Chapter 72 Are you feeling a little happier?

In the kitchen.

Shi Yin took the refrigerated demoulding pastry out of the refrigerator.

Carefully cut into chunks.

Coat each with sweet shredded coconut.

Hearing footsteps behind her, she thought it was a servant and said, "Help me get a blue and white porcelain plate."

The other party's movements were agile.

The plate was quickly handed over.

Shi Yin: "Bring me a small cup of the sweet osmanthus wine Uncle Han just bought."

She gave instructions for a few more things.

This group of servants was replaced before the New Year. They have not been in Beishan Villa for long and are still getting familiar with the business. They are not very clear about the placement of items. When she asked them for help in making snow cakes before, they would go to ask the housekeeper for help, and the back and forth would always take up some time.

Today is different.

This 'servant' was very clever and worked very quickly.

So, after calling him to finish his work for the fifth time, Shi Yin took the whipped cream he handed her and looked back. After just one glance, she paused.

Han Zhan stood behind her calmly, and under her stunned gaze, he reached out and brushed the hair off her forehead, wiping off the white powder on her cheeks. "What's wrong, wife?"

"I didn't know it was you." Shi Yin said.

Otherwise, how could she order him around in a commanding tone?

He is Han Er.

No matter how down-to-earth and worldly the second young master of the Han family, the head of the eight major families, is, he still has the dignity of a rich young man in his bones and the pride of a superior who does not allow others to interfere.

As if he had guessed her thoughts, Han Zhan said, "My wife makes the cakes herself, so it's only natural for me to help. Putting all that aside, just because you're my wife, you're the one who makes the cakes."

Shi Yin frowned, "What's the reason?"

Han Zhan: "If my wife tells me to go east, I will never go west. If she tells me to stand, I will never sit. I will follow her wherever she tells me to go. I will obey her in everything and follow her every word without any second thoughts."

Shi Yin: “…”

She turned back and continued fiddling with the pastries.

Han Zhan walked around to her side and bent down to look at her eyebrows and eyes. "Uncle Han told me that you went to the amusement park during the week I was away from home?"

"Um."

"You also got an annual pass?"

"I thought the rides at Window of the World were good, so I did it."

"Planning to go there often?"

"Yes."

"Take me with you next time." Han Zhan said with a smile.

Shi Yin raised her almond-shaped eyes and glanced at him. She had only heard that the second young master Han was often seen in casinos and bars, and the amusement park did not fit his image. Why would he go there too?

Shi Yin didn't ask any more questions, just nodded: "I'll tell you the day before I go."

Han Zhan: "Okay."

After he arrived, the previously silent kitchen suddenly became noisy, his voice echoing in every corner. Shi Yin didn't know how he could have so much to say, never repeating himself, one sentence after another, as if he could never finish talking.

"What kind of wife is this?"

“Glass powder.”

"What's it for?"

“It can make the pastry more elastic.”

"What rides did you play at the amusement park, wife?"

"A roller coaster trampoline and a giant pendulum."

"What did you have for breakfast this morning, wife?"

"Tomato and egg noodles."

"Are you wearing the same maroon wool coat yesterday, wife?"

"No, it's gray."

"For the Lantern Festival the day after tomorrow, do you want the black sesame or quicksand peanut glutinous rice dumplings, wife?"

"It depends on your preference. I can do either."

"Did you buy the clothes that Ash is wearing, wife?"

"Well, I passed by a pet store while shopping at the mall and saw something suitable so I bought it."

"Could you please stop by the men's clothing store when you go shopping next time, honey?"

"If you want, I can help you choose, but my taste may not be in line with yours, so you may not like what I choose."

"I like it. I like anything you choose, honey. The koi in the artificial lake in the backyard have gotten a lot fatter. What did you feed them, honey?"

"There are a lot more succulents on the flower stand. Did you buy them new, honey?"

"...Wife?"

"...Wife?"

"Han Zhan!" Shi Yin didn't know how many words he had said. Her ears were about to explode. She turned her head and called him while stuffing a piece of freshly baked snow cake into his mouth. The world suddenly became quiet. Shi Yin raised her lips and said, "Try it."

The facts prove it.

Even eating can’t stop Han Er from talking.

He ate while following behind Shi Yin, chattering noisily. After a long while, Han Zhan mentioned something: "Wife, the Song family sent an invitation to hold a wedding in early March, a joint marriage between the Song and Shi families. The wedding of Song Sinian and Shi Qinghe."

"knew."

"I had two dresses ordered for you. Which one do you like?"

Han Zhan turned on his phone.

Shi Yin lowered her head.

One was a long-sleeved, off-shoulder, waisted, white fishtail skirt, and the other was a sleeveless, one-shoulder, lotus pink long skirt. Shi Yin decisively chose the former. Han Zhan took note and casually said, "Wife, I noticed that you like wearing long-sleeved clothes."

I met Kim Bailey at the cruise dinner, she was wearing a long-sleeved dress.

At Ms. Bai's birthday party, she wore a long-sleeved dress worth thousands of gold.

A few years ago, he invited several clothing brands to hold a fashion show at Beishan Villa. The clothes she chose, whether inner wear or outer wear, all had sleeves, and even the pajamas were long.

Han Zhan's words made Shi Yin tense for a short time.

I subconsciously clenched my forearm.

Through the thick sweater, her slender white fingers clenched and pinched that spot several times. Suppressing the emotions welling up in her heart and hiding the cold sweat at her temples, Shi Yin took a deep breath and released her hand. Without looking at the person beside her, she left the kitchen first: "I'm going to the living room to check on Ah Xiu."

Han Zhan noticed her embarrassment.

He thought she was upset by the words 'Song Sinian's wedding', so he picked up the plate of snow cake on the stove and followed her: "Wife, walk slowly, wait for me."

…

At night.

Shi Yin took a bath.

The hot water swallowed her whole, taking away her breath. At the last second before drowning, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the edge of the bathtub, broke through the water and sat up.

Water stains covered her entire face.

Dripping down the cheeks.

Shi Yin's unfocused eyes drooped as she looked at the scars, large and small, on her arms. She had been seriously ill for a while, losing her sense of pain. She couldn't sleep all night, so she would squat in a corner and scratch her arms with a knife like a letter opener.

Want to live.

And I really want to die.

Falling into the quagmire of contradictions and entanglements, the more you struggle, the deeper you sink.

"Bang!"

The sound of fireworks launching into the sky disturbed Shi Yin's thoughts, and the woman's empty eyes gradually became full of charm. She calmed herself down, wiped the water off her face, stood up from the bathtub, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and walked out.

The colorful flames reflected in the night sky.

The light shone on her thin body through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the master bedroom living room.

Shi Yin was attracted by the light and walked towards the direction where the light came from. When she got closer, the first thing she saw was not the blooming sparks, but Han Zhan who was standing in the snow in the backyard and running around with a candle in his hand.

The open space was filled with fireworks that were not set off on New Year’s Eve.

There are a lot of them.

He was busy ordering one bucket, then another. Shi Yin stood silently by the window, her eyes taking him in. She stared for an unknown amount of time before someone knocked on the door.

The butler pushed the door open.

In her hand, she was holding a pink deer framed in a glass box.

Shi Yin turned around and heard Uncle Han say, "Madam, this is a gift that my husband brought you."

As they got closer, Shi Yin realized she had seen this deer before. Han Zhan had sent her a photo of it on WeChat a few days ago. At that time, the deer was in the window of a luxury store on New York Street.

He said the fawn was very beautiful.

He said that he wanted to give his wife all the beautiful and interesting things he saw.

Shi Yin thought he was joking and never thought that he would actually bring this little deer ornament from Country M across the ocean, across thousands of mountains and rivers, back to the capital, and present it to her.

The phone on the coffee table buzzed a few times.

Shi Yin came back to his senses.

Walked over and picked it up.

[Han Zhan]: "Wife, have you finished your shower? Come and watch the fireworks."

[Han Zhan]: "(Picture of Ah Xiu making a heart shape with his two feet)"

Shi Yin turned back to the window. As she lowered her eyes to look out at the courtyard, she saw Han Zhan, standing in the shadows, looking up at her. Their gazes met, and she saw him typing a message. Then, a new message popped up on her phone.

[Han Zhan]: "Is the deer pretty?"

[Shi Yin]: "It looks good."

【Han Zhan】: "Where are the fireworks?"

[Shi Yin]: "It's also very beautiful."

The phone rang, and he called. Shi Yin looked at him and put the phone to her ear. Along with the sound of fireworks rising into the sky and the whistling of the cold wind, there was also Han Zhan's soft voice: "Are you happy?"