Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

After learning that Shang Hanzhou had flown to England again without a word, Lin Xingyou rode the pink electric scooter that she and Cen hope had bought together that afternoon and sped straight to the hospital entrance.

"Come on, Xibao! Come home with me!"

The weather in Beijing had already cooled down, so Lin Xingyou specially installed a windproof cover on the front of her pink electric scooter so that her hands wouldn't get cold while it was running.

By the afternoon, when the swelling in her eyes had finally subsided, Cen hope felt a slight pang of sadness again when she saw Lin Xingyou appear at the hospital's main entrance.

She got into the car.

The electric scooter carried the two of them towards the neighborhood where they lived together.

Lin Xingyou cursed in the car, facing the wind: "That jerk is really too much! You should just ignore him! If you don't pay attention to him, he'll know he's wrong."

"Don't be sad for him if he doesn't come back. I'll take you out for fun and I'll post a lot of cool stuff on social media to make him jealous!"

Lin Xingyou became more and more excited as she spoke, which made Cen hope laugh.

"How childish, Yuzu."

"What's this?"

Lin Xingyou scoffed, "That's not childish, that's called having a good balance and direct control!"

We arrived downstairs.

Lin Xingyou parked her electric scooter in the electric vehicle garage.

The two went upstairs together.

Before even entering the door, a rich aroma of food filled the air. Aside from Aunt Fang's cooking skills, this was the first time Cen hope had ever smelled such an enticing aroma of food elsewhere.

She couldn't help but swallow.

"Yuzu, whose food smells like that?"

How can I stand smelling this every day?

Speaking of this, Lin Xingyou touched her nose somewhat guiltily, her eyes darting around.

"It came from the house of the younger brother next door."

Cen hope didn't immediately recognize who she was talking about.

The door next door opened, and a slender boy wearing a black hoodie with a pink apron over it stood in the doorway, smiling at them.

"Sister, dinner's ready."

It's Xie Jiqing, the boy she and Lin Xingyou took to the police station last time and treated like a pervert.

Lin Xingyou told her that they were neighbors when they were young.

Lin Xingyou exclaimed "Oh dear!" and took her arm, walking confidently towards Xie Jiqing's house.

"His cooking is delicious."

It's obvious they've already eaten.

Cen hope turned to look at her in confusion. When did these two become so familiar?

Because they are in the same community, on the same floor, and even the apartment layouts are exactly the same, only the orientation of the layout is slightly different.

Xie Jiqing gestured for the two to sit down.

"There's also a bowl of chicken soup. Please have a seat, and I'll go to the kitchen to get it."

When they last met, Xie Jiqing still had red marks on his face due to an allergy, but this time the red marks had all disappeared, revealing his handsome features. He was the kind of cool and aloof campus heartthrob who was very popular with girls in college.

Lin Xingyou had explained all of this to her.

As soon as Lin Xingyou sat down and naturally started eating, Cen hope, acting on her intuition, slowly asked, "Did something happen between you two?"

"No!"

Lin Xingyou immediately put down her chopsticks and whispered a vow to her, "He's my younger brother whom I watched grow up. He's so much younger than me. Even if I were a pervert, I wouldn't go so far as to harm the next generation!"

She kept her voice low, but Xie Jiqing still heard her when she brought out the chicken soup. The boy's long eyelashes drooped down, obscuring the dark emotions in his eyes.

Lin Xingyou didn't notice and continued, "We met when we were kids, and then he happened to live next door to me. I discovered that he's a great cook, so I've been coming over to mooch some meals from time to time."

She explained earnestly, and Cen hope simply said "oh" without taking it to heart.

"His name is..."

She couldn't remember Xie Jiqing's name and wanted to ask him to sit down and eat with her, but she didn't know how to start. Lin Xingyou quickly added beside her, "Xie Jiqing, his name is Xie Jiqing!"

A shy smile appeared on Xie Jiqing's gentle face.

"Sister, you can just call me Xiao Xie."

Cen hope smiled at him and said, "Why don't you sit down and eat with us?"

Xie Jiqing nodded, pulled out a chair, and sat down next to Lin Xingyou.

Perhaps knowing that Lin Xingyou would be picking her up today, he specially prepared a few more dishes, a total of five dishes and a soup, and even two small desserts after the meal.

Braised pork ribs, steamed fish, Sichuan-style chicken...

Each dish was incredibly delicious.

Cen hope tentatively picked up a piece with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth; it tasted even better than she had imagined.

Before she could even utter a word of praise, Lin Xingyou had already picked it up: "It's super delicious! Our Xiao Xie is the best cook in the whole world!"

As soon as the words "our little Xie" were uttered, Xie Jiqing's cold, pale ears turned noticeably red.

Cen hope doesn't drink alcohol.

But Lin Xingyou will.

The two hadn't seen each other for quite some time, and in her joy today, Lin Xingyou specially brought out several bottles of her treasured fine wine.

"Xibao, quickly turn on your phone, let's take a picture together."

After pouring the wine, Lin Xingyou instructed Cen hope, who knew she liked to record the little things in life, to open the photo album and take a picture.

Lin Xingyou was dissatisfied: "Xibao, you can't just look at the wine glass and not the person."

She started teaching Cen hope how to take photos, and then directed Xie Jiqing to sit next to Cen hope.

"Yes, film it like that!"

The photo shows the three of them smiling and raising their glasses. Under Lin Xingyou's direction, Xie Jiqing is standing very close to Cen Xi, their heads almost touching in the photo.

Lin Xingyou gave her a suggestion: "Xi Bao, post this photo on your WeChat Moments right now. I don't believe that President Shang can sit still while he's all over England!"

See? Even without him, Cen hope still has friends, delicious food, and such a handsome younger brother in Beijing. I don't believe he can stay there any longer.

Lin Xingyou was certain that Shang Hanzhou would be upset to see this photo. Since he dared to go abroad so casually, he would have to pay a price.

Cen hope, however, was somewhat uncertain.

"He doesn't seem like someone who loses control of his emotions so easily."

Besides, he went to England for work, so he didn't have time to look at her social media posts.

Doing this seems a bit childish.

Lin Xingyou stopped talking, simply took her phone, opened Moments, happily edited a post, and sent it immediately.

"Alright, let's eat first!"

After all, there's so much delicious food here, we can't let it go to waste.

Lin Xingyou placed Cen hope's phone on her side and urged her to eat first.

After taking the photos, Xie Jiqing sat back down next to her and quietly served her a bowl of chicken soup.

……

Britain at this moment.

A light drizzle fell on the windowpane, and even though it was midday, the distant horizon seemed to be shrouded in heavy, dark clouds.

This collaboration doesn't really require his involvement; Fang Nian is more than capable of handling it.

After Shang Hanzhou finished the video conference, the huge hotel immediately fell silent.

All I could hear was the patter of rain outside the window.

From the moment he arrived in London, England, Cen hope did not send him any more messages, and neither of them mentioned the things they had said they wanted to talk about that night.

While I breathed a sigh of relief, I also felt inexplicably fearful.

It turns out that one day, he too would become a coward.

Shang Hanzhou gave a self-deprecating chuckle, picked up his phone, and opened WeChat.

A familiar profile picture appeared on the other side of the Moments feed; it was Cen hope, who had posted a message.

With a slight raise of his eyebrows, he clicked on the button almost without hesitation.