Chapter 309 Did you cheat on me?
Wei Chizheng's hand trembled slightly, and he rested his chin on the top of her head, gently rubbing her soft hair.
He felt the person in his arms move slightly, then reached out and wrapped their arms around his waist, gently patting his back as if comforting a wronged child.
"Want me to bite you and see if it hurts?"
"Are you willing to do that?"
Xie Nanzhi's voice was close to his chest, her arms tightening around him, yet filled with tenderness, "You guessed right, I really can't bear to part with you."
There was no mockery, no rebuttal.
Xie Nanzhi readily admitted it.
Then, she raised her hand, her fingertips gently brushing across Wei Chizheng's slightly tired face. "Was it successful?"
Wei Chi buried his face in her neck, reluctant to let go. "Hmm, it went quite smoothly."
As he spoke, he tightened his arms around her, then changed the subject, "Wife, even now, holding you feels unreal."
Xie Nanzhi felt a slight pang in her heart as she listened.
She knew how hard Wei Chizheng worked and how much pressure he was under.
He might not verbally forgive Wei Huaibo, but he still cared about this father figure in his heart. After all, Wei Huaibo raised him, and the bond between father and son couldn't be severed.
She gently pushed him away a little, tilted her head up, looked into his tired eyes, and reached out to touch his angular face. The warmth of her fingertips was so gentle that it could melt ice and snow.
Xie Nanzhi's eyes softened, and a faint smile played on her lips. "How could it not be real? Look, you can clearly see it and touch it."
As she spoke, she took Wei Chizheng's hand, and the two walked into the living room hand in hand. "Oh, right, I made your favorite pork rib and lotus root soup. It's warming up in the clay pot. Go wash your hands, and I'll take it to the dining table."
Wei Chi let her pull him along, the warmth from her palm making him feel incredibly safe.
He looked down at their clasped hands; her fingers were slender, yet they possessed a strength that could support him.
The floor lamp in the living room was on, casting a warm yellow light on the sofa and coffee table. Fresh fruit, all washed and cut into pieces, was also on the coffee table.
Wei Chizheng suddenly felt that all his longing had become tangible, and all those sleepless nights seemed to have been for this moment.
So this is the true meaning of marriage: one person becomes two.
She would share her joy and ease his sorrow. The cold, impersonal room was no longer just a place to sleep, because there was always a light on for him, someone waiting for him, and a bowl of warm soup.
He held Xie Nanzhi's hand tightly and followed her steps toward the warm living room. The weariness in his eyes was gradually replaced by tenderness, leaving only joy and peace of mind.
When Wei Chizheng returned after washing his hands, Xie Nanzhi had already placed the casserole on the dining table.
As soon as the pot lid was lifted, the rich aroma of pork ribs instantly filled the air, along with the sweetness of lotus root and carrots, filling the nostrils.
The smile in the corners of his eyes was impossible to hide, and the fatigue and weariness of the day vanished in an instant.
Xie Nanzhi picked up a spoon and carefully ladled a bowl of food for Wei Chizheng. She then skimmed off the surface oil before pushing it in front of him. "Try it and see how it tastes."
Wei Chizheng picked up the spoon, blew on it to cool it down, and took a small sip.
The warm soup slid down my throat, warmed my stomach along my esophagus, and made my whole body feel relaxed.
The lotus root is stewed until it's soft and powdery, melting in your mouth with just a gentle touch; the pork ribs are stewed until they fall off the bone, easily separated with chopsticks.
In the not-so-warm late night, Wei Chizheng felt a warmth in his heart, "My wife's cooking is naturally excellent."
As he spoke, Wei Chizheng took a few more sips of pork rib soup, and before he knew it, some soup had gotten on the corner of his mouth without him noticing.
Xie Nanzhi sat opposite him, propping her chin up as she looked at him, her eyes full of laughter. She reached out and gently wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with her fingertips. "Mr. Wei, where is your elegance?"
Wei Chizheng teased, "You're disgusted with me?"
Xie Nanzhi nodded jokingly, "You know what, there's a bit of that."
Wei Chizheng wasn't angry at the joke; instead, his smile deepened.
The two chatted for a while longer before Xie Nanzhi realized that she hadn't touched the pork rib soup in her bowl, having been too busy watching Wei Chizheng.
Beauty can lead to trouble!
Thinking about it, she picked up the biggest piece of pork rib and put it in his bowl. "You haven't been eating well these past two days, have you? This rib has a lot of meat, eat more of it."
Wei Chizheng raised his head and looked at Xie Nanzhi opposite him. Under the light, her profile was as soft as a painting, with long eyelashes hanging down and casting a light shadow under her eyelids.
Wei Chizheng suddenly spoke up, "Why did you come to the capital? How is Mom's health recovering?"
After meeting for a while, Wei Chizheng forgot to ask.
Wang Shufen just underwent surgery and needs someone by her side. Why would she come to Beijing at this time?
Xie Nanzhi looked up and saw the doubt in his eyes. She explained, "Mom's health is recovering well. I left the hospital last night before boarding the plane. In two hours, I will fly back to Hong Kong."
So rushed?
Wei Chi felt sorry for him.
She must have been worried about him, which is why she went through all that trouble.
Wei Chizheng's face was a little pale, and the heartache in his eyes was about to overflow. "Wife, I'm sorry that I can't be by your side and that I make you worry about me. I'm not a good husband."
Upon hearing this, Xie Nanzhi put down her spoon and looked at him seriously, "You cheated on me?"
Wei Chizheng frowned. "How could that be?"
Xie Nanzhi, "Are you hiding something from me?"
Wei Chizheng shook his head.
Xie Nanzhi, "Are you trying to harm me?"
Wei Chizheng's face turned dark.
Xie Nanzhi placed her hands on the dining table. "You haven't done anything to wrong me, so why are you apologizing to me?"
Wei Chizheng, "..."
She paused deliberately, looked at Wei Chizheng, and quietly took his hand. "Wei Chizheng, we're husband and wife, your business is my business. You haven't done anything to wrong me. If you have to apologize for this, then shouldn't I also apologize for helping my mother find a kidney donor, taking care of her health, and staying up all night at the hospital?"
Wei Chizheng's face darkened. "That's what I should do as a son-in-law."
Xie Nanzhi asked, "So, please put away your apology. Wei Chizheng, I don't need it."
Wei Chi stared at her, momentarily at a loss for words.
After a long pause, under Xie Nanzhi's gaze, he took a deep breath and said, "Wife, I just don't want you to worry."
Xie Nanzhi felt a pang of sadness mixed with amusement as she listened, "But I am your wife."
Then, the tone shifted, and the attitude became serious, "What's the current situation? What about the old man...?"
Wei Chizheng gripped her hand tightly, and then the warmth of her palm made him feel incredibly secure.
He described the progress made in the past few days, the situation he had so far, and his plans.
After listening, Xie Nanzhi remained silent for a long time.
After a long pause, Xie Nanzhi asked, "Are you taking people to the old house tomorrow?"
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