“Okay.” Wen Yixing smiled. “The day after tomorrow, I’ll take Yaoyao to see your aunt and uncle, and also to see your new house, which I haven’t been to yet.”

Summer: "Okay! It's a deal!"

......

Wen Yixing had already returned the apartment she had been living in in Beijing, and went straight to Shen Jingshao's large apartment in Beijing after returning.

Because it's close to the Lunar New Year, red lanterns have been hung up in shops along the roadside and in residential areas.

This is a Chinese New Year atmosphere that can't be experienced abroad, and Wen Yixing felt a deep sense of familiarity watching it.

As Wen Yixing looked out the window, she saw a familiar figure.

It was Fang Shiyu, whom I hadn't seen in a long time.

Despite the cold winter weather, Fang Shiyu was not afraid of the cold. She was dressed very lightly, and a young man in a black down jacket was standing next to her. They seemed to be dating.

They must have been arguing. The boy forcefully shook off Fang Shiyu's arm, and Fang Shiyu almost fell.

After regaining his footing, he reluctantly followed.

Wen Yixing had not been in contact with the Fang family for over a year. She was abroad and rarely even heard Fang Shiyan's name.

Fang Shiyu outside didn't notice her.

Wen Yixing didn't want to have any contact with the Fang family right now, so she looked away and looked elsewhere.

She initially thought Shen Jingshao wasn't home, but when she opened the door with her key, she heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen.

Wen Yixing changed her shoes and walked over.

In the kitchen, as expected, Shen Jingshao was wearing an apron and cooking.

Hearing the noise, Shen Jingshao turned around to look at her. "You're back. Have you eaten?"

Wen Yixing walked over and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Shen Jingshao's cooking skills are excellent; just smelling the aroma made Wen Yixing a little hungry.

Shen Jingshao placed a piece of freshly cooked pork rib on her plate and told her to eat it first: "Are you hungry?"

Wen Yixing drawled, "I'm both sleepy and hungry."

Shen Jingshao smiled and said, "It'll be ready soon. Go take a nap after lunch."

Wen Yixing responded, then asked, "Where's Yaoyao?"

Shen Jingshao: "She's asleep, she hasn't woken up yet."

Wen Yixing: "I'll go check on him."

Fang Jingyao was sleeping soundly, and Wen Yixing couldn't bear to wake him.

So at noon, it was just the two of them enjoying lunch.

Wen Yixing was happy and even drank some fruit wine.

The fruit wine tasted pretty good. Wen Yixing drank about half a glass, but Shen Jingshao noticed that she was drinking too fast and took the remaining half glass back.

Wen Yixing was a little unhappy and didn't want to talk to him.

Shen Jingshao smiled and pulled her into his arms, coaxing her softly.

Wen Yixing wasn't that angry. After he apologized, she softened a bit.

After all, he's so busy, yet he's still willing to cook for her.

"I'm so happy that you agreed to move in this time," Shen Jingshao said softly, holding her fingertips.

Wen Yixing didn't quite understand and looked up at him.

Her eyes were so beautiful that Shen Jingshao couldn't resist giving her a light kiss on the lips.

It has a plum flavor.

"Why are you so happy?" Wen Yixing asked.

Shen Jingshao smiled and looked at her for a long time before saying, "Because this was my wishful thinking."

Because he once hid in a corner where no one knew him, coveting another man's wife.

He longed to win her love as well.

Perhaps it was the pleasant atmosphere in the living room, or perhaps it was the intense emotion in his eyes, but Wen Yixing felt her heart tighten.

She took his hand, suddenly tilted her head back, and kissed the corner of his lips.

Wen Yixing called softly, "Chen Jingshao."

Shen Jingshao responded, "Hmm?"

Wen Yixing looked up, her eyelashes trembling, but she looked firmly into his eyes and said softly, "I think I'm liking you more and more."

It's not that they're being controlled.

It's a genuine liking.