All night long, Shen Shihan held her in his arms, doing nothing but holding her.

  Shen Shihans abnormal behavior made Wen Ning vigilant, was it because she knew she was ill and pitied her?

  Due to fatigue, Wen Ning was on high alert for a while before finally relaxing and falling asleep with his eyes closed, regardless of whether he had gone out for what purpose or was being held or kissed.

  Her mind preoccupied with the bidding matter, Wen Ning woke up early, and half of the bed behind her had already cooled down.

  When Shen Zihan was not there, Wen Nings first reaction was a sense of loss. Realizing this, she immediately warned herself in her heart.

  Wen Ning got up and found his own bag, picked it up and walked out of the main gate.

  Wen Ning exerted force to twist the door handle, but the lock didnt budge.

  The smart lock has been forcibly locked and cannot be opened without a password.

  "Where are you going?" came Shen Sihans voice from behind.

  Wen Ning turned around in surprise, Shen Shihan standing at the kitchen door, wearing a white shirt and trousers that made him look very mature and steady, but on his chest was tied a floral apron that didnt match.

  Wen Ning was stunned, and Shen Quehan naturally brought out two plates from the kitchen and placed them on the dining table.

  "Come and have breakfast."

  Seeing her standing still, he said while unbuttoning his collar: "Ive already called Lu Chengjing, you dont need to go to the bidding meeting, all of his cooperation will be given to you."

  "Come and have some food." he repeated.

  "No need, I can win by myself."

  Shen Zihan pretended not to hear, pulled out a chair for her and looked at her.

  It seems that if Wen Ning doesnt eat this meal, he wont be able to leave this place.

  Wen Ning hesitated for a moment before walking towards the dinner table.

  Shen Zihan wants to take care of people and can be meticulous in every detail within minutes.

  She was treated gently by him, and Wen Ning felt a little curious about what he would make for breakfast. She had never seen him cook before, and the number of times he entered the kitchen could be counted on one hand.

  The plate was still steaming, with a lump of dark dough inside, covered in thick oil stars and a burnt荷包蛋. The appearance was somewhat pitiful, the only thing that could be considered decent was the uniform size of the scallions.

  Wen Ning held his chopsticks without putting them down, Shen Shihans face was a bit embarrassed, he coughed and introduced: "This is scallion oil noodles. It doesnt look good, but the taste is okay."

  He had a taste of it, and her bowl was the second one, which tasted much better than the first one in front of him.

  When they lived in the villa by the river, Wen Ning made this scallion oil noodles the most. Except for scallions and soy sauce, there was no other flavor. He thought it was bland, but Wen Ning still cooked it often, and every time he ate it very fragrantly.

  This is the only dish Shen Zihhan can think of that she likes to eat.

  He got up early and bought noodles, then followed an online tutorial step by step to make them.

  When watching tutorials, he thought there was no difficulty at all, but Shen Cihan, who learned everything faster than others, soon encountered a miserable Waterloo in his life!

  He even failed three times when flipping eggs, and a box of eggs was left with only one that could barely be served.

  Wen Ning lowered his head, picked up a few noodles and tasted them. They were too salty, and the scallion oil had a strong burnt flavor.

  "Its really delicious, thank you." Wen Ning said, putting down his chopsticks.

  Shen Zihan sat down across from her, "I ordered a different meal."

  Two people waited for breakfast. Wen Ning, seemingly out of boredom, opened her mouth and said: "In the past when I was in high school, my mom would cook me scallion oil noodles every morning. Every day, can you guess why?"

  This is the first time Wen Ning has talked about his family. To be exact, they have been together for two years and have done the most intimate things, but this kind of casual chat at home is indeed the first time.

  Long before, Shen Cihan had already lost interest.

  "Is it because you like him?"

  Wen Ning shook her head, "Because its cheap. A big bowl of scallion oil noodles that costs 5 yuan can last for half a month, and two yuan worth of hanging noodles can be eaten by my mom and me for a week. For 10 yuan, we can solve our breakfast problem for half a month, there is no cheaper breakfast than this."

  Listening to this nostalgic tone, Shen Sihans heart ached, and he inexplicably felt some discomfort.

  He recalled the information he had investigated earlier: when she was ten years old, her parents divorced, and she and her mother were driven out of the house by her biological father. The mother and daughter lived in a 30-square-meter rental house.

  Even if Wen Nis mother left home, Xie Bei Ping continued to suppress her everywhere, finally forcing the talented and beautiful Wen Rou to work as a cleaning worker in a hotel to support her family.

  The mother and daughter relied on each other for survival, but fate was still cruel. When Wen Ni was 18 years old, Wen Rou was diagnosed with cancer and passed away three years later.

  Shen Shihan said: "If you miss your mother, I can accompany you to see her."

  Wen Ning suppressed the sorrow in her heart, but this sentence suddenly broke the dam.

  In the past two years, she had thought hundreds and thousands of times about what face to use when meeting her mother, and her mother must be very disappointed in her.

  The day her mother passed away, she wasnt by her side, didnt even get to see her one last time, her mother must have hated her to death.

  So for these two years, she has kept all her thoughts and regrets hidden in her heart.

  Shen Ci Han leaned in close to her, his fingers gently wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes. His tone was patient, as if coaxing a child, "Ill go get ready, and then Ill take you to see Mom."

  Shen Shihan did what he said, took the car key and walked out quickly.

  Shen Chihan went to a flower shop and picked out a bunch of white chrysanthemums. As soon as he came out of the flower shop, his phone rang urgently. It was a call from Shen Mu Song Ziyin.

  "Whats up?"

  Song Ziyin was furious and shouted on the phone: "Shen Sihan, where are you? From yesterday to now, where have you been?"

  "Nothings wrong, Im hanging up."

  Song Ziyin shouted loudly: "Yun Shu is in a coma and hospitalized, shes been poisoned!"

  Shen Chihan was taken aback, glanced at Bai Jie in the back seat, and finally turned the steering wheel to head to the hospital.

  ……

  On the other side of the door, Wen Ni had no password and couldnt open the lock. She couldnt get out, nor did she want to go out.

  She was willing to give Shen Cihan another chance, and she had even thought that if Shen Cihan could give her an explanation, even if they couldnt be together, she would tell him the truth about the child.

  Wen Ning couldnt deny that she was extremely lacking in love, and with just one sentence "Im sorry" and a bowl of "scallion oil noodles", it was already a little bit of love and care, and her heart had begun to forgive Shen Ci Han for the hurt he had caused her before.

  Wen Ning sat for a while, the scallion oil noodles were unpalatable, but she still finished them. After finishing, she also washed the bowl with her hands.

  Seeing a pile of burnt eggs in the kitchen trash can, Wen Ning couldnt help but smile wryly.

  No matter whether reading books or working, Shen Cihan, who was almost all-around since childhood, turned out to be a cooking black hole.

  Just finished collecting, the sound of unlocking and opening the door came from outside.

  Wen Ning went up to greet him, and when the door opened, a man was standing outside, but it wasnt Shen Cihan.

  Ji Qing saw Wen Ning and stretched out his hand to invite her: "Miss Wen, President Shen wants you to go over there for a moment."

  (End of chapter)