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

He forgot that women need to listen, and they need him to say, word by word, those words that he had thought of countless times in his mind but felt were unnecessary to say aloud.

He held her hand and gently rubbed the back of her hand twice with his thumb.

Then she spoke up, "Not girlfriend, wife."

Shen Ruo turned her head back immediately.

Wife?

Not girlfriend, but wife?

"She's not even a girlfriend yet, so who are you calling 'wife'?"

She wasn't naive enough to think that Qi Wenshen would fall in love with her.

She's all about sex, not love.

He liked sleeping with her, and she wanted to sleep with him; it was simply a matter of mutual benefit.

Shen Ruo defined her relationship with Qi Wenshen in her heart.

Qi Wenshen's eyes were firm. "You can only be Mrs. Qi."

There's no reason for Qi Wenshen to let a woman he sets his sights on escape.

Shen Ruo heard this sentence.

"Hmph, that depends on your performance, my future husband."

Husband?

Qi Wenshen found the two words particularly pleasing to the ear, and as for the word "future," he simply ignored it.

He glanced at her, about to say something, when his phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and saw it was his mother.

Shen Ruo also caught a glimpse of the name on the screen and urged him to answer quickly.

Qi Wenshen answered the phone, "Mom."

"Wen Shen, are you off work yet?"

"I'm logging off."

"Okay, okay, drive carefully then. I'll go cook something now so you can have something to eat as soon as you get back. I bought some spare ribs, how about I make sweet and sour pork?"

Qi Wenshen glanced at Shen Ruo.

When Shen Ruo heard about sweet and sour pork ribs, her eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded frantically.

That's great! Absolutely fantastic!

Qi Wenshen said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Okay."

"Okay, I'm hanging up now. Come back quickly!"

The phone hangs up.

Qi Wenshen put his phone back in his pocket and wanted to hold Shen Ruo's hand again.

"Let's go."

Shen Ruoke refused and pulled her hand away, saying that the whole hospital would know they were together tomorrow.

He looked at the petite woman who was two meters away from him.

Qi Wenshen looked displeased.

From this distance, is he a lover?

Once in the car, noticing Qi Wenshen's unhappiness, Shen Ruo offered him a kiss, finally winning back the boss's warm expression.

Qi Wenshen asked dejectedly, "When are we going to make our relationship public?"

"Soon, just wait a little longer, okay?"

The petite woman's eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, her gaze flowing like the first ripples of spring water, both clear and alluring.

Qi Wenshen smoothed her stray hairs.

"it is good."

It's only a matter of time before it's made public; he can wait.

Qi Wenshen moved unhurriedly through the congested traffic, a stark contrast to his decisive and efficient demeanor on the operating table.

God is just so unfair. Some people live like a painting, while others live like a lump of mud.

Of course, Shen Ruo felt that she belonged to the upper-middle level of the latter. At least she was good-looking now. Although this good-looking appearance was given to her by the original owner, she found it quite convenient to use.

I got home about forty minutes later.

As soon as she entered, a rich aroma of sweet and sour sauce wafted over, making Shen Ruo's mouth water instantly.

As Shen Ruo changed her shoes, she called out towards the kitchen, "Auntie, we're back! What delicious food did you make? Wow, it smells so good!"

"You're back? Go wash your hands quickly, the last dish will be ready soon."

Shen Ruo glanced into the kitchen and exclaimed, "Good heavens!"

Sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, pickled fish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, three-delicacy soup, and braised beef.

Five dishes and one soup.

There were only three of us eating.

Shen Ruo's eyes suddenly felt a little hot.

It's not that I'm being sentimental, I'm genuinely touched.

In her past life, she was a migrant worker, living alone in another city, and she might not even be able to go home for the Chinese New Year.

Every morning I rush to eat a loaf of bread, lunch is at the company cafeteria, and dinner I order takeout on my phone when I get home. Out of 365 days a year, the number of days I can eat home-cooked meals is very limited.

Shen Ruo blinked hard, suppressing the slight dampness, and turned to wash her hands.

Qi Wenshen stood behind her and noticed her slightly reddened eyes. He didn't say anything, but as she passed by, he subtly touched the back of her hand with his fingers.

As he withdrew his hand, his fingertips lightly traced her palm.

Shen Ruo's heart skipped a beat.

This person is becoming increasingly unserious.

At the dinner table, Shen Ruo maximized her emotional appeal.

"Auntie, this sweet and sour pork ribs is so delicious! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet but not greasy, it's even better than my mom's."

"Auntie, I can drink three bowls of this pickled fish soup."

"Auntie, did you make the sauce for the braised beef yourself? It smells so good! Do you have a secret recipe? Could you teach me?"

Shen Yulan was beaming from ear to ear as she was praised, and kept piling food into her bowl with her chopsticks.

"That's enough, Auntie, I can't eat that much..."

"Eat more. Look how thin you are. Your face has gotten rounder, but your body is still so thin."

Shen Ruo: "..."

Looking down at herself, Auntie, you've said it before, but she really isn't thin.

Qi Wenshen sat opposite, his gaze occasionally sweeping over Shen Ruo.

Are you thin?

Yes, his waist is quite thin; you could almost wrap your hand around it.

Shen Yulan watched Shen Ruo eat with a smile, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes becoming more pronounced with her smile.

There was a faint bluish-black patch under her eyes, which was mostly covered by foundation, but it was still visible.

Qi Wenshen paused for a moment.

"mom."

Yulan turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"

"How about we invite Sister Chen back?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Ruo quickly raised her head and echoed, "That's right, Auntie, let's invite Sister Chen back. You're so busy all by yourself, I'll feel sorry for you if you get too tired."

Shen Yulan was good to her, so she just wanted Shen Yulan to have an easy life. This is a very simple principle that doesn't require any complicated logic.

Although she didn't pay for it.

Shen Yulan looked at the two extremely serious faces opposite her and smiled, "What? My cooking isn't good? You're complaining?"

"No, no, no, absolutely not. Auntie's cooking is the best. I was just worried you'd get tired. Look at your dark circles under your eyes, you don't look pretty anymore."

Shen Yulan subconsciously touched under her eyes, smiled, and said, "I'm getting old, I don't need much sleep."

Qi Wenshen put down his chopsticks. "Should we ask Sister Chen to come back?"

Shen Yulan looked at her son, then at her niece; both of them had the same serious expression.

She suddenly laughed.

"Alright, alright, you two are really going at it together. I can't argue with you. Actually, even if you hadn't said anything, I was already planning to have you bring Sister Chen back."

Qi Wenshen raised an eyebrow slightly.

When Shen Yulan said this, her eyes shone brightly, "Because I'm going on another trip, this time to Dali."

Shen Ruo's eyes widened like two saucers. "Dali? Auntie, you're going to Dali?"

"Yes, this time I'm going with your Aunt Zhang and the others. It's a road trip, and we'll be there for half a month. We've booked our flights for tomorrow. Once we get there, we'll rent a car and drive along Erhai Lake, stay in guesthouses, and eat local food. It sounds wonderful."

Shen Ruo's eyes were filled with envy.

Dali.

Erhai Lake.

B&B.

Local cuisine.