Su Jin pushed Zheng Lin's shoulder with her hand, but couldn't move him. She then squatted down and crawled out of his arm.

"I'll go cook something to eat." Su Jin went to the kitchen herself, quickly brought out a bowl of noodles, put it on the table, and started eating.

After slurping a couple of mouthfuls of noodles, I heard the man's voice say, "You only made one bowl?"

“Well, don’t you eat at your fiancée’s place? She’ll get suspicious if you’re gone for too long. You still have to go back for meals, to maintain our secret relationship in the long run,” Su Jin stretched out her left hand that was holding the bowl and waved it with the back of her hand, repeating the same old advice: “Go back and see He Ru as soon as possible. After three hours, find another reason to come out. Plan it out yourself and manage your time well so that you can be with multiple people.”

She talks as if she knows everything, but in reality, she doesn't understand any of these things at all.

Fortunately, she has a strong sense of conviction as an actress. If she believes she understands something, then she truly understands it. Not only that, she also wants to act in a way that makes the other person feel that she understands it as well.

Zheng Lin was surprised to see her eating so heartily.

In his memory, she had a small appetite and never ate much, but today she ate a large bowl, which was quite an increase.

Zheng Lin didn't plan to leave now, so he sat down across from her at the table and watched her eat. Suddenly, he remembered the two years she had been missing.

Perhaps this change is because she hasn't had a good time these past two years.

In the past two years, in order to avoid him, I haven't used the money in my account, so I must not have had a good life. I may not even be able to afford food because I have no money. Maybe I'm still working odd jobs to support myself, living a life of hardship.

Su Jin buried her head in her noodles, completely unaware that her image in Zheng Lin's mind had undergone a dramatic change. She had suddenly transformed from a rebellious, runaway bride into a bride who was nearly starving to death.

Little did she know that when Zheng Lin was thinking these things, he still considered her his wife.

With the soup almost gone, Su Jin picked up the bowl, finished the last sip, and put down her chopsticks contentedly. Then she heard the man's voice ask, "Are you full?"

Su Jin: "I'm full. But aren't you hungry? If you don't leave soon, the phone is about to ring."

Zheng Lin said considerately, "Next time you're hungry, I'll have someone bring you some food."

"No need." Su Jin felt that Zheng Lin's gaze was strange, as if there was a hint of pity in it.

Pity? You must have misread it.

Rejected by his kindness, Zheng Lin looked at her small face and thought: She must have had a really tough time these past two years; her face has gotten noticeably thinner, something he hadn't really noticed before. And her waist has become so much thinner; it was already quite slender, but now it's even more slender.

Zheng Linzhi frowned.

This sudden frown made Su Jin think she had hurt his pride as a man, but he wasn't that fragile after hearing the words "no need."

Su Jin also frowned.

Just then, Zheng Lin's phone rang.

Su Jin was like a prophet, accurately predicting the beginning of the story. He Ruoran called to ask where Zheng Lin was and when he would come over to have dinner together.

Zheng Lin was holding his phone to his ear when Su Jin twisted open her water bottle, drinking as she thought: Let's go, I want to take a nap.

Hearing He Ru's sweet, coquettish question, Zheng Lin glanced at Su Jin, who was drinking water, and suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

She didn't seem very happy.

He Ru called him, and she was unhappy when she heard it, so she pretended to drink water to hide her true feelings.

Zheng Lin said into the phone, "Then you eat first. I have something to do; I'm in a video conference outside."

Hearing that he wasn't leaving, Su Jin excitedly spat out a mouthful of water. Luckily, she reacted quickly and sprayed it to the side, preventing it from hitting the person opposite her in the face.

She patted her chest and coughed violently, feeling like water was leaking from her throat.

What's going on? Are you deliberately messing with her?

......

In a villa at the other end of the resort.

He Ru was wearing a carefully chosen low-cut dress, thinking that after dinner she could win over Zheng Lin Ge, but now Zheng Lin Ge told her to eat by herself first.

She went to great lengths to invite a top French chef over, just to create a romantic atmosphere and make today's efforts more effective.

He Ru was naturally unwilling to give up, so she continued to plead sweetly, "No matter how important work is, you still need to eat. Your health is the most important thing. Come back and have dinner with me first, and then you can get back to work later."

But there was no response on the other end of the phone, and then a coughing sound came through before the call was abruptly disconnected.

Zheng Lin didn't hear what He Ru said afterward. He hung up the phone and went over to pat Su Jin on the back.

Su Jin choked and couldn't speak for a long time, tears streaming down her face. Finally feeling a little better, she looked at him with red eyes, her voice slightly hoarse: "Why didn't you leave?"

To Zheng Lin, the tone and the question carried a hint of reproach. It was a complaint that he had answered the phone.

Zheng Lin could clearly see the tears welling up in her eyes, her slightly reddened eyes, which softened his heart.

"I'm not leaving. This villa is quieter than the other one, which is perfect for me to work in." Zheng Lin gave himself a good reason, but only he and his assistant Gao knew that he had no work scheduled for today.

Actually, he's not busy most of the time unless he finds things to do for himself.

Su Jin unlocked her phone and deftly booked another villa that was not occupied. After booking, she quickly went back to her room and pulled out her suitcase. "Then you can use this one for your office. I think it's too quiet here, not suitable for me. I like it a bit more lively. I'll be playing some rock and rap music later, so I don't want to disturb you. I've already booked another villa. Goodbye."

Su Jin put on her sun hat and waved to Zheng Lin with a smile.

Zheng Lin: "..." People who have been lonely for too long may not like quiet. She must have been very lonely during those two years, working hard from dawn till dusk to earn money. She was not free most of the time, which is why she fell in love with unrestrained music like rock and rap.

Thinking of this, he frowned again.

Su Jin rushed to the newly booked villa, and as soon as she entered, she turned on loud music, afraid that Zheng Lin was hiding outside to monitor her.

......

Xu Residence.

Xu Jingzhi's room was always locked from the inside, and he was never seen coming out.

Song Leilei brought breakfast and lunch twice, but the door wouldn't open when she knocked. However, when it was time for dinner, the door opened before she even knocked.

She took a small bite of the meat in her mouth, holding the food with a hint of anger.

"You finally decided to open the door, you..."

Xu Jingzhi's face was pale, and she was leaning against the door frame. She couldn't say the angry words she was about to say; all she could feel in her heart was concern.

Song Leilei asked a pointless question nervously: "Is your injury from last night still not healed?"

Hearing such a funny remark, Xu Jingzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud. "If I get bitten by a mosquito, it's impossible for me to be better the next day, let alone if I get bitten by a..." He stopped there, afraid that his father would hear him and worry about him.

On this point, he and Song Leilei had an unusual understanding. If something happened, they would keep it from Xu's father if they could, because they didn't want him to worry about it.

After a pause, Xu Jingzhi looked at him with a hint of doting and said, "What kind of question is that? You're getting dumber and dumber."

Song Leilei didn't want to argue with him, a patient, so she asked another pointless question: "Are you feeling better?"

Xu Jingzhi spread his arms. "Look at me standing here, do I look like I'm about to disappear?"

"It's good that you're alright." Song Leilei placed the food on the tray on the small square table in the room, her eyes casually glancing at his bed.