Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

When the three of them came in, Shang Chenyan had just come downstairs.

He was wearing black casual pants and a soft off-white sweater with the sleeves rolled up, revealing a section of his well-defined arm.

When he met Shi Ying's gaze, he subconsciously straightened his collar.

What did that look in her eyes mean? Was she satisfied with his outfit today?

Shang Chenyan got up early in the morning and looked at the uniform suits in the dressing room with a headache.

If I dress so formally at home, won't she feel like I'm too old and there's a generation gap between us?

Even after five years, she hasn't changed at all; she's still so youthful and radiant.

Shang Chenyan dug out all the clothes he had from his university days from the bottom of the trunk, picked and chose, and finally wore this sweater.

He was wearing this outfit when she gave him the strawberry cake that year.

Shang Chenyan came down and cleared his throat: "You're here."

Shi Ying put her bag on the sofa. As soon as she reached out her hand, Shang Chenyan noticed that her palm was unusually red.

Upon closer inspection, there were some stains on the back of her coat, like melted snow mixed with mud.

"What happened?"

Shang Chenyan frowned, walked over, and took her hand: "You fell?"

The warm touch on her wrist startled Shi Ying for a moment. She quickly pulled her hand back: "No...it's nothing. I just almost got grazed by a car and fell."

Pei Yanchuan added fuel to the fire: "On the way here, we ran into that woman Meng Shuyan, and she deliberately drove her car into Shi Ying."

Shang Chenyan lowered his head and looked at her hand, his lowered eyelids revealing a sudden dark expression.

But in an instant, he looked at Shi Ying and said gently, "I'm sorry, it was my oversight. Let me pick you up next time."

"Let me treat your wound."

Shi Ying waved her hands repeatedly: "No need, it's just a little scratch."

The wound would have healed by now if we had waited any longer.

Shang Chenyan took out a first-aid kit: "We still need to disinfect it."

Shi Ying sat on the sofa, watching the man take out iodine and a tube of ointment from the first-aid kit. She hesitated, then said, "I can do it myself."

She hates disinfection the most. Wounds that don't hurt much normally become excruciatingly painful when iodine and alcohol are applied.

But Shang Nian was lying on her lap watching her, while Shi Ying didn't have the nerve to cry and whine in front of the child.

Shang Chenyan said gently, "Both of your hands are bruised, so it's inconvenient to apply medicine. It's my fault for not picking you up, which is why you got hurt. Let me wipe them for you."

As he spoke, he had already dipped a cotton swab in iodine, so Shi Ying had no choice but to extend her hand.

Shi Ying shuddered as soon as she touched the broken skin.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Shang Chenyan softened his movements.

Shang Nian blinked at her, and Shi Ying gritted her teeth and said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Pei Yanchuan: "..." He couldn't bear to look.

After the cool ointment was applied, the pain did indeed lessen, and Shang Chenyan also put on a sterile dressing for her.

In Shi Ying's view, the man was carefully treating her wound with his head down. In the sunlight, his thick eyelashes blinked gently, casting a faint halo in his eyes.

He was so focused, it was as if he were finalizing a major contract.

Shi Ying belatedly realized, could he possibly have feelings for her?

So he had her move to his office to work and hired her to take care of Shang Nian, even treating her wound himself.

Thinking of this, Shi Ying suddenly pulled back, and Shang Chenyan's hand froze in mid-air.

Shi Ying awkwardly hid her hands behind her back.

It's also possible that she's too narcissistic, or perhaps she's just well-mannered.

Regardless of the circumstances, Shang Chenyan's attitude made her uneasy.

Shi Ying said hesitantly, "It's nothing, just some medicine will do. I'll take Niannian upstairs now."

As she spoke, she hurriedly stood up, and Shang Nian also grabbed her hem.

Shang Chenyan's expression remained unchanged, still gentle: "Alright, take her upstairs to play."

Shi Ying's departing figure appeared somewhat flustered. Only after her figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs did Shang Chenyan look at Pei Yanchuan with a gloomy expression.

"What did you say to her?"

Pei Yanchuan was completely baffled: "What can I say to her? But I helped her out of that predicament, you should thank me properly."

Shang Chenyan sneered. He immediately sent a message to Jiang Wen, canceling all cooperation with the Meng family.

"By the way, Shi Xiaoying just asked me if she looks a lot like your wife." Pei Yanchuan crossed his legs as if watching a good show. "I said no, let's see how you explain that."

Shang Chenyan frowned. If he told Shi Ying now that she was his wife, it would probably scare her away immediately.

He didn't know why Shi Ying suddenly disappeared, nor did he know why she suddenly reappeared.

Moreover, she looks exactly the same as she did five years ago, with no change in age or appearance, which is clearly unscientific.

Shang Chenyan thought that at least he needed to know the truth, and at least he needed to have the ability to keep her by his side before he could acknowledge her.

*

Second floor room.

Shang Nian sat on the carpet, fiddling with her dolls. She handed the beautifully dressed doll to Shi Ying, then looked at her expectantly with her big eyes.

Shi Ying felt like she could read her eyes, so she nodded and exclaimed, "It's so pretty! Did Niannian comb its hair?"

Shang Nian nodded.

Shi Ying accompanied her as she dressed up the dolls. She thought Shang Nian had a pretty good sense of aesthetics; each doll was dressed beautifully, and each one had delicate little hair clips in its hair.

After playing for a while, Shang Nian suddenly ran over, picked up her phone, and handed it to Shi Ying.

"What are you going to show me?"

Shang Nian clicked on a photo, and there it was—Shang Yu, whom she had met once before.

Shi Ying was startled and asked in confusion, "Why is Niannian showing me this?"

Shang Nian tilted her head, as if asking her if she liked it?

These photos were specially saved from her cousin's circle of friends.

Shi Ying was both amused and exasperated. It was probably because when she asked Shang Yu for his contact information last time, Shang Nian thought she liked him and tried to find his picture to show her.

Shi Ying hugged Shang Nian and rubbed her gently. "Why are you so obedient?"

Shang Nian smelled the sweet fragrance on her body, her little face flushed, and then showed her several more photos.

"Niannian, what does your cousin like to eat?" Shiying asked while the iron was hot, wanting to find out his preferences first so that they would have something to talk about after they became friends.

Shang Nian shook her head, but she opened her chat window with Shang Yu, tapped her little finger, and typed a line:

Cousin, what do you like to eat?

When Shang Yu received the message from his younger cousin, he was stunned for a full ten minutes.

He wasn't mistaken, was he? This is Xiao Shangnian? My uncle's mute daughter?

He was in boarding school when his uncle got married and had never met his aunt. By the time he came back for vacation, his uncle already had a child. He still remembered that every time he ran into Xiao Shangnian at the old house, no matter what he did, his little cousin wouldn't pay any attention to him.

Shang Yu sat up abruptly and started typing: [Little cousin?]

Why did you suddenly ask me what I like to eat? Are you inviting me to your house? But you have to tell your dad first not to send me to Africa, otherwise knowing what I like to eat won't help, I can't come.

Shang Nian ignored his nonsense.

Shang Yu posted another message: "I like to eat fish."

Shi Ying wrote it down in her mental notebook.

Shang Nian: [So, what's your favorite color?]

Shang Yu: [Blue.]

Shang Nian: [What do you like to play?]

Shang Yu: [This is not suitable for children~]

Shang Nian: 【。】

Shi Ying: Write it all down!