Third Master, please restrain yourself. Our marriage is a marriage of convenience.

A few minutes later, the fragrant noodles were ready.

Pei Jinhe originally didn't want to eat it, but it smelled so good that if she didn't, the cravings in her stomach would complain.

So when she was cooking the noodles, she added a little extra flour.

With its bright red color and golden eggs, each noodle is coated in a rich, sweet and sour tomato sauce, making it incredibly appetizing.

Shen Huaiyu's dormant taste buds were awakened.

He hadn't felt hungry before, but now that he smelled the aroma, he actually felt a bit hungry.

Just as Pei Jinhe was about to reach for the noodles, Shen Huaiyu stopped her, saying, "Leave it there, I'll take it."

The noodles are very hot right out of the pot; it would be bad if you got burned.

Pei Jinhe didn't think much of it and followed Shen Huaiyu with chopsticks and a spoon.

The two sat facing each other while eating.

It has to be said that Pei Jinhe's cooking skills are really good; even a simple bowl of noodles is made to taste delicious.

The hot soup and noodles dispelled the chill from his body, warming Shen Huaiyu up.

Shen Huaiyu ate the noodles in his bowl, his long eyelashes fluttering slightly, the steam from them making them a little damp.

As the head of the Shen family, Shen Huaiyu has tasted all sorts of delicacies.

He has never had a strong appetite; even the most delicious food tastes the same to him.

He eats only to maintain his bodily functions.

But whatever Pei Jinhe made, whether it was food or cookies, made him want to eat them.

Why is that?

Could it be because Pei Jinhe's cooking skills are too good?

Seeing the serious expression on Shen Huaiyu's face, Pei Jinhe hesitated before asking, "How does it taste?"

Although her cooking skills are not top-notch, they shouldn't be so bad that she would make that face.

Or is it that the rich young master can't get used to this simple food?

Shen Huaiyu looked up at her bright, sparkling peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curved slightly: "Delicious."

Her cooking skills may not be the best, but they are definitely the most to his liking.

Pei Jinhe was relieved; as long as it tasted good, that was fine.

His reputation was saved.

The noodles were piping hot from the pot, and Pei Jinhe ate them in small bites.

Her eating manners weren't trained like those of socialites and heiresses; she was less reserved and more casual, which looked very comfortable.

Shen Huaiyu felt a warmth in his heart, and his phoenix eyes looked at Pei Jinhe with a touch of gentle affection.

After eating and drinking her fill, Pei Jinhe prepared to wash the dishes.

Although we have a dishwasher at home, the amount of food we have can be washed in the time it takes to use the dishwasher.

Pei Jinhe had just stepped out to start tidying up when Shen Huaiyu took the bowls away first.

"I'll wash it," Pei Jinhe said, pursing her lips.

She's eating and living at Shen Huaiyu's place now, so it's only right that she does some housework.

Besides, washing two dishes won't tire her out, even though she doesn't like washing dishes.

"Since you've cooked, I should wash the dishes." Shen Huaiyu stacked the dishes together and walked towards the kitchen.

Pei Jinhe followed.

Shen Huaiyu placed the bowl into the sink. The man was wearing a silk shirt, with the sleeves casually rolled up and tucked into his arms.

The veins on his arms were clearly visible. The light shone on his profile, revealing his deep-set brow bone and distinct features. His thick eyelashes were clearly visible in the light.

The man, dressed in a refined and elegant manner, seemed somewhat out of place in the kitchen filled with the smells of cooking.

Pei Jinhe suddenly felt that the scene in front of her was very much like the daily life of an ordinary couple.

One person is responsible for cooking, and the other is responsible for washing the dishes.

Pei Jinhe hadn't felt this unique warmth of home for a long time.

Shen Huaiyu turned around and met the girl's dark eyes. His fingers, holding the bowl, tightened slightly. He lowered his gaze and said, "Go wash up first and get some rest."

Pei Jinhe was indeed tired after a long day, so she didn't stand on ceremony with him: "Okay, I'll go to sleep now."

Shen Huaiyu's hands were immersed in the icy water, his fingers turning red from the cold, but even the coldest water couldn't suppress the churning heat in his heart.

Pei Jinhe was indeed tired. She had already taken a shower, brushed her teeth, and lay down on the bed. She hadn't even played on her phone for a few minutes before she started to nod off in sleep.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but my phone was still ringing, playing a short drama about cooking.

Shen Huaiyu pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing that Pei Jinhe was asleep, he quietly walked to the bedside.

The phone was still ringing.

He knelt on one knee on the bed and reached out to turn off Pei Jinhe's phone.

As soon as she turned off her phone, Pei Jinhe, who had been sleeping on her side, turned over and lay flat on the bed.

Her black hair blended with the dark bed sheets, making her skin appear even whiter and more delicate.

Shen Huaiyu knelt on the bed, one hand supporting himself on Pei Jinhe's head, the position of man on top of woman was so ambiguous that it made people's imaginations run wild.

His gaze fell on Pei Jinhe's face. Her eyelashes were long and dark, layer upon layer covering her captivating peach blossom eyes.

Her nose was high and straight, and her lips were luscious and luscious, like half-ripe cherries, making you want to take a bite.

Shen Huaiyu's Adam's apple bobbed, and a strange dryness and itchiness rose in his throat.

The ripples in my heart spread in concentric circles.

Shen Huaiyu placed his phone on the bedside table, turned off the main light, leaving only a small bedside lamp for illumination, and took his pajamas into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he turned off the lights and lay down next to Pei Jinhe. As soon as he lay down, Pei Jinhe snuggled into his arms.

Shen Huaiyu: "....."

All that shower I just took was for nothing.

This girl may look well-behaved, but she's actually quite dishonest.

...

hospital.

Shen Youcheng was tormented by the medication for three hours, and by the time he was taken to the hospital, he was half-dead.

Shen Tingshan and Jiang Ling rushed to the hospital overnight.

Jiang Ling pulled the doctor aside and asked, "Doctor, how is my son?"

The doctor sighed, "There's been a problem in that area. Although he's not completely disabled, it's still having an impact. You need to comfort your son and help him to take it easy."

Jiang Ling's face immediately turned pale, and her body swayed uncontrollably.

there is a problem.

His son is still so young, and he hasn't even gotten married or had children yet!

What if I can't carry on the family line in the future?

Shen Youcheng's expression was also not very good.

What's the difference between a person who can't even carry on the family line and a good-for-nothing?

He had two sons, one of whom was unruly and difficult to manage.

Shen Youcheng was an obedient and sensible person. He used to think highly of Shen Youcheng, but now Shen Youcheng was a half-crippled person.

Jiang Ling gripped the doctor's clothes tightly: "Can it be cured? As long as it can be cured, I'll pay you whatever price you want!"

"It's not about the money; it's that the medicine was far too potent, and since it wasn't relieved in time, it damaged the root cause."

The doctor pulled his clothes out of Jiang Ling's hands and comforted her, "Mrs. Shen, please try to take it easy."

Jiang Ling stood there, stunned, unable to believe her eyes.

Her son is in such a state! How can she accept it?

Shen Youcheng was her only hope, but now he's practically a cripple. Will she still have a place in the Shen family in the future?