You shouldn't.
Wen Xi felt that she had cooperated well enough. She visited the old man once a week and performed a duet with He Tingyan in front of him.
"He said we've been together for so long, and he's never seen us holding hands once."
“…”
Well, this aspect... is indeed a bit lacking.
She only showed off with her mouth, and admittedly neglected the body language.
But let’s forget about holding hands.
She felt uncomfortable just sitting next to someone.
In order to show her sincerity in cooperating, Wen Xi showed off in front of the old man while eating hot pot.
She didn't eat much of the super delicious hotpot. She was busy picking up food for He Tingyan the whole time and even raised her hand to pretend to wipe the sweat off his face.
He Tingyan didn't know when he became so tolerant of spicy food. He scooped chili peppers into his seasoning bowl spoonful by spoonful. The sweat on his forehead never stopped. Wen Xi's hands were sore from wiping them.
"This bastard, how come he doesn't know how to feel sorry for others?" The old man cursed loudly, but he couldn't help but smile.
He Tingyan immediately put down his chopsticks when he heard this. In front of everyone, he grabbed Wen Xi's hand and said calmly, "You must be tired, Xiaoxi. Take a break. I'll give you a massage."
As he said that, he actually started to massage me, and his technique was quite professional.
Wen Xi was petrified on the spot.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he couldn't decide whether to twitch or not with his stiff claws.
"That's more like it."
Mr. He nodded, finally satisfied. After the meal, he couldn't stop smiling and his appetite was greatly increased.
While the old man and the young boy were entertaining Xiao Ba, Wen Chengyi quietly pulled He Tingyan aside, scratched his head, and took a long time to organize his words before speaking awkwardly, "Boy, you're just acting in front of this old man. Um... you still have to be careful about your behavior."
"I'm not acting. I'm serious about being Uncle Wen." He Tingyan said seriously.
"Seriously?"
"Very seriously."
"..." Wen Chengyi was very nervous and it took him a long time to figure out the taste.
He suddenly realized and raised his head: "You mean... you are sincere to my Xixi?"
"Yes."
"Weren't you acting just now?"
"No." He Tingyan crossed his arms and flexed his hands. "I saw Xiaoxi was tired, so I couldn't help but give her a massage. I was abrupt just now, sorry. But I'm quite good at massage. I've been massaging my grandfather since I was a child. Uncle Wen, do you want to try it too? You must be exhausted after working in the kitchen all afternoon."
"No, no!" Wen Chengyi imagined the scene of He Tingyan giving him a massage. That was awkward! He quickly waved his hand to refuse.
"Um... when did you... do that to my daughter?" Wen Chengyi didn't know how to organize his words.
He Tingyan paused and replied, "I'm not sure, but when I realized it, she was the only one I could have."
Wen Chengyi rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.
This kid, I don’t even know when I fell in love with him. He is even more stupid than him.
I remember that he fell in love with the child's mother at first sight. That one look touched his heart. He still remembers the feeling until now. Love is so unreasonable.
"The stream knows you..."
"I know, but she refused. She only agreed to cooperate with me until Grandpa recovered." He Tingyan replied simply, "Xiaoxi said she will never consider love again and just wants to be a single woman."
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