But the man didn't ask anything, he just smiled and said, "Are you hungry? I've had some soup made."
Before Shi Nian could reply, Zhan Xiuchen added, "Even if you're not hungry, you should drink some. My little wife is too thin. I hope to fatten her up a bit."
As he spoke, a gentle smile graced the man's brows, making his dark pupils appear even brighter and more lustrous.
Shi Nian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
A fragrant soup was served shortly afterward.
The soup was a little hot.
Shi Nian burned herself when she put the food in her mouth.
Seeing this, Zhan Xiuchen took the spoon from Shi Nian's hand.
He would blow on the soup with each spoonful to lower its temperature before putting it into Shi Nian's mouth.
Every spoonful was handled with utmost care.
I was afraid that Shi Nian would get burned.
Shi Nian paused for a moment.
No one had ever treated her like that before.
He fed her the soup spoonful by spoonful.
So meticulous, so patient, and so gentle.
After taking a few sips of soup, Shi Nian suddenly turned her head away.
Zhan Xiuchen's hand, holding the spoon, froze in mid-air, but his gaze remained as deep as the deepest lake, brimming with affection, almost overflowing.
"Can you let me go back?" Shi Nian suddenly asked.
She didn't know why she suddenly said that.
Perhaps ever since she was brought here, she has been longing to go back.
Today, I finally couldn't hold back any longer, so I asked the question.
She didn't like life in the affluent neighborhood.
She felt out of place here.
Although the man gave her enough freedom.
She can go almost anywhere she wants without anyone stopping her.
But after witnessing Zhan Xiuchen and Shiyu staring at each other today, the urge to go back grew like wildfire and was impossible to suppress.
Zhan Xiuchen was clearly taken aback.
Then he held the spoon to Shi Nian's lips, as if coaxing a child: "Be good, finish the soup first."
Shi Nian opened her lips.
And so, Shi Nian finished a bowl of soup.
Zhan Xiuchen put down the spoon, his expression gentle and warm: "Shi Nian, I brought you back to be my wife. You should agree to that, right?"
As he spoke, Zhan Xiu pondered deeply.
His eyes were very serious.
His attitude was very sincere.
Just like an elementary school student.
When you tell your parents, remember that you have to keep your promise.
Such sincerity, such genuineness, such carefulness—even though Shi Nian knew it was fake, she still felt a pang of pity.
She lowered her eyes, avoiding Zhan Xiuchen's gaze.
Shi Nian said softly, "I don't know what you're trying to do, and I don't want to ask, because sometimes the more you know, the worse it might be."
“But you saved my grandmother, so I have to come back with you, no matter what you want to do,”
After a pause, Shi Nian continued, "I was just asking today. If you don't want to, then forget it."
After saying that, Shi Nian stood up.
She was so tired today and wanted to go back to her bedroom for a good night's sleep.
However, as she was about to leave, Shi Nian's gaze suddenly fell on the bowl on the dining table.
A look of disbelief flashed across Shi Nian's eyes.
She remembered how Zhan Xiuchen had fed her the soup spoonful by spoonful.
They carefully blew air into the soup before feeding her, as if treating her as a precious treasure.
No one had ever treated her like this before.
Never.
Her grandparents treated her very well.
It's really good.
But Grandma has a mild form of mental illness.
Grandpa has to work every day and take care of Grandma.
Even when Shi Nian was young, Grandpa Shi wouldn't have had the time or energy to feed her soup so carefully.
The dazed look in Shi Nian's eyes deepened.
After a long pause, she looked at Zhan Xiuchen and said, "But Mr. Zhan, could you please not be so nice to me? Because I'm afraid that one day I might actually take it seriously."
Upon hearing this, Zhan Xiuchen was suddenly shocked!
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