When Dong Xin Yan heard these words, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. For Gu Ningyi, is there really something that could trouble him? How rare.
And judging by what he said, it seemed like he was doing it for someone else, without letting the person involved know. So mysterious, could it be... he’s secretly doing something for his fiancée?
Who would have thought, Gu Ningyi is quite romantic.
While Dong Xin Yan was pondering, Gu Ningyi had already hung up the phone. Turning around, he saw Dong Xin Yan standing silently behind him, looking at him with a thoughtful expression.
Gu Ningyi gripped his phone a bit tighter, his eyes showing a flicker, as if a secret had been uncovered. However, Dong Xin Yan quickly snapped back, straightening her back and clearing her throat, then said, "Mr. Gu, the meal is ready."
The ripple in Gu Ningyi’s eyes stopped immediately. He had thought... she heard something, but turns out, she hadn’t.
Gu Ningyi lowered his gaze slightly and replied with a faint "Hm," then proceeded to walk towards the dining room. Get full chapters from novel•fire.net
On the large dining table, there were three dishes and a soup, all very ordinary and simple dishes—so ordinary and simple that they seemed both unfamiliar and familiar to him.
In college, Dong Xin Yan often prepared bento boxes filled with love for Cheng Ziyang. After class, the two would find a quiet corner on campus to share the bento, with Cheng Ziyang eating with relish, causing Dong Xin Yan to smile joyfully.
Gu Ningyi watched, feeling contemptuous. That bento he had seen once when passing by Dong Xin Yan—they were just simple meals, yet Cheng Ziyang could eat so happily? Pretending, perhaps?
Later, one day he saw Dong Xin Yan bringing a bento to the classroom. Coincidentally, a classmate called her away from her seat, leaving the bento on the table.
He didn’t know what got into him, but he walked over, picked up the bento, opened the lid, and secretly took a bite.
As expected, it tasted just average.
Yet, these average-tasting meals seemed to bring so much happiness to Cheng Ziyang and were so thoughtfully prepared by Dong Xin Yan.
Suddenly, he felt very uncomfortable inside.
When Dong Xin Yan was with him, she never made a single bento for him, but now she frequently did so for Cheng Ziyang. He didn’t like it at all.
After that, Dong Xin Yan’s bento would either suddenly go missing or get accidentally spilled nine times out of ten. Dong Xin Yan was furious, suspecting him of deliberately causing trouble, but she had no evidence, feeling helpless against him. Gradually, she stopped making bentos.
Now, for the first time, she made a meal for him, even though... it was at his request.
For some reason, his heart was slightly touched.
Dong Xin Yan followed behind him, seeing him standing by the dining table, his dark eyes fixed steadily on the dishes, silent.
If he’s not satisfied, then so be it.
Though thinking this, Dong Xin Yan still spoke respectfully, "Mr. Gu, I can only make these simple home-cooked dishes. If they don’t suit your taste, perhaps I can help you order some food."
But before Dong Xin Yan could finish, Gu Ningyi’s cool voice had already sounded, "No need." With that, he directly pulled out a chair and sat down.
Dong Xin Yan couldn’t help but widen her eyes.