As she was observing him, the man walked past her carrying a tray of food.
Rong Shang turned around and saw him place the plate on the glass table in front of her.
Even from several meters away, Rong Chang could still see the bowl of white porridge steaming hot.
Perhaps seeing that she was in a daze, the man returned and gently touched her forehead.
"Thankfully, the fever has subsided."
The man's gentle voice brought her back to reality.
Rong Chang lowered her head and chuckled.
Looking up again, her expression was calm and composed. "Thank you."
"I don't know how to address you?"
Is it inappropriate to ask this question?
Rong Shang stared at him, momentarily stunned.
Um?
Rong Shang thought about it for a moment and realized there was nothing wrong with it.
The original owner didn't even know her fiancé's name.
"Hua, Hua Xichen." The man withdrew his hand and subconsciously put it into his pocket.
"Oh." Rong Chang nodded, acting as if they were old friends. "Then I'll call you Xi Chen from now on?"
"..." Hua Xichen's fingertips trembled slightly, and he turned his face away to look into the room. "Anything is fine."
She didn't even open the curtains.
After Hua Xichen finished speaking, he went to the window to draw the curtains.
Wow.
Light streamed in from outside, and Hua Xichen turned to look at her, a gentle smile still on his lips. "Have you washed up?"
"Let's drink the porridge first."
"Not yet." Rong Shang shook her head.
She remembered that the suitcase she brought yesterday was still outside. She turned around and looked at the corridor outside, just about to say that she would go downstairs and bring the suitcase up.
Then I heard him say, "I've brought all your luggage in."
"There are new towels and toothbrushes in the bathroom, please use them."
...
Rong Shang's arrival kept Hua Xichen busy for quite a while.
Well, after spending two or three hours together, Rong Shang could tell that he was a thoughtful and exceptionally gentlemanly person.
If it weren't for all the strange and unusual opinions people have about him, he would definitely be very popular with girls.
Look, this morning he helped her carry her suitcase up to the second floor, bought her new towels and toothbrushes, and even cooked lunch for her.
The food this person makes is truly five-star restaurant quality.
Rong Shang ate another piece of pork rib and praised him with a smile, "You're really good at cooking."
He seemed a little embarrassed, and touched the back of his neck. "Really?"
"You're the first person to say that."
"Oh?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.
She assumed it was because someone had criticized his cooking before, and said, "They really have no taste."
Hua Xichen hummed in response, his tone uncertain.
At one o'clock, Hua Xichen went to work.
Let her rest at home.
After he left, Rong Shang lay alone on the sofa, cracking sunflower seeds and watching TV shows.
My phone rang shortly after.
I picked it up and saw that it said "Huo, Dad".
Rong Shang recalled how resolutely he had pushed the original owner into the car yesterday.
I won't answer.
I picked up my phone and immediately put it on silent.
She fell asleep after eating half of the sunflower seeds.
When I woke up at five o'clock and checked my phone, there were more than a dozen missed calls.
Five or six of the calls were from the Huo family, and the rest were from the original owner's sisters.
By the way, the original owner of this body ran a dance studio with her best friend before she died.
She teaches ballet, and her best friend teaches jazz.
This dance studio is quite well-known locally.
Seeing her, Rong Shang suddenly remembered that she still had to go to work.
She raised an eyebrow and quickly sat up.
I picked up my phone to call her best friend, but she called first.
As soon as the call was answered, the other party launched into a tirade of abuse.
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