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Jiang Mian's reasoning was clearly very reasonable.

Once emotions are involved, things become reasonable.

But just as Lu Chaochi said, Lu Bozhou still had doubts about her.

He is not a court; he doesn't care about reason or evidence.

Doubt is just doubt.

I simply don't believe it.

There is no reason to explain the unease that this woman often brings.

It could even be described as dangerous.

……

Jiang Mian was also very uneasy.

She suddenly became uncertain whether Lu Bozhou, who rarely came back, would suddenly return.

Was it because he wanted to spend more time with his son? Or was it because he still had doubts about her?

If he still has doubts.

I'm staying here because I like him... Do I need to show that I like him, or is it enough to just stay where I am?

She was genuinely feeling melancholy.

At this moment, Jiang Mian missed her best friend Gong Yan very much.

If Gong Yan were here, she would understand it much better than she does.

In her previous life, Gong Yan always saw right through her love-struck mind.

"Sigh." Jiang Mian sighed softly.

The next second, I sensed a strong presence coming from behind me.

Turning around, I saw Lu Bozhou standing at the kitchen door.

"President Lu," Jiang Mian called out softly.

Lu Bozhou remained silent, only nodding slightly.

His deep gaze swept over the dishes on the kitchen counter.

His eyes seemed to narrow slightly, or perhaps not.

Jiang Mian thought that these were all common dishes. Although she had cooked these dishes many times in her previous life, there shouldn't be any problems.

We can't let him see anything; he always came back reluctantly back then.

It's unlikely that she would remember what dishes she cooked or what they tasted like.

Besides, even if someone remembers, so what? Who would believe that a dead person could be resurrected?

That being said.

Jiang Mian still broke out in a cold sweat while eating.

Lu Bozhou was quiet and reserved, rarely speaking during meals.

At this moment, however, they stopped eating.

His voice was flat and even as he asked, "Isn't your hometown Lixian?"

"Huh?" Jiang Mian was taken aback, then quickly nodded. "Yes."

"Is the food in Lixian County really that salty and savory?" Lu Bozhou's voice remained indifferent.

This sounds like a rather casual remark.

It's like the casual chat people have while eating.

Logically speaking, there's nothing unusual about it.

But Jiang Mian was sweating profusely.

If someone else asked this question, it wouldn't be surprising, but for a man who doesn't speak while eating...

The sudden utterance of this sentence, so meaningful, certainly made Jiang Mian nervous and prone to overthinking.

She regretted going to all that trouble, thinking that he would be back for dinner, and decided to cook some of his favorite dishes.

The salty and savory flavor is neither the flavor of Lixian County nor the flavor of Luocheng.

But it was a flavor that Lu Bozhou liked.

Jiang Mian was somewhat annoyed.

I'm annoyed that I still remember his preferences so well.

I also regret that I was careless and gave myself away.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Jiang Mian's greatest confidence stemmed from the fact that no one would guess that she had come back from the dead.

But I still feel that I should be more cautious.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and said softly, "Little Stone likes this flavor. If President Lu doesn't like it, I can cook a different flavor next time."

She lowered her eyes, looking at the plate in front of her, without looking up to meet his gaze.

But I could always feel a very strong gaze.

It always falls on me.

Perhaps because she hadn't looked up, that intensely focused gaze lingered on her for a moment before moving away.

Jiang Mian remained silent, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But Lu Bozhou's next words made her heart, which she had finally managed to calm down, jump up again.

"Didn't we talk about camping?" Lu Bozhou said calmly. "The equipment is all bought."

With just one simple sentence, Lu Chaochi forgot to eat and stared wide-eyed at Lu Bozhou.

It was as if she had guessed what her father might say next.

The child's round, bright eyes were full of anticipation!

Lu Bozhou said calmly, "After finishing up at the end of the month, I'll have two days off to go camping."

Lu Chaochi was so happy that he jumped up on the spot! He almost jumped off his high chair.

"Oh oh oh! Camping, camping, camping!" The child was so excited that he forgot to eat and didn't say a word.

Before he could even swallow the food in his mouth, rice grains were sprayed everywhere.

Lu Bozhou frowned slightly. "Lu Chaochi."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Lu Chaochi quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

My hands were covered in oil.

"Go wash your hands," Lu Bozhou said.

Lu Chaochi went off happily; children get emotional quickly.

Lu Bozhou has now transformed from a lousy dad to a good dad.

Jiang Mian didn't realize anything for the time being.

But after Lu Chaochi went to the restroom...

Jiang Mian suddenly realized that Xiao Shitou was no longer there.

She and Lu Bozhou were alone together!

Jiang Mian pursed her lips, picked up the soup bowl, and buried her head in the soup.

They were only thinking of stalling until Lu Chaochi returned.

But the man didn't grant her wish.

His voice seemed to carry a half-smile, half-mocking emotion.

His voice remained low and slightly hoarse.

He asked, "Are you shy, or are you feeling guilty?"

Jiang Mian was so nervous that she choked on a mouthful of soup and started coughing violently.

Her small face was flushed red from coughing, and her bright, watery eyes were shimmering with tears.

It was more like a face that only appears when someone is shy.

Just then, Jiang Mian felt a hand gently fall on her back.

one more time.

The pressure was just right, not too light and not too heavy, as he patted her back.

How could Jiang Mian not know whose hand it was?

She felt even more choked, as if her lungs were about to come out.

Just when I finally felt some relief...

Jiang Mian was still thinking about how to respond to Lu Bozhou's previous words.

Was he deliberately joking, or did he still harbor doubts?

Jiang Mian felt that Lu Bozhou was not the type of person who would deliberately make fun of someone.

So... are you still doubtful?

She was still thinking this to herself.

Lu Bozhou's next words made her pupils suddenly shrink.

"For camping, make some kimchi and cheese pork belly seaweed rice rolls, lemon tiramisu, foil-wrapped clams and cabbage, grilled saury, and braised chicken with scallions, and take them with you."

Jiang Mian's heart seemed to skip a beat at that moment.

She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her throat.

She was even afraid that when Lu Bozhou patted her back, he might notice her rapid heartbeat.

How can it be?

How can it be?

Jiang Mian listened to the names of the foods that Lu Bozhou named.

All of them... all of them were dishes she had cooked for him!

She didn't know if he had said it casually... or if he was deliberately testing her.

But what was he testing?

Does this madman think Jiang Mian is still alive?

This lunatic, does he actually believe in such an absurd thing as coming back to life?!

Jiang Mian suddenly looked up at him with her bloodshot eyes, "Mr. Lu, I don't know how." [Qiqi is here to ask for votes and favorites, muah, my darlings. Today's playlist: "The Blower's Daughter"]