Two months later.
Bai Xiaoruo's days were the same as always—
She went to and from school in a routine manner. At home, besides watering flowers, mowing the lawn, and drawing, she mostly read books. She became increasingly lazy about tidying up, her messy long hair was casually tied into a ponytail, she wore casual and comfortable cheap clothes, and black-rimmed glasses were placed on her face, which was completely covered by the glasses.
Bai Xiaoruo has completely made this place her home, and regards Aunt Qin and Xia as relatives and friends. She will even go into the kitchen to cook for herself occasionally.
"It smells so good~ Xiao Ruo, what are you cooking?" Xia Xia stood to the side, watching Bai Xiao Ruo stirring the steaming soup in the pot with a ladle, her mouth watering.
Because Bai Xiaoruo had said that when no one else was around, Aunt Qin and Xia should not call her "Young Mistress," and Xia had to struggle with the pronunciation for a long time before she got used to it.
"It's seafood soup. You and Aunt Qin can try it later. My mother used to cook it for me a lot when I was little. I figured out the taste myself later."
"Seafood? No, no, I'm allergic to seafood. I'd probably be done for after just one bowl..." Xia quickly shook her head and refused. "But I heard that the young master really likes seafood. If he were here, he would definitely love this soup."
Upon hearing the word "Young Master," Bai Xiaoruo paused for a moment, her hand holding the soup spoon still, before smiling and thinking, "I hope so."
It's been over three months since our wedding night, and Xian Mingyu hasn't been back here. He's probably completely forgotten about his so-called wife by now.
All the dishes were served. Bai Xiaoruo sat alone in the main seat, scooping soup with a small spoon, blowing on it gently to cool it, and sipping it slowly. Several dishes were laid out in front of her, all of them ordinary home-cooked dishes made by Bai Xiaoruo.
Aunt Qin and Xia stood aside, and no matter how Bai Xiaoruo tried to persuade them, they didn't dare to sit down and eat with her.
"Young Master, why did you come here so suddenly? You didn't even tell me beforehand."
"What? Do I need to report to anyone when I go back to my own home?"
"No, no, no, that's absolutely not what I meant."
Hearing the sound coming from the entrance, Bai Xiaoruo was so startled that she dropped the spoon in her hand and quickly stood up.
I was completely at a loss.
Is she hallucinating because she misses him so much?
As Xian Mingyu walked into the restaurant, he met Bai Xiaoruo's gaze as she stood up.
Bai Xiaoruo was so nervous that she couldn't speak for a moment.
Nervous? Happy? Excited?
All of them are available.
It feels like a dream, he's back, he's really back.
Xuan Mingyu felt that Bai Xiaoruo in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before. There was a sense of familiarity to her. Perhaps it was because he was too tired from work recently and was hallucinating that everyone he saw looked familiar.
"Are you new here?"
Xuan Mingyu sized up Bai Xiaoruo in front of him.
Her sleeves were casually rolled up, and there were still oil stains on her clothes from cooking that she hadn't had time to change. Her hair was unkempt and she didn't bother to tidy herself up. A pair of large glasses covered most of her small face, and she was wearing cheap women's slippers.
The woman in front of me looked rather rustic and wasn't wearing a uniform; she was probably a new maid.
They didn't discipline her properly. The new girl was just assigned to serve in the restaurant. Shouldn't such a slovenly country girl start by washing dishes in the kitchen and tidying up the backyard?
Hsien Ming-yu looked at him with disdain and refused to give him another glance.
Could this woman be carrying bacteria or something?
"I..." Bai Xiaoruo was slightly surprised. He didn't recognize her?
Did they really think she was just a servant here?
She was clearly the wife he married three months ago.
By the way... he seems to have never seen himself without his glasses. The number of times they've met and made eye contact is only the fourth time. He's used to being casual at home and doesn't bother to dress up, so it's not entirely his fault that he didn't recognize her.
"Where is the young mistress?" Xian Mingyu remembered that his newlywed wife also lived here.
It was lunchtime, but she was nowhere to be seen.
She either ran off to play, or she simply didn't respect her husband at all; she didn't even come out to greet him when he arrived.
His impression of her small face had long since become blurred. He vaguely remembered that she had a pair of big, round, watery eyes, and that no matter when or where, she always liked to purse her lips together, lower her head, and not dare to look at people. She was thin and looked malnourished, but on the day of the wedding, her figure was surprisingly voluptuous.
At that time, I was more annoyed than appreciative, so I didn't take a second look.
Aunt Qin and Xia Xia, who were standing nearby, also found it extremely strange. The young mistress was right there, but the young master couldn't recognize her.
"Young Madam, she..." Xia was about to blurt out an explanation for Bai Xiaoruo, but Bai Xiaoruo grabbed her hand and shook her head, signaling her not to tell anyone.
She was afraid that if Xian Mingyu recognized her, would he still leave so resolutely as he did on their wedding night?
Therefore, it's better to say nothing.
"she......"
Bai Xiaoruo took a deep breath, but before she could speak, Xuan Mingyu coldly interrupted her, "Forget it, you don't need to explain for her. Anyway, I didn't come here to see her."
However, I've been under a lot of work pressure lately, and with my grandfather, Xianzhengsen, constantly nagging me, I just came here to relieve some stress.
After all, compared to his own cold and deserted villa where he lived alone, here, hot meals were readily available, and his grandfather would no longer nag him endlessly about his estrangement from Bai Xiaoruo.
Hsien Ming-yu suddenly thought of coming over, without having notified anyone beforehand.
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