Chapter 181 Zhao Wenxian x Shen Yanheng 2
On Sunday, Zhao Wenxian was woken up early by Zhao's mother to dress up. After breakfast, T took everyone to the agreed restaurant.
It was not known whether she was afraid that she would run away or that she was afraid that she would interfere, but Zhao's mother did not leave, but sat at a seat farther away.
Zhao Wenxian lowered her head, with the amulet in her pocket. She had no choice but to live her life like this.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Zhao Wenxian?"
A gentle voice sounded above her head. Before she could collect her confused thoughts, Zhao Wenxian had already raised her head and met the inquiring eyes of the person who came.
In just a moment, Zhao Wenxian froze in place, her pupils trembling, as if she had seen something that shocked her.
"Are you okay?"
Zhao Wenxian came back to her senses, and was shocked by her own gaffe. She quickly turned around and said, "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now."
"Nothing." The man walked over to sit opposite her and extended his hand to her, "Hello, Shen Yanheng."
Zhao Wenxian gently held it, trying her best to suppress the trembling in her voice, "Zhao Wenxian."
The marriage had already been decided, so the blind date was just a formality.
On the way back, Zhao's mother kept whispering in her ear how great Shen Yanheng was and how to prepare for their wedding.
But she could never have imagined that the person she was praising now was the one she forced her daughter to give up ten years ago.
Zhao Wenxian wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. She just felt ridiculous and lucky. Maybe God felt sorry for her and let her realize her dream after going through so many twists and turns just when she was about to give up.
Half a month after the blind date, the two got their marriage certificate. Zhao Wenxian looked at the marriage certificate in her hand as if in a dream, and couldn't help but look at the man driving next to her.
They didn't talk along the way. The car stopped downstairs. Shen Yanheng got out of the car and came over to open the door for her.
"Thank you."
"It might be a little quiet here. I'm sorry to have wronged you."
Zhao Wenxian smiled and shook her head, "I'm not wronged, I just like to be quiet."
Shen Yanheng opened the door and handed her a bunch of keys. "This is the key to my home. I go to work at nine in the morning and get off work at five. Sometimes I may have to work overtime."
"I will go on business trips occasionally, and I will let you know in advance when the time comes."
Zhao Wenxian's thoughts were still on the word "home", and she nodded in a daze.
Shen Yanheng had never been stared at like this before, and felt a little uncomfortable. He turned his head slightly and said, "I will take you to work when the time is right. We have a driver at home, so you can call me if you have anything."
"Okay." Zhao Wenxian agreed with a smile.
He said a lot and found that the two were still standing at the door. "Are you hungry? How about eating first?"
"I, I'll go cook!" Zhao Wenxian put the keys and marriage certificate on the cabinet next to her, then trotted to the kitchen. However, she found that she had gone to the wrong place, so she ran out awkwardly and looked carefully for where the kitchen was before going there.
The corners of Shen Yanheng's lips rose unconsciously, and she took the things she had just put down to the bedroom and put them away. She heard rustling sounds from the kitchen, and a subtle feeling arose in her heart.
Because it couldn't be a grand ceremony, the wedding was hastily held and only two families were invited to the banquet.
Zhao Wenxian has lived here for a month and is very familiar with this place, but today is different. The room is covered with wedding characters, the floor is covered with colorful ribbons, even the things on the bed have been changed to red, and there is a pile of dried fruits that symbolize the early birth of a son.
When she came out of the shower, Shen Yanheng was picking up dried fruits on the quilt. He was wearing red pajamas, which made his skin look even whiter. He picked up the dried fruits one by one with his bony fingers and put them in the fruit plate beside him. Finally, he smoothed the quilt with his hands.
Zhao Wenxian was inexplicably nervous and didn't know what to say, so she went around Shen Yanheng and got on the bed from the other side.
After a while, the area next to him sank, the quilt was lifted and then fell down, and a gust of wind carrying his scent blew onto Zhao Wenxian's face.
Suddenly, a very warm hand was placed on her waist, and through the thin pajamas, her skin became hot.
Zhao Wenxian's body stiffened, and then she heard him ask softly, "Is it okay?"
"If you're not ready, we can wait."
In an instant, Zhao Wenxian didn't know where she got the courage from, she turned around and opened her wet eyes, hesitated, and then kissed the corner of his lips decisively.
She stared at him with timid eyes. Shen Yanheng was stunned for a moment, then he held her head and kissed her. He pressed her under him, kissed her gently, and then reached out to untie the waist tie of her nightgown...
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The two began to live together after marriage, occasionally going to get off work together. Sometimes when Zhao Wenxian had no classes in the afternoon, she would prepare dinner at home.
In the past, she felt disgusted when she heard her mother talk about cooking for her husband, but now that the object has become Shen Yanheng, she enjoys preparing for it.
The lotus root soup in the casserole was bubbling. Zhao Wenxian looked at her watch. It was ten past five. She took out her cell phone and called Shen Yanheng.
After a few beeps, the call was connected.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you coming back for dinner tonight?" Zhao Wenxian asked softly. Although the answer she got was always yes, she still wanted to ask.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then the tone softened, "Sorry, I may have to work overtime tonight."
Everyone in the conference room looked at the leader in front of them with an exceptionally gentle voice and exchanged glances.
Zhao Wenxian suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her, "Oh, okay."
Perhaps because he felt the disappointment in his tone was too obvious, he added, "I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Wenxian turned off the fire and went to get the casserole, but she forgot to put a towel under it. The moment she touched it, she pulled it back sharply, and her fingers were still burned red.
She quickly rinsed her hands with cold water, and when the temperature of her hands dropped, she lost her appetite.
Zhao Wenxian sighed, put the cut vegetables in the refrigerator, set the soup aside to cool, and stared at the lotus root inside in a daze.
"Have you eaten yet?"
Hearing the voice, Zhao Wenxian turned around and found that the person who said he wanted to have a meeting on the phone was standing behind her.
"Aren't you going to work overtime?" Zhao Wenxian turned around and asked without answering.
Shen Yanheng's eyes fell on her hand, "Did you burn your hand?"
Zhao Wenxian subconsciously hid her hands behind her back, forgetting that this was not her old home.
Shen Yanheng walked over and took her hand, his brows instantly wrinkled, and he called his assistant to have some medicine sent over.
Zhao Wenxian sat obediently at the dining table, watching him apply medicine to her hand. Although they had done more intimate things before, the atmosphere at the moment made her heart beat uncontrollably faster.
After applying the medicine, Shen Yanheng served out two bowls of soup.
"From now on, you won't have to cook every day."
Zhao Wenxian just took a sip of soup and looked up and asked, "Is it...did I do something wrong?"
Shen Yanheng put down the spoon and said, "No, I mean cooking is tiring. If you don't want to do it, you can call a nanny."
"This way you can have time to do what you like. We are just married. You don't need to sacrifice your time and hobbies. You can still be yourself."
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