Chapter 509: Chapter 509

Days were exactly what Qiao Xi had once longed for in her dreams.

And it was Shen Dang who made this dream come true.

"What would you like for dinner tonight?"

Shen Dang looked up and met Qiao Xi’s tender gaze.

Her personality was always cool and detached, but now her eyes took on a tender hue that could melt hearts.

The office was brightly lit, with sunlight streaming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The stunningly beautiful woman with her red lips and fair skin seemed to glow all over.

Qiao Xi let out an "Ah," propped her cheek on her hand, and said leisurely, "I don’t want to eat out. I want to eat what you cook."

Shen Dang rose from the executive chair, picked up the coat from the chair’s back, and came over to stroke the hair at the back of Qiao Xi’s head: "All right, let’s go buy some groceries."

His black eyes were filled with warmth.

His gaze upon her was focused and deep.

Qiao Xi curved her eyes: "Have you finished your work?"

Qiao Xi linked her arm with his and walked out of the office with him: "So, what should we buy?"

"You can think about it on the way."

Shen Dang drove the car and stopped at the entrance of the mall.

The couple was already public about their relationship, but they still wore masks in public places to avoid causing a sensation.

Faced with shelves full of ingredients, Qiao Xi said in distress: "I still don’t know what I want to eat."

"Then let’s cook a few of your favorite dishes," he suggested. The source of this content ɪs NovᴇlFir(e).nᴇt

"I’m tired of those, I don’t want them anymore." Qiao Xi shook her head: "I want to try something else."

"Chives cooked with pig’s blood?"

Qiao Xi immediately frowned: "I don’t like pig’s blood."

"Pig’s blood is good for your stomach."

But Qiao Xi persisted: "No, I don’t want that."

Shen Dang smiled indulgently: "How about stir-fried large intestine with green peppers."

Qiao Xi glanced up and saw Shen Dang smiling mischievously. She almost gnashed her teeth: "Shen Dang, you’re doing this on purpose!"

"What’s wrong?" Shen Dang’s voice was wrapped in a lazy chuckle: "I’m just asking for your opinion."

"You know very well I don’t eat animal innards."

Qiao Xi turned her head away, not wanting to bother with him anymore.

Shen Dang turned her face back toward him, still smiling: "Then how about a steamed bass?"

They bought a large, fattened fish.

By this time, Shen Dang had thought of the remaining dishes: "Let’s make dry-fried spare ribs and a cold dish too, and finish with a black-bone chicken soup."

Qiao Xi gave a thumbs-up in appreciation: "That’s the quality of a man who runs a restaurant."

Shen Dang pinched the flesh on her cheek, smiling: "Running a restaurant is just one trivial advantage."

Seeing him boast like that, Qiao Xi couldn’t help laughing too.

After buying all the ingredients needed for tonight’s dinner, Shen Dang also brought home a lot of other groceries.

"Why did you buy so much?"

It would take at least a few days to finish all this.

They could be stored in the fridge, but Qiao Xi felt it was unnecessary.

"Of course, it’s to prepare for not going out for a few days."

But Shen Dang did not explain to Qiao Xi.

After shopping, the two returned to Riverfront Villa.

After organizing the ingredients, they started preparing tonight’s dinner.

Qiao Xi was slicing cucumbers when the phone on the coffee table rang.

"Just leave it after cutting. I’ll take this call first."

It was Qu Jiashu who called.

Qiao Xi didn’t know what was said on the other end, only hearing Shen Dang hum a few times and didn’t pay much attention.

After ending the call, Shen Dang casually stuffed his phone in his pocket. When he turned around, his body slightly stiffened.

Qiao Xi was cutting seaweed into fine strips, her beautiful profile looking serious. Her lovely black hair was all pinned up, and a curl hung by the side of her cheek.

The soft light from above bathed her in gentle colors. At this moment, she radiated a lazy tenderness.

The one he loved was right before his eyes. In a flash, Shen Dang saw through the present moment a future of peaceful years.

This feeling of solidity and contentment spread in his heart until it encapsulated his entire being.

Shen Dang stepped forward, his approach slow and steady.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Xi didn’t turn her head and spoke to him, "Once I’m done with this, should I cut some ginger and garlic? We will need it for the steamed fish, right?"

Shen Dang stopped by her, his chest rising and falling, and the next second, he wrapped his arms around her from behind.

Qiao Xi tilted her head to look at him, her voice soft and clear: "Should I cut the ginger and garlic?"

Shen Dang said nothing, only lowering his head to bury it in her neck.

She gave off a tempting fragrance, a subtle scent that was as intoxicating as a strong poison.

"I don’t want to eat dinner," he mumbled.

Playing the trickster again?

Qiao Xi: "... What do you want to do then?"

Two words, straightforward and concise.

Qiao Xi let out a cough and then felt a pain on her neck.

Shen Dang, that scoundrel, actually bit her!

Qiao Xi hissed, covered her neck, and pushed him away with one hand: "Are you trying to starve me?"

"Are you trying to starve me?" Shen Dang looked at her with a plaintive expression and retorted.

However, the "hunger" they were talking about was completely different in meaning.

Qiao Xi rolled her eyes at him and pushed him further away: "As if I starved you last night."

Such an insatiable man!

"Last night was last night; tonight is tonight," he said as if it were natural: "It’s not the same."

Qiao Xi raised her knife, tilted her head, and asked seriously: "Do you really want me to cut the ginger and garlic?"

Upon seeing this, Shen Dang let out a deep chuckle: "Yes, cut them. Let’s have you first have dinner, then."

What comes after was left unspoken.

Qiao Xi laughed out of frustration and brandished the knife in his direction.

The knife reflected the light.

Shen Dang’s laughter grew even more licentious.

"I’ll cut the ginger and garlic."

Shen Dang approached again, but Qiao Xi remained silent, using her elbow to push him away.

Thanks to their efforts, a sumptuous dinner was served at the table, and after eating his fill with his wife, Shen Dang lured her back to their room.

Qiao Xi was resting at home.

Shen Dang did not go to the office to work, dealing with business affairs from home.

For several days, the pair did not leave the house.

No wonder he prepared several days’ worth of groceries at home.

Truly a scheming rogue of a man!

But somehow, Qiao Xi found these days imbued with a serene happiness.

Probably because doing anything with the one you love always feels blissful.

Qiao Xi took out a light-colored dress from the wardrobe.

Shen Dang glanced at it: "Yes, my wife would look stunning even in a burlap sack. Wearing that dress outside might just blind everyone."

Qiao Xi was speechless.

Should’ve known better than to ask him.

Finally, she put on a coat.

Lin Muxian had given birth last month.

Qu Jiashu was delighted with the birth of his son.

The baby’s full-month celebration was held at a hotel.

Shen Dang and Qiao Xi were just changing clothes to go out.

Shen Dang also put on an overcoat that matched Qiao Xi’s color scheme.

Together, they looked like a staged scene from an idol drama.

Yet, without doing anything, just standing there, they looked gorgeous.

At the hotel, Qu Jiashu was holding his child. Seeing Shen Dang arrive, he handed his son over: "Here, share some of our joy with you."