Moreover, Ou Zihan specially changed into casual clothes after get off work just so she could go to the farmers market with her.

He leaned against the car with an air of dominance, gentlemanly opening the door for Luo Xiaoyi—it was the first time he'd ever opened a car door for a woman. His dark eyes gazed at her warmly and affectionately, a deep smile playing on his lips.

Unwittingly, his charming smile had already captivated Luo Xiaoyi countless times; fortunately, her heart was strong enough to withstand it.

Mo Nan stood aside with nothing to do; the things he should have done were being done for him by the high and mighty CEO.

He couldn't help but sigh, "Men in love are really scary. President Ou finished a whole bunch of complicated work ahead of time today so he could leave work on time. And when it was almost time to leave, he even made me buy some warm-colored casual clothes."

He was puzzled, wondering what the president was going to do. It turned out that he was going to the farmers' market with his young mistress? Making a trip to the farmers' market like a date, perhaps only the president in the world could come up with such an idea.

Perhaps only a president who has never been to a farmers' market before would be so excited; Mo Nan was about to faint.

A red Porsche sports car pulled up in the city center's farmers' market, its dazzling light immediately catching the eye of the bustling crowd, leaving those around it speechless with astonishment.

The crowd whispered among themselves: "Isn't that the world's top limited edition Porsche supercar featured in the magazine? I'm so lucky to see it in person today. Wow, just looking at it makes my heart race. If I could sit in it, wouldn't I be ecstatic?"

Who are these people in that car? Why would such important figures be shopping at a farmers' market? What's going on?

Mo Nan opened the car door, and Ou Zihan took Luo Xiaoyi's soft little hand. The man looked casual and handsome, and the woman was beautiful and charming. Amidst a chorus of sighs from the crowd, they got out of the car.

Once inside the market, the two, dressed casually, quickly blended into the crowd. Stripped of their luxurious exteriors, no one knew Ou Zihan's identity anymore. They were finally much more at ease and integrated into the ordinary people.

She suddenly realized that living a simple life with Ou Zihan, buying groceries and cooking together, wasn't so bad.

Suddenly, she was startled by her own fleeting thought: Did she really want to spend her whole life with this man?

But……

Luo Xiaoyi looked up at Ou Zihan's profile. He was clearly out of place in the crowded throng. His handsome brows were furrowed, and he was covering his nose, as if he couldn't stand the smell. Was he anxious? There were even beads of sweat on his forehead. Luo Xiaoyi took a handkerchief and gently wiped them away for him.

Her tiny gesture warmed Ou Zihan's heart to the point of melting. He turned to look at her, a deep smile on his lips, and lightly pecked her cheek with his warm lips. Luo Xiaoyi's face instantly flushed again.

"Zihan, you look so uncomfortable. Why don't you go back to the car and wait for me? I'll come back as soon as I've finished shopping, okay?" Luo Xiaoyi really felt that he was a rich young master who had been waited on hand and foot since he was a child. He probably had never even seen what a market looked like before. It was really difficult for him to come here.

"I'm not going back. I want to stay with you. I'm fine. Look, I've gotten used to it." As he spoke, Ou Zihan lowered his hand from his nose. He smiled, seemingly enjoying the smell, but the stench made him feel nauseous and want to vomit. However, he ultimately held back, wanting to make his little woman happy.

She looked at his forced expression and smiled faintly.

She was at home in the market, even feeling a sense of familiarity after not having been there for so long; while he, on the other hand, was in agony, forcing a smile to please her. Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

She lowered her eyes, a melancholy tinged with sadness. There's a saying: details determine success or failure. This small detail perfectly illustrated the gap between her and Ou Zihan; Ou Zihan was a highly respected CEO admired by many.

She was a fallen heiress. Since losing her mother, she had lived a life worse than a chicken, like a phoenix with its feathers plucked. She had suffered greatly and endured endless torment. Sometimes she even felt as insignificant as a speck of dust. At least a speck of dust has freedom, but she could not escape her terrible family. She felt as if she were imprisoned and tormented, with no hope of ever being reborn.

With such an insurmountable gap between them, was she destined to fail?

Could it be that she really is as Luo Yiting once said, "Someone who's a kept woman, someone who's a bed warmer, is delusional, wishful thinking, not a good match, absolutely impossible!" And Bai Zhi, I wonder where she is?

Sigh, the more I think about it, the sadder I get. I'd better not think about it anymore.

Why, now, for some reason, am I so afraid of losing him! Eileen Chang once said: People always feel happiest when they are close to happiness; but when happiness is actually happening, they are afraid of losing it.

This statement seems to confirm her current situation.

Ou Zihan's excited words instantly pulled her out of her sadness.

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"Baby, look, there are crayfish over here!" Ou Zihan seemed to have squeezed through a thousand troops and searched for a long time before finally finding them. He was like a man who had discovered a new continent. He dragged Luo Xiaoyi straight to the crayfish stall. He had finally found them, and he felt a sense of relief and joy.

He had barely stood still in front of the stall when Luo Xiaoyi grabbed him and pulled him away.

"The crayfish here aren't good. They're so small and look listless, almost dying. The meat of crayfish like that isn't very tasty. The meat of crayfish that are jumping around is tender and delicious," Luo Xiaoyi explained to him earnestly, based on her own experience.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so experienced! No wonder your vegetable porridge is so delicious." Ou Zihan looked at her with an admiring expression and even complimented her porridge, which warmed her heart.

"Of course, I used to be the head chef at home." Luo Xiaoyi's tone was tinged with sadness as she recalled the painful days of the past, and her heart ached.

Suddenly, her lips were attacked. She was startled for a moment before she realized what was happening. Ou Zihan was looking at her with a mischievous smile, and her face turned red again.

"Why did you attack me again? There are so many people around!" Luo Xiaoyi said angrily. She paused abruptly, awkwardly changing the word "kiss" to "attack." Immediately, seeing the people around her watching her, her face became even more embarrassed.

"You're my wife. I can kiss you anytime, anywhere, whenever I want. What's wrong with that?" he said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Ha, this man, he even has a point? However, his antics swept away her gloomy mood. He held her hand and followed his steps closely. Looking at his profile, she felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

It turns out he was trying to cheer her up and distract her from her sadness, so she would forget her grief.