pushed his wheelchair over to the guest bedroom, where he knocked on the door.

Tang Qiu opened the door while drying her tresses, looking adorable in a pair of panda-themed pajamas. “Yes?”

“Would you rather come to the master bedroom, or have me come over here?”

Tang Qiu didn’t respond. She eyed him, trying to decipher his meaning.

“We are married. We should sleep together.”

“Oh?” Tang Qiu’s mind went temporarily blank. The thought had never occurred to her.

“You would prefer not to sleep with me?”

Jiang Shaocheng’s gaze dropped to the floor. Tang Qiu couldn’t bear the sight of his disappointment. He was a cripple. He could hardly have sex with her, even if he wanted. Besides, she had promised to take care of him. Sleeping with him was no big deal, was it?

She moved to push his wheelchair. “No, you misunderstood me. It doesn’t matter, let’s go to the master bedroom.”

When they reached his chambers, Tang Qiu took in their surroundings. The room possessed a subtle aura of power; starkly furnished in black and white, and utterly spotless, if lacking any touch of human warmth.

“Qiu, come here.”