[Is it really because your grandfather is too ill? Or is it because of someone else?]
"Grandpa!" Bai Xiaoruo scolded playfully.
What was Grandpa thinking? Honestly.
[Hehe, alright, do you think your grandfather doesn't know what you're thinking, little girl? Then you can stay there with him, just for one night. Don't go any later. You're not part of the Xian family anymore; it's not appropriate for you to keep going there.]
"Um... I know, Grandpa. You go ahead and eat. I'll go back first thing tomorrow morning."
[good. ]
After hanging up the phone, Bai Xiaoruo's emotions remained unsettled for a long time.
Her grandfather's words were actually a reminder that she and Xian Mingyu were divorced. What was the meaning of an ex-wife constantly running to her ex-husband's house? Today was an exception, since he was injured and there was no one else at home to take care of him. She decided to help him out.
She'll leave tomorrow once his fever has completely subsided, and she won't come back again.
Su Yulu should be moving in soon, after all, she's pregnant with his child.
And I... am nothing anymore.
The sadness in Bai Xiaoruo's eyes immediately caught Xian Mingyu's attention. What was wrong with her?
What did her grandfather say to her on the phone? Why did she look so sad?
Bai Xiaoruo took a deep breath and quickly composed herself. "Are you hungry? I'll go make you something to eat." If no one is home, Grandpa will need to eat too, so I'll make him something as well.
"Hmm... I want to eat noodles."
"Okay, I'll go and do it."
Since Hsien Ming-yu wants noodles, let's make noodles for Grandpa too.
After cooking the noodles, Bai Xiaoru first served a bowl of the cooked spinach and tomato noodles upstairs to Xian Zhengsen.
Because Hsien Ming-yu is injured, he has to avoid many things and eat a light diet.
"Grandpa." Bai Xiaoruo carried the noodles into Xuan Zhengsen's room.
"Oh, girl, you haven't gone back yet?" Xuan Zhengsen took off his glasses and put his phone aside.
“Yes… I’ll stay and take care of him tonight.” Bai Xiaoruo sat on the chair next to Xuan Zhengsen’s bed. “Grandpa, no matter what happens in the future, no matter how angry you are, please don’t get this angry again… He has really learned his lesson, really. You hit him so hard, now he won’t be able to go to work for many days.” Bai Xiaoruo still feels heartbroken thinking about the bloody and mangled wounds on Xuan Mingyu’s back.
Just how strong is his willpower? He was so badly injured, yet he didn't rest for so long, running around, and in the end, she bit his hand.
Xian Zhengsen smiled. How could he not know his limits when he made those moves?
That brat deserves a beating. If we don't hit him hard enough, how will he know how good Ruoya is?
They found him such a good wife, and he divorced her on his own initiative. How can anyone not be angry? He has completely disgraced the Xian family.
"Girl, are you feeling sorry for him?"
"I...I didn't."
"Alright, you go back to your room and take care of him. I'll eat by myself. You can come and collect the dishes later."
"Alright then, I'll go up first."
"Okay, go ahead."
......
Bai Xiaoruo carried two steaming bowls of noodles into Xian Mingyu's room, one for herself and one for him.
She hasn't eaten anything since noon and is starving.
Xian Mingyu was almost asleep while waiting for her; why did it take her so long to cook noodles?
I thought she had run home.
She fed him first, and then ate her own food after he was full.
Bai Xiaoruo took a small bowl and a small spoon, and first used chopsticks to put some noodles and soup into the small bowl so that it would cool down faster and be easier to feed him.
It's like taking care of a child.
She picked up a little noodle, blew on it to cool it down, and held it to his lips. "Try it and see if it suits your taste."
This was the first time she had cooked this noodle dish for him; she didn't know if he would like it.
Xuan Mingyu ate it in one bite. He hadn't eaten anything since yesterday and was starving. He hadn't had her cooking in a long time. It tasted plain, but it was delicious.
"Is it good? Is it too dry? Have some more soup."
Bai Xiaoruo scooped up some soup with a small spoon, blew on it to cool it down, and then fed it to him.
Xian Mingyu swallowed the soup; it was very sweet and delicious. He couldn't help but blurt out, "Of course, anything my wife makes is delicious."
Bai Xiaoruo paused, her hand holding the noodles still. What was he saying?
Her face turned somewhat embarrassed. What kind of time is this? Who is still his wife?
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not your wife. Hurry up and eat, I haven't eaten anything yet."
If she hadn't taken pity on him and agreed to take care of him, she wouldn't have wanted to serve him.
Hsien Ming-yu realized he had said something that made her angry, but he didn't argue back and silently ate the noodles she fed him.
No matter how much she denies it, in his heart, she will always be his only wife.
He'll win her back sooner or later.
He swallowed the noodles in his mouth and asked her, "Bai Xiaoruo."
"what?"
"I'm craving your seafood soup."
I haven't had it in a long time, and I really miss it.
Her seafood soup is really delicious; no one can compare to it.
"Don't even think about it. Seafood is considered 'heaty' food and won't do you any good for your back injury."
"When my injury heals, will you still be able to make it for me to drink again?"
Bai Xiaoruo did not answer Xian Mingyu's question directly, but changed the subject, "You have so many servants at home, you don't need me to make drinks for you... Besides, once Su Yuluo moves in, she will be serving you. I don't want people to say that I am shameless and still covet other people's husbands."
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