Although she didn’t finish her sentence, he could completely guess what she wanted to say. It was nothing more than about Cheng Ziyang again.
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It seems that she has begun to remember what he said and started to take it to heart.
Although he knew that Dong Xin Yan was merely afraid of angering him again, which would implicate Cheng Ziyang, his mood felt somewhat relieved.
He lazily leaned against the sofa, and his voice unconsciously carried that barely detectable tenderness as he spoke, "Hmm, I’m hungry. Go ahead."
Dong Xin Yan secretly let out a sigh of relief, and with a curved brow and eye, she responded, "Okay, Mr. Gu, please wait a moment~."
For the first time in so long, Dong Xin Yan spoke to him in such a relaxed tone, leaving Gu Ningyi once again stunned, and by the time he reacted, Dong Xin Yan had already walked into the kitchen.
After looking through some reports and taking a few calls, the aroma of food wafted over from the kitchen. Gu Ningyi wasn’t actually hungry, but the smell somehow stirred a bit of hunger in him.
He placed the laptop on his knee onto the table, rubbed his forehead with long fingers, then stood up, striding toward the kitchen with long legs.
In the spacious and bright kitchen, Dong Xin Yan’s petite figure was busy. Her long hair was tied up high, revealing her slender neck. Around it was a pink thin string, the strap of her pink apron.
At this moment, she was holding a small spoon, scooping a little bit of soup to taste. She took a sip, seemed dissatisfied, added some salt, and then tasted it again, finally showing a satisfied smile.
Gu Ningyi watched, stunned.
This was the first time he had seen a woman cooking, and this woman was cooking for him.
Such an ordinary scene, yet his heart was struck hard by something, racing wildly.
When Dong Xin Yan wore an apron, she was even more stunning than when wearing any luxurious, beautiful dress. This sense of amazement reminded him of the moment he encountered Dong Xin Yan at the university gate, equally stunning, equally moving to his heart.
Gu Ningyi’s eyes flickered with light, warmth gathered in his chest, along with an undeniable stirring inside him.
He had experienced this feeling once before, when he discovered he loved Zhou Yalin, the one who stayed by his side, unwavering and constant.
And Dong Xin Yan, surprisingly, also made him feel this way.
Previously, time and again coincidences occurred, he could truly consider them just coincidences, but this familiar feeling happening again and again could no longer be described as coincidence.
Last night he wanted to figure all this out, and now even more so, he couldn’t hold back even for a moment!
Gu Ningyi’s eyes flickered slightly, his long legs took a few steps forward, and he held Dong Xin Yan’s shoulders with both hands, applying slight pressure to turn her completely around to face him.
Dong Xin Yan was tasting the soup when suddenly her whole body was turned around by someone, startling her, leaving her full of shock and surprise.
Before she could react, Gu Ningyi’s hand already held her chin, forcing her to look up, her eyes meeting his dark gaze. His thin lips parted slightly, speaking with extreme seriousness one word at a time.
"Dong Xin Yan, the year I was blind, after you moved away, did you ever return to the Gu Family? Did you... see me?"