"Jiang Tingzhou?"
Xu Wan stared blankly at the man in front of her, almost unable to believe her eyes.
"Um."
Jiang Tingzhou took the bag from the woman's arms and smoothed the hair on her cheek with his other hand, asking gently, "You must be tired from working overtime. Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."
Xu Wan stood there, looking at the man in front of her with a normal expression, feeling a little helpless.
For a very brief moment, she even wondered if she was dreaming.
The man gently tapped her forehead and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Why are you spacing out?"
"Jiang Tingzhou," Xu Wan gently touched her forehead, "Don't you remember what happened at noon?"
"Noon?" Jiang Tingzhou's expression turned serious. "Has Liu Xing caused you trouble again?"
"No, he didn't." Xu Wan pursed her lips and said softly, "I said my mother is..."
Jiang Tingzhou opened his arms, interrupting the woman with a hug, "I remember, I know everything. This isn't your fault, it's not your mother's fault. I don't want you to say it again. It's not that I don't want to hear it, it's that I don't want to see you reopen old wounds. What's past is past, from now on..."
Jiang Tingzhou gently patted the woman's back and uttered four words—
"I'll take care of everything."
From now on, I'll take care of everything.
Xu Wan silently recited these six words in her heart, and tears immediately fell uncontrollably like beads from a broken string.
The man remained silent, letting her hold him and vent all her emotions.
Xu Wan held Jiang Tingzhou and cried for half an hour.
The man looked at her beautiful eyes, which were swollen from crying, and said with some heartache, "In that case, it's better not to go to a restaurant. Otherwise, people will definitely think I'm bullying you. Let's go home. If you don't want to order takeout, I can cook for you myself."
"You...you can cook?"
Xu Wan's voice was already hoarse from crying as she spoke.
Jiang Tingzhou reached out and put his arm around the woman. "Actually... I'm not very good at it, but I can learn."
"No need, I can."
"It's okay, I'll do it. I can learn. I believe that with my talent, it won't be long before I can cook delicious food."
Jiang Tingzhou was Xu Pingrong's lawyer back then.
He knew her better than she thought.
In order to get a shorter sentence, Xu Pingrong talked a lot about Xu Wan.
Xu Wan's father was an alcoholic and gambler. When he had money, he would go out drinking and gambling and not come home for a long time. When he ran out of money, he would come back and search for money everywhere.
In order to earn more money, Xu Pingrong worked as a live-in nanny.
Xu Wan has often been home alone since she was five or six years old.
When there was no food, she would go to the market to pick up some broken vegetable leaves, and then boil them in water and eat them while standing on a small stool at home.
Fire and hot water were dangerous things for her, and at such a young age, her hands were covered with both old and new burn marks.
She is very afraid of fire.
I'm afraid to cook.
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Although Jiang Tingzhou said that, Xu Wan still felt that cooking should be her responsibility.
After she got home, she changed her clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and saw that the kitchen light was on.
As I approached the kitchen, I saw Jiang Tingzhou standing alone by the counter, his white shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing a section of his muscular forearm.
The man held a frying pan in one hand and a spatula in the other, his eyes fixed on the phone placed to the side.
"I'll do it." Xu Wan approached and saw the sliced ham in the frying pan. "What are you making?"
"No need, I'll do it." Jiang Tingzhou gripped the handle of the frying pan tightly. "We have a bread machine at home, I want to make a simple sandwich."
Xu Wan glanced at the man who was engrossed in his phone and whispered a reminder, "Um... the ham slices are burnt."
Jiang Tingzhou always gave Xu Wan the impression of being a strategist.
This was the first time she'd seen him so flustered, and she smiled as she asked him again to confirm, "Are you sure you don't need my help?"
"I'm a certified lawyer, after all. Can cooking be any more difficult than this? I'll conquer it sooner or later."
Jiang Tingzhou placed the burnt ham on a plate, leaned over and kissed the woman beside him on the forehead. "Wait for me outside. Half an hour at most. I promise to bring out at least a decent sandwich."
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