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Lu Zichuan said, "Seeing that you were sleeping too soundly, I let them go down first. Now that you're awake, let's go downstairs."

As he spoke, he got out of the car first, then stood by the car and reached out his hand to Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi didn't hesitate any longer. She gently placed her hand in his palm and used it to get out of the car.

Although Lu Ziyang and Bai Qinghua's residence was not as luxurious as the old mansion, it was still one of the top luxury residential complexes in Beijing, exuding warmth throughout.

There's a small rooftop garden after you take the elevator up from the parking garage; it's clear the couple are people who love life.

In the center is a small pond with several red and white koi carp. Hydrangeas, jasmine and ivy are planted in a pleasing arrangement along the pond's edge, swaying gently in the evening breeze, creating an elegant and pleasant scene.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the interior is completely visible.

In the kitchen, the servants were busy, and several delicious-looking dishes were already laid out on the dining table.

Lu Ziyang was leading Lu Han out of the bathroom. The little girl had just washed her hands and was looking up at her father, letting him wipe them.

Bai Qinghua showed no airs of a wealthy lady, wearing an apron and helping the maids serve dishes and set the table.

Seeing Shen Zhiyi and Lu Zichuan approaching, Bai Qinghua waved to them from afar, her smile gentle: "I was just about to call you! You've come at the perfect time. Come on, wash your hands and eat!"

At the dinner table, Lu Ziyang and Bai Qinghua sat side by side, with Lu Han's child chair next to them.

Lu Zichuan and Shen Zhiyi sat opposite them.

As expected, the dishes on the table were all light and simple, exquisitely presented, and appealing in color, aroma, and taste.

Shen Zhiyi picked up a piece of steamed sea bass with her chopsticks. The fish was fresh and tender, and her appetite was instantly whetted.

She was really exhausted today.

I ate late in the morning and didn't have time to eat lunch. I played wildly at the amusement park for several hours in the afternoon and was starving.

Sitting at the dining table, she ate one bite after another. Although she wasn't exactly wolfing down her food, her movements were much more hurried than her usual slow and deliberate manner.

Lu Zichuan saw all of this, a slight smile playing on his lips. He got up, ladled a bowl of soup for her, and pushed it next to her, saying, "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

The voice just fell.

"Cough cough cough..."

Just as Shen Zhiyi picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, she was interrupted by the words "be careful not to choke." Before she knew it, a large piece of meat got stuck in her throat, causing her to choke and clutch her neck. Her face instantly turned bright red, and she almost coughed up tears.

Lu Zichuan's expression tightened, and he immediately walked to her side, gently patting her back with one hand and handing her a glass of warm water with the other: "Have some water, help yourself."

Shen Zhiyi took the water glass and drank two large gulps before she could barely swallow the piece of meat. She was still coughing lightly, and her eyes were wet, like a frightened fawn.

"You..." Lu Zichuan sighed helplessly, tearing off a tissue to wipe away the tears welling up in her eyes. Although his words were reproachful, they were filled with doting affection: "Why are you eating in such a hurry?"

Bai Qinghua, watching from across the table, couldn't help but laugh. She gently tapped the rim of her bowl with her chopsticks and said, "Oh my, when did our Zichuan learn to serve people? This is the first time I've ever seen this."

Lu Ziyang put down his chopsticks, raised an eyebrow at Lu Zichuan, and said in a teasing tone, "That's right. I've been the older brother for so many years, but I've never enjoyed a bowl of soup served by Zichuan. Back in the day, when I asked him to serve me a bowl of rice, he wouldn't even lift an eyelid, as if he hadn't heard me. But now that it's Zhizhi's turn, he's always ready to serve, and he's very attentive."

Lu Han sat in her high chair, swinging her little legs, blinking her big eyes as she looked at her uncle and then at Shen Zhiyi, adding in her childish voice, "Uncle is so good to Aunt Zhiyi. Today at the amusement park, when we were playing in the haunted house, he protected Aunt Zhiyi and almost forgot about me."

Lu Zichuan remained expressionless and continued patting Shen Zhiyi's back, glancing indifferently at his elder brother: "Let your wife serve you."

He then looked at Lu Han: "Your Aunt Zhizhi is scared, so I'm taking care of her. Who told you to wander off like that?"

"Hahahaha." When had Lu Ziyang ever seen his younger brother like this? He laughed so hard he slapped the table: "Listen to that tone, he's really protective of his brother."

Shen Zhiyi had finally recovered, but upon hearing this conversation, her face turned even redder, almost burning up.

She lowered her head, twisting her napkin with her fingers, and muttered softly, "I'm...sorry, but if you hadn't suddenly spoken, I wouldn't have choked..."

"Oh? So you mean it's my fault?" Lu Zichuan raised an eyebrow.

Shen Zhiyi bit her lip: "Not really..."

"Alright, alright, you two stop flirting here. It's making us, an old married couple, blush."

Bai Qinghua raised his hand and waved it up and down a couple of times, his face beaming with smiles. He then added a piece of braised pork knuckle to Shen Zhiyi's plate. "Here, Zhiyi, try this. It's one of our aunt's specialties. It looks fatty, but it's not greasy at all."

Her gaze fell on Shen Zhiyi's thin face, and her tone was filled with concern: "You're fine in every way, but you've lost a bit of weight. You need to eat more."

Shen Zhiyi wasn't a picky eater; she accepted both fatty and lean meat, and besides, she had been eyeing that plate of pig's trotters for a while now.

Now that he had the information, he picked it up and took a bite.

The pork skin is stewed until soft and flavorful, and the aroma of the braising sauce explodes on the tongue. It is rich but not greasy, and melts in your mouth.

She couldn't help but give a thumbs up, her eyes lighting up: "It's really delicious! Auntie's cooking is amazing!"

Bai Qinghua's lips curved into a deeper smile as he looked at her undisguised craving.

She thought she probably knew why she felt so fond of this girl.

Those socialites and heiresses in the circle are so careful with their food that they barely touch a few bites, afraid of eating too much and looking fat or having an unseemly table manner.

But Shen Zhiyi was different; she didn't pretend.

Eat when you're hungry, laugh when you're happy, and speak generously, appropriately, and sincerely.

Compared to those who scheme to curry favor with the Lu family, Shen Zhiyi's frankness and authenticity are more precious than any family background.

"Eat more if you like it." Bai Qinghua added another piece for her.

Beside her, Lu Han, swinging her short legs, clutched the children's chopsticks tightly in her little hands, looking up and shouting, "Mommy! I want pig's trotters too!"

Lu Zichuan picked up a small piece and put it in her bowl at the right moment, then leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Send me the photos of your uncle and your Aunt Zhizhi later."

Lu Han nodded: "Okay!"

After dinner, Bai Qinghua took Shen Zhiyi for a stroll around the house, introducing her to the layout and decorating style as they walked.

From the living room to the tea room and then to the flower room, Bai Qinghua's taste is evident everywhere. It's not the kind of extravagant luxury that's piled up, but rather the warmth of life that shines through every corner.

When Bai Qinghua reached the study, he suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something. He turned around and walked to a bookshelf, where he familiarly pulled out a photo album from the third shelf.

The album cover is yellowed and the corners are slightly curled up, clearly indicating that it's quite old.

But it was properly encased in a transparent dustproof shell, completely protected.

Bai Qinghua gave her a mysterious smile: "Zhizhi, would you like to see Zichuan when he was little?"