We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Both of them have been very tired recently, and after a short period of silence, they both fell asleep.

After falling into a deep sleep, Wen Zhixia felt a little cold. She couldn't help but arch her back towards the direction where the heat was. With her back supported, she felt a little more at ease.

Fu Ruoshi was a light sleeper. He felt Wen Zhixia squeezing in and subconsciously moved aside.

As soon as he moved aside, the heat from Wen Zhixia's back dissipated, and she squeezed closer to him again.

Fu Ruoshi was woken up by her squeezing. He turned around and saw that Wen Zhixia had covered herself tightly with the quilt, leaving only a furry little head exposed.

After marrying her, Wen Zhixia was very unfamiliar with him in the first few months. They either slept in separate rooms or slept in the same bed, and she was just like now, deliberately staying away from him.

In fact, she doesn't like sleeping alone. The reason why she likes to sleep in the study and the hospital lounge is that one side of the bed there is against the wall. She feels insecure and likes anything against the wall.

At that time, Fu Ruoshi often returned home in the middle of the night and lay down beside Wen Zhixia when she was sleeping soundly. She would slowly lean over, rest her back against his, and then snore softly.

For a long time after marriage, Fu Ruoshi was busy working for the company to go public. The reason why he decided to obtain American citizenship was because he had a vague feeling that Wen Zhixia did not like the life of a wealthy family. If she could not reconcile with the Fu family in the future, he would take her back to the United States. If she wanted to stay in Jincheng, he could also shift Zhuorui's business focus to Asia.

There was a rustling sound from the quilt. Wen Zhixia turned over and was still sleeping soundly.

Fu Ruoshi looked at her face which looked childish because of her deep sleep, sighed softly, reached out his hand, brushed the hair from her cheek, and held her in his arms.

Her whole body was wrapped in warmth, and the scent of juniper soap spread throughout her body with her breath. This familiar smell made Wen Zhixia feel at ease, and she couldn't help but snuggle into his arms.

Only when she is unaware of herself like this will she retract the thorns on her body and show her vulnerability for a moment. After dawn, her thorns will grow out again.

Once, he wanted to hug her, but because he was hurt by her, he chose to stay away from her and even wanted to pull out her thorns. Now he has come to realize that if he cannot accept her thorns, he is not qualified to love her.

Therefore, even though he was stabbed and covered in blood, as long as he was still breathing, he would hug her tightly.

Fu Ruoshi lowered his head and kissed Wen Zhixia on the forehead.

Even though the boiling nerves somewhere were difficult to suppress, he only chose to hold her tighter.

.....

When I woke up again, it was a sunny weekend.

The first thing Fu Ruoshi did when he opened his eyes was to look at Wen Zhixia.

She was still fast asleep.

Such happy moments are so rare. Fu Ruoshi kissed her cheek, got up quietly, pulled the curtains tightly, then closed the door with his slippers and went to the next room to wash up.

"Mr. Fu, get up." Mrs. Li greeted him.

"Shh, she's still sleeping."

Wen Zhixia slept until almost noon.

She hadn't slept so soundly in a long time. When she lived in a rental house, she woke up easily, and sometimes she couldn't fall asleep again after waking up.

After washing up and opening the door, she immediately smelled the aroma of yam and pork ribs soup.

"Madam, you're awake," Mrs. Li greeted her with a smile, "Boss Fu personally cooked for you today, he..."

Wen Zhixia coughed lightly, "Sister Li, just call me Zhixia, I'm really not Madam..."

"Oh, okay..."

Mrs. Li nodded with a hint of regret, and then Fu Ruoshi came in from outside.

"You're up so early. I thought you were going to sleep until the afternoon." He was wearing a shirt and tying his tie as he spoke. "Fu Keming asked me to go back to Fu's for a meeting. I'm leaving now. I'll leave the food for..."

He was suddenly stunned and looked up at Wen Zhixia, who still had a confused expression.

wrong.

Almost made a mistake again!

"No," Fu Ruoshi took off the suit he had just put on, "The Fu family won't die without me. I'll have dinner with you first."

Wen Zhixia almost thought she was hallucinating or still dreaming.

When she stared at Fu Ruo blankly, he still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about anything. Only when he looked at her, there was a bit more restraint and solemnity in his eyes.

It seems like he became mature and steady overnight. What happened?

Wen Zhixia was puzzled.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Ruoshi looked at her silly expression, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

"That's not the case." Wen Zhixia looked away. "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for preparing lunch. I'm sorry to bother you. You can go back to the company and get busy. I'll leave after dinner because I have to work the night shift tonight."

"ah????"

This sudden unfamiliarity caught Fu Ruoshi off guard, and her smile disappeared instantly. She thought that when she asked me to hold her last night, she was obviously obedient and soft, not this cold attitude!

In Fu Ruoshi's eyes, Wen Zhixia's current cold tone was just like that of the Sea King who put on his pants and didn't recognize anyone.

Heart is bleeding.

Wen Zhixia couldn't hear his inner thoughts. She followed him into the restaurant with an expressionless face and sat at the table.

Yam and pork rib soup, steamed sea bass, steamed pork with rice flour, vegetables, mushrooms and mouth-watering chicken.

They are all what she likes to eat.

"This..." She stared at the four dishes and one soup, stunned. "Did you make this?"

Fu Ruoshi hummed, "Eat quickly, and praise me after you're done."

Wen Zhixia still looked at him in disbelief, but at the same time she couldn't suppress her hunger and curiosity.

She picked up a piece of steamed pork with rice noodles and felt the rice noodles melting in her mouth. It was light and just the right amount of flavor, and the meat was soft and tasty with a hint of sweetness.

She tried another piece of mouth-watering chicken. The chicken was tender, smooth and warm, spicy and fresh. She couldn't help but eat several bites with rice.

"It really wasn't made by Sister Li?" After eating half a bowl, she finally remembered to ask Fu Ruoshi, "When was it made?"

After getting up, Mr. Fu, who had never done any housework, started searching for light and nourishing recipes on the Internet.

He was the chef and Mrs. Li was helping him. The four dishes and one soup looked simple, but it actually took him nearly two hours to prepare.

But at this moment, seeing Wen Zhixia eating so happily, he was very happy.

Wen Zhixia pointed at his empty bowl and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"I have to work this afternoon, so I won't be eating lunch. This is specially made for you," Fu Ruoshi said confidently, "Just tell me if it tastes good or not."

Wen Zhixia scooped a bowl of pork rib soup and began to think about the wording.

Just after taking a sip, the phone in my pocket started ringing loudly——

It’s Director Wu.

Wen Zhixia answered the phone.

Fu Ruoshi saw her say "OK" several times, then hung up the phone and said, "I'm sorry, President Fu, the hospital has an urgent consultation and needs me to go back immediately. I don't have time to eat, so I have to go."