bookrandom Chapter 589 1 Everything is like a dream, a bubble
Chapter 589 1 Everything is like a dream, a bubble
It was getting late, and they needed to hurry back.
As the elevator reached the first floor, Zhou Yi, as if remembering something, looked at Wenren Chen and asked, "Sir, do you still have to work after you get home?"
Wenren Chen was carrying a toy in one hand and had his other arm around Zhou Yi.
His gaze was on her, on her face, observing her good mood.
At that moment, those bright eyes were looking at him. His eyes flickered, and he said, "I won't work."
A hint of surprise flashed across Zhou Yi's eyes.
She thought her husband was busy with work.
Because her husband was delayed tonight, he will definitely have to work overtime when he gets back.
If he works overtime, he might get hungry, so she makes him a late-night snack.
But to my surprise, my husband said he wouldn't work.
She was completely taken aback, and her face was filled with surprise.
Wenren Chen took her outside, staring at her surprised face, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Yi shook her head: "No, I was just thinking that if you work overtime, I'll stay up late and make you a midnight snack, since you'll be hungry after working overtime tonight."
As soon as she finished speaking, something flashed through her mind, and she immediately grabbed his shirt with her small hand and said, "Sir, have you had dinner tonight?"
Yes, my husband went to a banquet in the evening, and he was probably affected by the situation here not long after it started, so he rushed over.
I suspect the gentleman hasn't had dinner.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi's heart tightened instantly, and her face scrunched up with self-blame and worry.
Seeing how much she cared about him, Wenren Chen whispered, "I ate."
His usually cold voice seemed to have changed at this moment.
Zhou Yi frowned, a flicker of doubt crossing her eyes: "Really?"
"Sir, have you really had dinner?"
She felt it was unlikely.
Counting the time, I realized that my husband hadn't eaten dinner.
Even if they ate it, they probably only ate a little bit and didn't eat well.
Zhou Yi pursed her lips and looked at Wenren Chen. No matter how she looked at him, she felt that he was lying to her.
Wenren Chen said, "Yes, I ate it."
Zhou Yi frowned even more, becoming even more disbelieving.
She thought for a moment and said, "Sir, I'll make you some late-night snacks when we get back."
"Keep it simple, noodles or dumplings, wontons, or any simple meal, it'll be quick."
She does all these things quickly; it won't take long.
Her eyes and face were full of worry; she was afraid he would go hungry.
Wenren Chen pulled her closer, saying, "No need, we'll wash up and rest when we get back."
She was tired that day.
Zhou Yi remained silent.
She didn't know why, even though her husband didn't seem to be lying to her, she just felt that he was lying to her, that he didn't want her to worry, and that he wanted her to rest early.
She lowered her head, her brow furrowed.
Looking at her like this, Wenren Chen said, "Seafood noodles."
Zhou Yi looked up at him in an instant, her eyes sparkling: "Would you like some noodles, sir?"
Wenren Chen said, "Hmm, it's been a while since I've had this. I want to eat it tonight."
Zhou Yi smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Okay, I'll do it when I get back."
Since she and her husband brought Yu Yu to the old house, she's either been hospitalized or at the hospital. She hasn't cooked for her husband in a long time, and he seems to really enjoy her cooking.
Thinking it over, Zhou Yi said, "Sir, I'll make lunch tomorrow at noon. What would you like to eat? I'll make it and have Lao Fang deliver it to you."
Tomorrow is Monday. She works all day from Monday to Friday and visits her grandmother and brother in the evening.
She can cook lunch at the old house at noon, making dishes that her husband likes.
She quickly became enthusiastic, as if she could make whatever he wanted to eat.
Wenren Chen said, "Either is fine."
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Sir, name a few things you'd like to eat, just one, even just one is fine."
The gentleman said either way was fine, because he didn't want to put her in a difficult position.
But it's not difficult.
She would cook anything her husband wanted to eat.
She'll learn even if she doesn't know how.
Wenren Chen said, "Steam the fish."
Zhou Yi's smile widened instantly, her lips curving upwards to reveal a row of neat, white teeth: "Okay, how about Icelandic cod? The fish is tender and will taste great steamed."
Wenren Chen said, "That's fine."
Zhou Yi counted on her fingers and continued, "Could you make another serving of pearl shrimp patties? The master and madam also like to eat them, so I'll make an extra serving when I make them."
Wenren Chen said, "Okay, sweet chili sauce."
Zhou Yi's eyes widened slightly as she noticed that her husband was becoming increasingly interested in spicy food. However, she quickly smiled and said, "Okay, I'll use sweet chili sauce for you, and sweet bean sauce for you and the madam. And shall I also make a stir-fried lean pork?"
"Sure, you can add some small chili peppers."
Zhou Yi smiled broadly and said, "Okay, make another stir-fry. If it's a vegetarian dish, make the small bok choy that the old lady grows. It's very fresh, is that alright?"
"can."
"Then let's make one last soup, sir. What kind of soup would you like? Pork rib soup? Shrimp soup? Meatball soup? Vegetable soup?"
Wenren Chen said, "Vegetarian soup."
"Okay, then let's have steamed Icelandic cod, pearl shrimp steak, stir-fried lean meat, stir-fried vegetables, and vegetable soup. These five dishes are suitable and provide a balanced diet."
Wenren Chen gazed at that smiling face, feeling incredibly content at that moment, because she could make what he wanted to eat.
She whispered, "Have them help you tomorrow, don't do it alone."
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Yes, they are all very nice people. They always help me when I do something, so don't worry, sir."
"Ah."
Zhou Yi had a big smile on her face. She was truly satisfied. Thinking about the lunch tomorrow and the seafood noodles she would make for Wenren Chen when she got back in the evening, her heart was filled with joy.
Her husband was always good to her, understanding and helpful. She also wanted to do something for him so that the guilt in her heart wouldn't weigh her down like a mountain, making her unable to move.
As they talked, the two walked out of the mall on the first floor and headed towards their car.
They stared at each other, their minds completely absorbed in each other, oblivious to the scenery outside, and even less aware of the person standing in front of the car.
Dong Pingting.
Under the deep darkness of night, a gentle breeze blew.
There are no noisy crowds here, no heavy traffic noise; everything in the world is gradually falling silent.
The mall became quiet both inside and out.
Dong Pingting stood there, wearing high heels, her figure slender and her face gentle.
She stared at the mall, at the lights inside, full of anticipation, her eyes unblinking, her body motionless, not even moving a step.
Like a statue, waiting for the one he loves, waiting for a very, very long time.
then.
at last.
He appeared in the bright lights; he came out.
A radiant light fell into her eyes.
Joy instantly filled her eyes, and her smile graced her exquisite makeup.
but.
When she saw his gaze, his stare.
Her gaze slowly followed the person in his arms.
In an instant.
All her joy was like a shooting star, fleeting in an instant.