After her dramatic cousin stopped acting up, the aloof doctor got anxious.

The black BYD had already driven out of the parking lot, and Qi Wenshen didn't even hear the stomach growling of the person next to him.

He glanced at Shen Ruo in the passenger seat.

She looks very tired, like a flower that's been dehydrated, with no energy at all.

Qi Wenshen pursed his lips and lightly tapped the steering wheel with his fingers.

He thought that as the older cousin, he should care about his younger cousin.

"Want some late-night snacks?"

Shen Ruo suddenly felt a jolt, and all her fatigue vanished.

She stared wide-eyed at Qi Wenshen in disbelief.

The cold-blooded Dr. Qi actually asked her again if she wanted a midnight snack?

The sun rose in the west?

still is,

A chill ran through her heart.

Does he want her to reciprocate?

That works too. After we return the favor, neither of us will owe the other anything, and we'll be even.

Shen Ruo bit her lip, reluctantly took out her phone, and felt a sharp pain in her heart as she thought about how her balance would drop again after eating a late-night snack.

She opened WeChat, ready to savor the balance number, grab a late-night snack, and then it would be back to a new balance.

Then she froze.

The 338 yuan transfer to Qi Wenshen has been returned to the original recipient.

Shen Ruo: "??"

It was returned?

When did you withdraw?

How come she didn't know?

Shen Ruo checked three times to make sure that the 338 yuan was indeed safely in her account balance.

An internal struggle began.

Did he forget?

Should we turn around again?

If he really forgot, wouldn't she be the one who benefits by pretending not to notice?

What if he did it on purpose? If she turned around again, wouldn't she seem very tactless?

After struggling for a moment, she still asked.

She spoke hesitantly, "Cousin, did you return the money for those shoes?"

Qi Wenshen was focused on driving when he heard this and turned his head to look at her.

His gaze was calm, yet it carried a profound depth that seemed to see through everything.

"Um."

Why?

"I'm your cousin."

He turned back to look at the road, his voice still indifferent, "Don't worry about such trivial things as buying shoes."

Shen Ruo was furious when she heard this.

Are you kidding me?

Last night I asked her to transfer the money, and she was so distressed that she couldn't sleep for half the night. She dreamed about the 338 yuan flying around. But today I told her not to keep it in mind.

Then what about her heartache last night?

Was she just being delusional?

She wanted to curse.

She wanted to yell.

She tried to grab Qi Wenshen's shoulders and shake him. "Do you know how much pain I was in last night?"

But she dared not.

Because she was afraid of dying.

But you can curse him in your heart, curse him eight hundred times.

Although Qi Wenshen was looking ahead, he kept an eye on her out of the corner of his eye.

He could sense Shen Ruo's emotional fluctuations, from shock to anger to grievance, all written on her face, making it easy to understand.

This cousin is very interesting.

You can't hide what's on your mind; you can tell just by looking at your face.

Last night, he had a sudden thought: to add her on WeChat.

That thought was both unfamiliar and strange.

But he doesn't dislike it.

Qi Wenshen looked at Shen Ruo, wanting to scold her but not daring to. Her big, watery eyes were full of accusation, and her chest rose and fell, drawing an alluring curve in the dimly lit carriage.

He quickly looked away.

"I've already ordered shrimp wontons and juice."

"It arrived just in time to be delivered when I got home."

With just a few words, Shen Ruo's agitated state was instantly calmed down.

She blinked, her angry expression still frozen on her face, but the corners of her mouth had already begun to turn up.

The two emotions intertwined, making it both comical and endearing.

"When did you order it?"

She asked in disbelief, afraid that she was hallucinating.

"When I wait for you in the parking lot, you'll be two minutes late getting off work, enough time to order takeout."

Shen Ruo: "..."

This man.

He's so cold and aloof, yet he's so considerate and warm-hearted.

Shen Ruo's eyes instantly lit up with stars. She clasped her hands together and said in a voice so sweet it could drip honey, "Cousin, you are the best cousin in the world."

Her soft, sweet voice is delightful.

Qi Wenshen hummed in agreement and said nothing more.

When I got home, the takeout had indeed arrived.

The shrimp wontons have thin wrappers and generous fillings, with each wonton containing a whole shrimp.

The juice is freshly squeezed orange juice.

Shen Ruo sat at the dining table, her mouth watering.

She scooped up a wonton, blew on it, and put it in her mouth.

"Hmm."

The fresh sweetness of the shrimp explodes on the tip of the tongue, the broth is rich, and the skin is so thin that it almost melts in your mouth.

good to eat.

too delicious.

Ignoring the heat, she stuffed another one in her mouth, making her cheeks puff out even more.

Qi Wenshen sat opposite him, with a bowl of white porridge in front of him.

He ate slowly and politely, but his gaze remained fixed on Shen Ruo's face.

Watching her chew with her cheeks puffed out.

Watching her stick out her tongue and lick the soup from the corner of her mouth.

Watching her slightly open mouth pant because of the heat, her pink tongue licked her lips.

Qi Wenshen looked away, picked up his water glass, and took a sip.

The water was cold, but it couldn't extinguish the inexplicable burning sensation in my throat.

Eat slowly.

He frowned. "Nobody's going to take it from you."

"Mmm."

Shen Ruo gave a vague reply and scooped up another one.

She was really starving.

I'm so busy on the night shift that I'm spinning like a top. Now that I see food, I lose all reason and just want to bury my head in it and eat.

Qi Wenshen looked at her, and the corners of his mouth curved up almost imperceptibly.

Shen Ruo finally finished eating, patting her round belly and letting out a satisfied burp. "How did you know I liked shrimp wontons?"

Qi Wenshen paused for a moment.

How did he know?

He didn't know either.

When ordering takeout, my finger inexplicably swiped to a wonton shop and, in another inexplicable moment, ordered shrimp wontons.

"Just a guess."

He said lightly.

Shen Ru blinked and didn't ask any further questions.

She lowered her head and drank her orange juice, feeling quite pleased with herself.

Is Qi Wenshen a cold-blooded and ruthless male protagonist?

No.

He's a really sweet guy.

Although they appear cold on the surface, the things they do are increasingly thoughtful.

He gave her shoes, treated her to late-night snacks, ordered takeout for her, and even refunded her transfer.

This guy is hardly the male lead.

That is clearly an angel.

Shen Ruo had come to terms with it yesterday and now accepts her cousin's care for her with a clear conscience.

It's only natural for a cousin to care about his cousin.

She doesn't need to feel guilty.

She has nothing to fear about dying.

They are just ordinary cousins.

She put down her cup, her eyes curving into crescents. "I'm working the night shift again tomorrow, are you still picking me up?"

She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

Shen Ruo, Shen Ruo, how dare you push your luck?

They only gave you two days of hospitality and you're already getting cocky?

She was about to try to salvage the situation by saying she was just joking when Qi Wenshen spoke up.

"Um."

A pleasant surprise awaits.

"Thank you, cousin."

"My cousin is the best."

She clasped her hands together, tilted her head, like a little dog begging for a reward.

Qi Wenshen looked at her, his eyes darkening.

He got up and went upstairs.

Go to bed early.

He uttered three words.

Shen Ruo sat at the dining table, watching his back.

How come this man is so handsome even from behind?

I wonder if it's because I have broad shoulders and a narrow waist?

Do you have eight-pack abs?

Thinking of this, she swallowed.

After eating and drinking her fill, Shen Ruo felt more energetic.

She lay in bed, holding her phone.

"Damn it, I can't fall asleep."

She rolled twice.

"Oh, right, those tattered clothes."

She couldn't wear any of those super short skirts in the original owner's closet; they were just taking up space, so she might as well sell them to raise some money.

Just do it.