dkrc Chapter 418 Can you even eat what you're making?
Chapter 418 Can you even eat what you're making?
That night.
Rong Shu did not exhibit the uncontrollable symptoms of the previous nights; she would only wake up in the middle of the night without any particular reaction.
She threw back the covers to get out of bed, and the man beside her woke up. Sheng Tingchen looked at her, sat up, and asked, "Where are you going?"
Rong Shu replied in a normal voice, "Going to the toilet."
Sheng Tingchen looked at her.
Rong Shu went to the bathroom. When she returned to the room, she saw the man leaning against the headboard waiting for her. She walked over, lifted the covers, and lay down on the bed.
Sheng Tingchen leaned against her from behind. "Can't sleep? Want to watch a movie?"
Try to distract her.
Rong Shu said, "I don't want to watch."
Sheng Tingchen reluctantly agreed, "Then let's talk for a while."
Rong Shu remained silent.
Sheng Tingchen remained silent; they seemed to have nothing in common to talk about as he held her like this.
The only sound in the quiet was their breathing.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Rong Shu spoke up, "Sheng Tingchen."
"Um?"
"You don't have to stay with me like this all the time."
Sheng Tingchen slowly opened his eyes. "If I don't stay with you, who will?"
Rong Shu fell silent.
Time passed by, and Rong Shu did not fall asleep, but she could clearly feel that the man behind her had fallen asleep, and his breathing was particularly heavy.
The next day.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, and the room was brightly lit by the lights.
The man on the large bed opened his eyes with trembling eyelids. Once he regained consciousness, he turned to look at the spot next to him, but the woman was no longer there.
He paused for a moment, then got out of bed, washed up quickly, and went out. Before he even entered the living room, he heard Meimei and Rong Shu talking.
Sheng Tingchen approached and saw the mother and daughter sitting on the sofa playing with rope. The woman was wearing a nightgown, and Meimei had not changed her clothes yet.
When Meimei saw her father, she called out, "Dad, get up! Come and help me!"
Rong Shu turned to look at the man. Sheng Tingchen stepped forward, looked at the flower rope wrapped around Rong Shu's hand, and asked, "How do you play with this?"
Meimei said, "Daddy is so silly. He just wanted to avoid messing up the rope in Mommy's hand and changing its shape so it would end up in his own hand."
"so."
Sheng Tingchen carefully observed the structure of the rope in the woman's hand and quickly figured out how it ended up in his own hand.
With a light flick of his wrist, he flipped it onto his own hand.
Meimei exclaimed, "Daddy's so amazing!"
Sheng Tingchen's intelligence and insight are beyond doubt. Even if he has never touched something before, he can judge it with just a little observation.
He looked at Rong Shu and said, "It's your turn."
Rong Shu easily flipped back over.
Sheng Tingchen found that this game was good for exercising the fingers and helping to concentrate, so he played it with her a few times.
In the end, there was simply no way to flip through it any further.
"Okay, let's stop playing for now."
The apartment manager served breakfast.
The three of them were eating breakfast.
At this time.
Sheng Tingchen's phone vibrated, coming from the direction of the bedroom. He put down his chopsticks, got up and walked towards the bedroom, picked up his phone, and saw that the caller ID showed it was from Zhuangyuan.
He pressed the answer button.
The butler's voice came through, asking, "Sir, Madam's mother and brother have arrived at the ferry. Mr. Su has arranged for someone to go to the ferry to ferry them to the manor."
Su Qingzhi did not contact Sheng Tingchen directly but had the housekeeper call him.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Tingchen's handsome face remained calm and his emotions were unreadable. He said, "Go and make the arrangements."
The butler acknowledged and said, "Yes."
After breakfast.
Sheng Tingchen did not take them out again, but stayed in the apartment.
morning.
Rong Shu accompanied Mei Mei as she painted.
Sheng Tingchen was handling official business inside the room.
At this time.
The doorbell rang.
Rong Shu went to open the door.
It was a staff member from the cake shop. "Hello, ma'am, this is the birthday cake you ordered yesterday."
Rong Shu reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you."
The staff also thoughtfully presented her with a bouquet of flowers to wish her a happy birthday.
Rong Shu expressed her gratitude once again.
Just as they were about to close the door.
Then a staff member brought over a large bouquet of roses, which was obviously ordered by Sheng Tingchen. The bouquet was so big that she had to ask the staff to bring it in.
When Meimei saw the roses, she exclaimed, "Wow, they're so pretty! Did Daddy give them to Mommy?"
Rong Shu placed the cake she was holding next to the bouquet.
The staff member produced a receipt, which Rong Shu signed, and then the staff member left.
Rong Shu sat on the sofa, looking at the roses in front of her. The fragrance of the roses was exceptionally strong.
It was almost noon.
The apartment manager brought up fresh vegetables and meat.
Sheng Tingchen came out of the room and saw the roses and cake in the living room. He walked over and said, "They've been delivered."
Meimei looked at her father and said, "Daddy, the flowers are so pretty."
Sheng Tingchen looked at the woman sitting next to Rong Shu and asked, "Do you still like it?"
Rong Shu did not answer.
Sheng Tingchen didn't ask any further questions; he got up and walked towards the kitchen.
The kitchen is an open-plan kitchen.
Rong Shu watched him inspect the delivered ingredients, and Sheng Tingchen then looked at the woman and asked, "Want to come and help me?"
Rong Shu was taken aback. Was he going to cook for her personally?
Before she could react, Meimei's voice rang out, "Mom, let's go help Dad."
Meimei held Rong Shu's hand.
Rong Shu got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Sheng Tingchen took out a potato and asked her to peel it.
Rong Shu still stared at him in disbelief. "What...what are you doing?"
Sheng Tingchen replied casually, "Can't you tell?"
Meimei smiled and answered for her father, "Of course Daddy will cook himself. Daddy's cooking is delicious. Today is Mommy's birthday, so let Daddy cook for Mommy himself."
As Rong Shu listened to Mei Mei's words, everything in front of her seemed incredibly unreal and surreal.
Sheng Tingchen looked at her silently and said, "If you're tired, take a rest."
Rong Shu glanced at the man and said, "There's no need for that. Just order the food and have it delivered."
Sheng Tingchen said, "Since the food has already been delivered, we can't waste it. Let's have lunch here."
Rong Shu didn't say anything more.
The man tied on an apron and stood in front of the stove. His tall and strong back was bathed in sunlight, which softened his deep and rugged features.
His hand movements were very skilled.
It seems that he can do anything very easily, as long as it's something he wants to do.
suddenly.
The man stopped what he was doing, turned around, and met the woman's gaze. Rong Shu was startled, feeling a sense of panic as if she had been caught red-handed.
"What are you looking at?" he asked.
Rong Shu lowered her eyes and said, "I didn't see anything."
She only heard a low chuckle from the man, and Rong Shu involuntarily tightened her grip on the peeler.
an hour.
Rong Shu watched the man cooking while looking at the recipe on the tablet. She thought he really could cook without looking at anything, but his serious expression made it seem like he was looking at some project report.
"Is this even edible?"