On this day, Zhuang Yibo carefully prepared lunch and dinner, using almost all his housekeeping skills to decorate the table with great sumptuousness.
She never wastes much food, but to be able to cook such a large table of dishes shows that her heart is really empty, and yet she still feels dissatisfied, always feeling that something is missing.
Seeing her going around and busy, not knowing what she was busy with in the end, Shen Wangjin finally reached out his hand and pulled her to his side, "Is there anything else you haven't prepared?"
"It seems like there's something missing..." she murmured to herself, "wait and I'll take a look..."
As she said this, she was about to turn around and go into the kitchen, but Shen Wangjin held her back and refused to let her go.
"What's missing?" He looked at a table full of dishes, "Come and count and see what's missing?"
Her eyes also stayed on the table for a long time, but she never figured out what was wrong.
Shen Wangjin finally made her sit down and smoothed her hair, which was slightly messy due to her busy schedule. "If you prepare something else, it will be enough for me for half a month."
"That's not okay." Zhuang Yibo said, "You can't eat leftovers."
When Shen Wangjin heard this, he stared at her slightly.
He has always avoided mentioning the fact that he had stomach cancer and never mentioned it to anyone.
But after escaping from death this time, he vaguely felt that she must have known about it, so she took such careful care of his diet and read many books on health care in her spare time.
But she never mentioned anything in front of him, so he just pretended that she didn't know and didn't ask anything.
This kind of tacit understanding is actually easy for both of them, but many times, she is still a little too nervous and cautious.
"Do you remember what I promised you?" After a pause, Shen Wangjin suddenly spoke slowly.
Zhuang Yibo slowly raised his eyes and looked at him.
"I said that things like before will never happen again." Shen Wangjin said, "I can do it, you know."
Zhuang Yibo bit his lip slightly, lowered his eyes for a while, and then said again: "You always say that nothing will happen to you, but in the end, you are always in extreme danger-"
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin chuckled and said: "If dealing with such a person requires a narrow escape, then wouldn't my life have been in vain for so many years?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but raise his eyes and glare at him.
Shen Wangjin continued to say slowly: "You can stay at Qianxing for a while, and I will take you back in no more than a month...or we can set off directly from there and go to London -"
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Yibo suddenly interrupted him, "Okay, okay, don't say anything. I promised you that I would go. You don't need to say these words to coax me. I will calmly follow Qian
Let the stars stay together, and you can do your own thing in peace."
She didn't want to hear his promise, and the more he promised, the more uneasy she felt.
The future of two people will last for a long time in the future, and there is no need to rely on this momentary promise.
Shen Wangjin probably saw what she was thinking. After a low chuckle, he came slightly forward and kissed her on the lips.
As soon as the kiss fell, footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.
Zhuang Yibo quickly avoided his lips and looked towards the stairs.
Shen Haoxuan came slowly, his faint eyes falling on them, clearly seeing all their intimate actions.
There was no expression on his face. He walked straight over and sat down. He glanced at the dishes on the table and said lukewarmly: "Is it so rich tonight?"