"She slept very well." She slept extremely soundly. This person was right beside her, but she didn't move. And now that their relationship was stable, of course she slept very well.
Wan Ge stood by the kitchen, silently watching the other person cook noodles with great focus, and couldn't help but exclaim, "So handsome!"
Nan Zhi couldn't help but blush, and almost trembled when adding salt.
"Why are you spacing out?" Wange reached out and hugged him. She could smell the scent of his shower gel. He had just taken a shower.
"No." Nan Zhi silently stirred the noodles, but in his heart he was thinking, how did I embarrass myself in front of her again?
She was so close, I could feel her breath.
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After breakfast, Wan Ge sat down next to him and asked Nan Zhi, "What do you usually do at home?"
Wan Ge wondered what he did on a regular basis since he didn't go to work and stayed at home all day.
Nan Zhi answered softly, "After I get up in the morning, I will exercise first, take a shower and make breakfast. In the morning, I will do some analysis, in the afternoon I will look at some data feedback or company matters, and in the evening I will read a book or draw."
What kind of analysis?
"Economic analysis of some plans. Although I don't go to work at the company, I still help the company with these things." He knew very well that his father intended to hand over the company to him, but he really didn't want to go to the company, so he refused his father's suggestion, but he would still help his father with some things.
"I see."
Nan Zhi suddenly remembered: "Oh right, I don't think I've shown you around the house yet."
He only took her to the room and showed her the kitchen and bathroom.
"Let me show you the other rooms," Nan Zhi said, extending his hand to Wange.
Wan Ge also took his hand and let him lead her.
The first room I saw was a gym, filled with all sorts of exercise equipment. No wonder he never goes out but still maintains such a great physique; he exercises every day.
Then there are rooms for leisure and entertainment, and also rooms for competitions, but many places are covered in dust, which means he doesn't come here often.
Aside from the art studio and gym, Nan Zhi seems to rarely go to the other rooms.
So much so that a cleaning lady comes every month to clean, but it still gets dusty.
Wan Ge stood in front of a painting, looking at Nan Zhi's unfinished work. His painting was somewhat different from others, with a more bizarre and fantastical feel, perhaps because he could hear other people's thoughts.
When drawing figures, it gives the impression that what they are standing on is not a shadow, but another version of themselves.
Finally, Wan Ge's gaze fell on a painting placed in the corner.
That painting was different from the others; the painting technique was obviously very naive, but apart from the wild imagination, there was no eerie feeling about it.
Nan Zhi followed her gaze and then said, "That was drawn when I was very young. Isn't it pretty?"
Indeed, I had no skills when I first started learning to draw, I just drew whatever came to mind.
"No, I didn't expect you to draw so well when you were little. But you seem so innocent and imaginative." As a child, he was such an imaginative person who longed for beauty. But after an illness, he heard all sorts of dark thoughts about the world, so it's no wonder he didn't want to interact with people.
"Is that so?" Nan Zhi looked at the painting with a sense of realization.
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