As a symbiotic being, I raise children amidst the chaos.

“Chen Yuan, you don’t need to feel pressured. Just treat it as a regular home-cooked meal,” Cecilia said with a smile, noticing Chen Yuan’s concerns.

"We didn't mean anything by it, it's just that you've helped Kiana a lot during this time, so we should express our gratitude."

Hearing Cecilia's explanation, Chen Yuan's embarrassment eased slightly. He stole a glance at Kiana beside him and found her bright eyes staring intently at him.

His eyes were full of expectation. Seeing such a look, Chen Yuan couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded and agreed.

"Alright, in that case, I'll gladly accept your offer. I'm just sorry if it might cause you trouble."

As night fell, dinner time quietly arrived. The restaurant was filled with enticing aromas, making one's mouth water.

However, the atmosphere felt somewhat unfamiliar to Chen Yuan, as he rarely experienced such a warm, family-like scene.

However, when he saw the smiles on Kiana and Cecilia's faces, the tension deep inside him gradually eased.

Of course, if one could ignore Siegfried's wrinkled face, which resembled a bitter gourd, and the two dark-colored, unappetizing dishes on the table, then the dinner was generally quite pleasant.

Especially when Kiana enthusiastically serves him food, Chenyuan feels a unique warmth welling up in his heart.

Just as everyone was sitting together chatting and laughing, a crisp knock on the door suddenly broke the harmonious atmosphere inside the house.

"Knock knock knock!" The rapid knocking echoed in the quiet living room. Upon hearing this, Cecilia immediately turned her gaze to Chen Yuan and said softly, "Mr. Chen Yuan, the thing I wanted to tell you before... is coming soon."

"Hmm?" Just as Chen Yuan was filled with doubt, he saw Cecilia's lips curl up slightly, revealing a faint smile. Then she stood up and walked towards the door.

Siegfried, who was standing to the side, seemed to have already anticipated what was going to happen. His face, which had been full of bitterness, instantly changed like a Sichuan opera face-changing act, into a look of secret delight.

Just as Chen Yuan was about to ask Siegfried what was going on, a clear and melodious female voice entered his ears. The voice was like a thunderclap, causing Chen Yuan to freeze on the spot, his body becoming extremely stiff.

"I'm so sorry to bother you so late, Lady Cecilia." The voice was melodious and pleasant, yet it struck Chen Yuan's heart like a heavy hammer.

Indeed, Chen Yuan was all too familiar with that voice! Recalling that late night, the woman in the maid outfit gave him a deep kiss. At that moment, her beautiful image was deeply imprinted in Chen Yuan's heart, occupying a special place from then on.

“La... Ragnar…” As memories continued to surface, the image of the woman in his mind became clearer and clearer.

Chen Yuan swallowed hard, his neck turning around very slowly and stiffly, like a rusty machine.

His gaze was fixed on the indistinct figure outside the door. In that instant, the image in his mind perfectly overlapped with what he saw before him.

He called out softly, and although the sound was not loud, it stirred up a storm in his heart, making him tremble all over.

Ragnar was dressed in a black maid outfit, the cut of which perfectly accentuated her graceful figure.

Her slightly cascading brown hair, as smooth as a waterfall, gently brushed against her fair, snow-white skin, making her face even more delicate and charming, captivating all who beheld her.

"How could that be? After all, I specifically asked you to come." Hearing Ragnar's words, Cecilia smiled sweetly and gently swayed her slender arms.

Then, he turned slightly to the side to make room for us and said with a smile, "Actually, I was originally thinking of having you stay here for dinner, but you insisted on waiting until we finished eating before you came to visit."

"I'm so sorry, Lady Cecilia, you are very busy, how could I dare to bother you too much?" At this point, Ragnar bowed slightly respectfully.

Then she stepped into the room. She slowly scanned the entire room, but her gaze was drawn to Chen Yuan as if by a magnet, and she could not look away for a moment.

With a crisp sound, the gift bag, the contents of which were unknown, suddenly slipped from my hand and jumped straight to the ground.

Ragnar's small mouth gaped open, as if it could fit an egg, and his eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief. "Mr... Mr. Chenyuan?"

"Yes, it's me." Upon hearing the voice, Chen Yuan slowly stood up, his movements slightly stiff. Turning around to face Ragnar, their gazes met in the air, like two bolts of lightning colliding, instantly sparking countless sparks.

However, it was Chen Yuan who was the first to feel embarrassed. He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, a slightly awkward smile on his face, and said softly, "Um... long time no see?"

Just then, Cecilia, who was standing nearby, took in the whole scene. A slight smile appeared on her lips, and a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

She then subtly winked at Siegfried beside her. Siegfried nodded knowingly, and without a word, bent down and picked up Kiana, who was sitting on the sofa, before quickly following Cecilia out of the living room.

In the blink of an eye, only Chen Yuan and Ragnar remained in the large living room. The once lively atmosphere suddenly became unusually quiet, and they could even clearly hear each other's breathing.

A sense of tension hung heavy over them like an invisible pressure. Chen Yuan subconsciously swallowed, trying to calm his wildly beating heart.

Taking a deep breath and forcing a smile, he asked again, "Ragnar, how have you been lately...?"

After listening, Ragnar remained silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, as if to inhale all the surrounding air into his lungs. He then lifted his foot and walked slowly and steadily toward Chenyuan.

Finally reaching Chen Yuan, before the other party could react, Ragnar pounced on Chen Yuan like a ferocious little beast.

She stretched out her arms and hugged Chen Yuan's body tightly, using all her strength, as if afraid that if she let go, the person in front of her would disappear like a phantom.

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment when he was suddenly hugged, his mind going blank. It took a full second before he slowly came back to his senses as if waking from a dream.

Feeling the soft, warm body in his arms and smelling the faint fragrance, Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment, but finally carefully reached out and gently hugged Ragnar back.

"Do you think... I'm doing well?" Ragnar's voice gently rang in Chen Yuan's ear, his soft tone carrying a barely perceptible tremor.

She tilted her head back slightly, staring directly into Chen Yuan's eyes, her gaze filled with complex emotions—expectation, fear, and a trace of indescribable sorrow.

Faced with such a blunt question, Chen Yuan was momentarily at a loss. He opened his mouth, but found that his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

After finally regaining his composure, he stammered, "It...it looks...okay?" As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuan felt that his answer was too perfunctory, but at this moment, he really couldn't think of a better way to put it.

However, Ragnar was clearly not satisfied with such an ambiguous answer. He loosened his grip on Chenyuan slightly, took a small step back, and created some distance between himself and Chenyuan.

But her beautiful eyes remained fixed on Chen Yuan, refusing to miss even the slightest change in his expression.

“I thought…you had forgotten me.” Ragnar spoke again, this time her voice was noticeably lower than before, and the sadness within it was even more intense.

As she spoke, her eyes began to redden, tears welling up as if they might spill over at any moment. Hearing Ragnar's words, Chen Yuan felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He quickly coughed twice, then said in a half-joking tone, "How could that be? Do you really think of me as that fickle, heartless playboy?"

At this point, Chen Yuan paused, deliberately creating suspense and whetting Ragnar's appetite before continuing, "Besides, a girl as beautiful, charming, gentle, and kind as you, I could never forget you even if I wanted to..."

Meanwhile, at the living room doorway, three heads stared intently at the scene. Siegfried, seeing this, looked at Cecilia with some confusion. "Hey, my dear wife, how did you know Ragnar was connected to that guy, Chenyuan?"

“Well… it was a coincidence.” Cecilia thought for a moment after hearing Siegfried’s question and said softly, “When I was talking to Ragnar about what happened during the Second Great Honkai Impact, we happened to mention Mr. Dust Fate.”

“And at that time… Ragnar’s reaction piqued my curiosity.” Cecilia covered her mouth and chuckled softly. “After that, I intentionally or unintentionally mentioned Mr. Chenyuan, and the result was exactly what I expected.”

Siegfried shook his head upon hearing this, showing little interest and appearing somewhat disdainful. "Hmph, I have a feeling this guy is just flirting with girls everywhere."

Siegfried muttered to himself, pouting in dissatisfaction. Kiana, standing beside him, glanced at him with a thoughtful look, then looked at him innocently and asked, "Could it be that your old man is envious?"

"What's there to envy! I'm not!" Siegfried's face gradually turned red with anger as he said, "Besides, Ragnar is a maid, and Chen Yuan isn't a nobleman. He's definitely not going to end up well!"

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