Chapter 278 In this life, all I want is you...

The man wore a simple white shirt, the sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing smooth muscle lines. His rugged features gained a touch of humanity under the soft light.

Beneath his frameless glasses, his eyes were deep and his gaze was so focused and earnest that even when he was washing ingredients, his eyes held an indescribable allure.

Song Yanzhi looked up and their eyes met. A slight smile played on his lips. Knowing she was secretly watching him, he called out to her:

"Do you want to come and help? It'll be faster."

"Oh..." Nan Xia awkwardly looked away, responded, and walked over. She thought to herself that she used to have good taste, actually falling for such a handsome and talented man.

The conditions are quite good.

"Then could you help me chop these side dishes?" he said.

Nanxia hates chopping vegetables the most; she can't chop them well at all. She picked up the knife, looked at the piece of beef in front of her, and frowned. How should she cut it?

Song Yanzhi then walked behind her, grabbed her hand holding the knife with one hand, picked up the piece of beef with the other, and deliberately whispered in her ear:

"First, we'll find its texture, and then we can cut it along its texture. Since you like spicy food, I'll stir-fry some spicy shredded beef for you."

"Why don't you cut it?"

Nan Xia felt as if a small insect was crawling on her ear, making it incredibly itchy. In addition, with him pressed close behind her, her heart raced uncontrollably!

Her fair face flushed pink involuntarily—damn, has it been too long since she slept with a man? She reacts so easily?

“When we have a baby in the future, wouldn’t you like to let the baby taste your cooking?” Song Yanzhi said.

Nan Xia turned to look at him and sneered, "Who agreed to have a child with you?"

Song Yanzhi put down the knife in his hand, suddenly pulled her into his arms, his tone pitiful and sorrowful.

"You promised me six years ago. If you go back on your word and don't want me anymore, I will never be with another woman in my life. In this life, I only want you."

Nan Xia's heart skipped a beat, and a brief image of him embracing her in the office suddenly flashed into her mind—she was pleasantly surprised, as this was the first time she had a memory of it.

Is it possible to restore my memories simply by being in contact with him?

"Hurry up and finish cooking, when will we be able to eat dinner?" she said.

Seeing that she didn't push him away, Song Yanzhi felt a surge of joy—he continued to hold her hand, his chopping movements swift and steady, each cut precise and crisp, yet without a trace of impatience.

Nan Xia turned her head slightly to look at him. The cool fragrance emanating from him wafted into her nostrils, and her heart pounded a little. She hadn't expected this man to be able to cook.

In the hallway, the three kids craned their necks to peek at the two of them... Zhouzhou's jaw almost dropped when he saw his mother letting that man hold her while she chopped vegetables!

Mommy has never let Uncle Lu hold her like this before.

As expected of his biological father, he gets preferential treatment, right?

Suddenly, Zhizhi, who was wandering around the living room, saw three unfamiliar children. She ran over to them and kept sniffing them. Perhaps she smelled the scent of Nanxia on them, so she licked their faces in a friendly manner!

In the afternoon, Zhouzhou heard her mother tell her about the dog's origin. She said it looked so beautiful and well-behaved, and it was so big and fluffy. She really wanted to pet it.

Qiaoqiao liked it very much too. A sweet smile appeared on her face. She reached out and touched its fluffy head. The touch was extremely comfortable. Since becoming autistic, this was the first time she had taken the initiative to contact a strange living creature!

Zhouzhou hadn't seen her younger sister smile in a long time, and was overjoyed to see her smile now: "You like it?"

Qiao Qiao nodded emphatically.

“Then let it play with you from now on!” Zhouzhou said.

Song Yanzhi suddenly heard the child's voice and turned his head to look, but was blocked by Zhizhi's big bottom. Nanxia quickly nudged him: "Concentrate on chopping vegetables, don't cut your hand."

He had to look away, and asked with a strong hint of jealousy, "You've taken Lu Qinghe's two children as your godson and goddaughter?"

So that's what he was thinking? She nodded in agreement, "...Yes."

"You're so good to other people's kids..." Song Yanzhi said sourly.

Nanxia listened to his sarcastic words, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. She really wanted to tell him that it was his child, but she held back.

She felt she would regain her memory soon.

"Should I go to work at the law firm tomorrow?" She wanted to spend more time in familiar places.

“Okay, I’ll pick you up in the morning.” Song Yanzhi readily agreed.

"I can take the bus myself."

"I'll pick you up. It's inconvenient for you to be without a car right now." The Song family has many luxury cars, but wouldn't it be better if I personally picked her up and dropped her off?

About an hour later, six dishes and a soup were laid out on the table, along with a bottle of red wine and some soft drinks.

Looking at the many delicious and visually appealing dishes, Nanxia silently admired the man. She had heard of his reputation abroad, after all, he was the top lawyer in the country.

I thought he was very aloof, but I didn't expect him to have such a down-to-earth side.

"Why don't you go and call a few children out for dinner?" Song Yanzhi said.

"I'll take them in. Qiaoqiao doesn't like sitting with strangers." Nanxia said as she went to get a few empty plates, divided each dish in half, and then took them in.

Standing by the dining table, Song Yanzhi couldn't help but look towards the bedroom, feeling that the children were deliberately avoiding him.

In the bedroom, Zhouzhou looked at the dishes her father had made, eagerly picked up her chopsticks and took a bite, blinking her bright eyes: "Daddy's cooking is so delicious!!"

Nanxia looked at her son in surprise: "How did you know he was your daddy?"

"I guessed it when he took you to the hotel this afternoon. My sister and I look so much like him," Zhouzhou said, pouting.

"Alright, then don't acknowledge him yet. I'll observe him a bit more before making a decision," Nanxia said softly, patting her son's head.

"I know." Zhouzhou nodded, understanding what her mother meant. They had only met their father today, so they needed to get to know him better first.

Xiao Yan tasted the dish and thought it was really delicious. She was so envious of them for having a dad who could cook!

Qiaoqiao patted the sofa next to her, and Zhizhi, who was squatting on the floor, cleverly jumped on it immediately, opened her mouth wide, stuck her tongue out, and stared intently at the dishes on the coffee table, drool dripping down her face.

But it still sat obediently and didn't try to snatch anything from the coffee table.

Nanxia smiled when she saw Zhizhi's greedy look and said to her daughter, "Qiaoqiao, you can feed it less, just don't give it spicy food."

Qiaoqiao nodded to her mother with a gentle smile, which was completely unlike her usual wary and serious expression.

Nanxia looked at her daughter's changes in surprise, and felt a silent joy in her heart—her nose even felt a little sore, and she hoped that her daughter would return to normal soon.

It was her fault. Because of work, she failed to protect her and let her be kidnapped by bad people, which left her with such psychological trauma. Nanxia blamed herself every moment.