After Shen Ruiwen paused, Shen Wangjin walked straight into his office.
So much so that Shen Ruiwen was a little suspicious. Was it Shen Wangjin's order that he just heard?
But the voice just now was so clear, how could he have heard it wrong?
Shen Ruiwen walked slowly to the desk, opened the bag, and took out the familiar bowl of millet porridge.
In fact, they were having Chinese food tonight, and every dish was freshly cooked and hot. As for the fact that they just wanted to drink hot food after finishing their meal.
Shen Ruiwen thought this, but still silently took the millet porridge to heat, but this time he didn't change the tableware, and sent it to Shen Wangjin's office as before.
Shen Wangjin was not working. He was just sitting in his office chair, facing the window, almost absent-minded, and he didn't know what he was looking at.
Shen Ruiwen put the millet porridge on his desk and whispered: "Mr. Shen, the porridge is hot. Drink some while it's hot."
After a long time, Shen Wangjin finally turned around slowly, glanced at the porridge in front of him, and slowly picked up the spoon.
He drank slowly and seriously. He said he just wanted to take a sip or two, but unknowingly, he drank almost all the porridge.
Shen Ruiwen stood quietly beside him. After a long silence, he finally said: "Mr. Shen, it has been more than two months since the incident. Miss Zhuang's mood may have calmed down -"
When he said this, it was obvious that Shen Wangjin's hand holding the spoon paused.
But Shen Ruiwen still had the guts to say it, "Why don't you go see Miss Zhuang?"
The office suddenly became quiet for a long time, so quiet... Shen Ruiwen could only hear his own breathing.
But there is no other way.
He clearly knew what Shen Wangjin was thinking, he knew what Shen Wangjin couldn't let go of, and he also knew what Shen Wangjin needed.
No one can say these words to him except him.
"I know Mr. Shen is worried that Miss Zhuang will not be able to get out of that incident, and he doesn't want to bring any more harm to Miss Zhuang. But in my opinion, Miss Zhuang is not like this. She is very calm and rational.
She is very gentle, so she can tolerate many things. She can even ask the owner of this restaurant to ask about your ordering needs before leaving London——"
"Shen Ruiwen."
Shen Ruiwen had just started, and when he still had many more things to say, Shen Wangjin interrupted him directly.
Shen Ruiwen choked and just looked at him.
But Shen Wangjin just lowered his eyes and looked at the porridge bowl in front of him. After a long time, he finally said again: "Do you know what I have brought to her all these years?"
Shen Ruiwen paused again.
During the years when Shen Wangjin and Zhuang Yibo met, he was always by Shen Wangjin's side, and many things even passed through his hands.
He knew exactly how the two of them developed from the beginning to the end.
"But Miss Zhuang has forgiven you and accepted you."
"Yes." Shen Wangjin said, "As you said, because she has a gentle temperament, she can tolerate many things - including me, the person who has always brought her suffering."
"She doesn't love me, she doesn't have to be with me, she's just being forced step by step... to accept me."
"If she leaves me, she will still have many choices, and she will have a long, good life."