Ruan Xingwan said: "Can you please stop asking me such incomprehensible and ambiguous questions all the time."
"Um?"
Ruan Xingwan took a breath and looked at him again: "You will make me feel that the child was born to me."
This was the first time Ruan Xingwan spoke so frankly in front of him.
She had tried it many times before.
But every time she got the answer, her guess was overturned.
Zhou Cishen didn't know what he was thinking. He seemed to be particularly interested in asking her questions.
Zhou Ci stared at her with deep dark eyes, and after a few seconds, he chuckled: "What are you thinking about? I think since you like that little bastard so much, I can accept him as your godson, so that you can be more convenient in the future.
Meet him."
"...Thank you, no need."
Zhou Cishen said: "Don't be so anxious to answer. You can think about it and give me an answer when you think about it."
After he finished speaking, his cell phone rang and he left the kitchen to answer the call.
Ruan Xingwan put the pot on the stove, turned on the fire, and looked at the red and blue flames in a daze.
After looking at it for a while, she suddenly felt her eyes hurt.
Maybe I really overused my eyes.
Ruan Xingwan rubbed his eyes, looked away, and went to chop vegetables.
It is impossible for Zhou Cishen to always mention that child in front of her for no reason. There are only two reasons.
Or it was really what she guessed.
If this is the case, then Zhou Cishen has been lying to her since a long time ago, and he pretends to be nonchalant every time.
Or it could be because he knew she liked that little guy and wanted to use this to make up for the child she lost.
Thinking this way, she was a little lost in thought, but she forgot to put down the knife in her hand and cut her finger.
The moment the pain came, Ruan Xingwan instantly retracted his thoughts, but the knife was too sharp and had cut through the flesh, and red blood began to seep out.
She quickly opened the faucet and poured cold water on it.
Zhou Cishen came over after answering the phone. When he saw blood on the cutting board and knife, he frowned and strode over: "Did you get the cut?"
Ruan Xingwan hummed: "Please bring me a band-aid. The wound is not big. I..."
Before she finished speaking, Zhou Cishen had already turned off the water, held her wrist, and pulled her to the sofa.
"Sit."
Zhou Cishen turned around, took out the medical kit from under the coffee table, took out iodine and cotton swabs, and disinfected her wounds.
Ruan Xingwan hissed in pain: "Be gentle."
The man's thin lips pursed slightly, and he continued calmly: "I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow."
"It's just a small opening, no need."
"Look at the eyes."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Go to hell, dog man!
Not a single good word came out of his mouth.
Zhou Cishen treated her wound and put a band-aid on it.
Ruan Xingwan got up and was about to go to the kitchen when Zhou Cishen said: "I'll do it. You sit tight."
"It's better to say goodbye..."
Ruan Xingwan felt sorry for the pots and pans in the kitchen.
Zhou Cishen gave me a cold look, as if to say, are you questioning me?
Ruan Xingwan said: "Forget it, just turn off the heat. I'm ordering takeout and suddenly want to eat barbecue."
Hearing this, Zhou Cishen didn't say anything more, walked into the kitchen and turned off the fire.
Ruan Xingwan heard the movement inside, and just when he was about to ask him not to clean it up, he heard a shattering sound.
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
How on earth could he do this, break something every time he entered the kitchen?
Anyway, he smashed it, and Ruan Xingwan didn't want to worry about anything else. He took out his mobile phone and started ordering takeout. He also thought that Zhou Cishen didn't eat spicy food very much, and he didn't like things like barbecue and hot pot, and his stomach was not good.
She ordered something lighter.
It was quite late now, but by the time the takeaway was delivered, it was already half past twelve.
While waiting for the takeout, Ruan Xingwan took some clothes and wanted to take a shower.
As soon as she reached the bathroom door, Zhou Cishen came out of the kitchen and stood in front of her.
Ruan Xingwan: "?"
Zhou Cishen said calmly: "Aren't you injured? Do you want me to help you?"
"..."
Ruan Xingwan locked him directly outside the bathroom.
Zhou Cishen licked his lips and walked back to the living room.
He sat on the sofa, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
Soon, Chen Bei's voice came: "Mr. Zhou, Li Xue seems to have been discovered by Miss Ruan just now."
Zhou Cishen said lightly: "Solved."
"Have Miss Ruan been living here recently? Do you want to give them another place to live?"
Zhou Cishen raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose: "Don't be anxious yet, wait for me to think about it."
Chen Bei responded: "Okay."
"Does Li Xue often see her boyfriend in the past two days?"
"I just went out to meet her tonight, and then I met Ms. Ruan. There is no other time."
But Ruan Xingwan stayed here last week, and Li Xue and Xu Yue didn't go out. She went to see them once after several days, and it wasn't a big problem.
"I know, keep staring."
Zhou Cishen added, "I don't have much time to go there recently, so I need to take good care of them."
Chen Beidao: "Yes."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Cishen lowered his head and glanced at his shirt that was half wet with water. He simply went back to the room to get his clothes and went straight into the bathroom.
When he entered, Ruan Xingwan was washing her hair. Her eyes were so irritated by the foam that she couldn't open her eyes. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she quickly said, "What are you doing?"
Zhou Cishen stood next to her and unbuttoned her shirt with one hand: "Squeeze."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Obviously, his purpose is not that simple.
After Ruan Xingwan rinsed the bubbles off her head, she no longer wanted to apply shower gel. She took the bath towel and wanted to go outside. But as soon as she took two steps, someone stopped her and hugged her back. Zhou Cishen whispered in her ear.
The voice said: "Not washed."
"I……"
"I'll help you, you're welcome."
…
Finally, the doorbell rang, ending everything that happened in the bathroom.
Ruan Xingwan was too tired to move, so he kicked Zhou Cishen: "Go and get it."
Zhou Cishen raised his eyebrows slightly, put on his clothes, and left the bathroom to get takeout.
Ruan Xingwan took a shower again before slowly getting dressed.
She was already very hungry, but now that she had exhausted her energy, she became even hungrier. She finished the barbecue in no time, and even set her sights on the food in front of Zhou Cishen.
Zhou Cishen said slowly: "If you want to eat, just tell me. It's not like I won't give it to you."
Ruan Xingwan was not polite to him and pulled him over: "I bought it. What's wrong with me eating something?"
She was afraid that Zhou Cishen wouldn't be full, so she ordered a lot, just enough for the two of them.
Zhou Cishen looked at her, curled up the corners of his lips, and said without warning: "Do you think it's more convenient to live with me than to live with you elsewhere?"