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Seeing this, Chen Jin stepped aside to disperse the crowd.
From beginning to end, Qin Xian's gaze was solely on her. As she moved, his eyes never wavered, tightly locked onto her.
He noticed she was wearing a cream-colored turtleneck sweater paired with a light blue long dress. The pleated skirt swayed with her steps, fluttering beneath her warm camel-colored coat. However, as he looked down, Qin Xian's expression suddenly darkened.
It turned out that a pair of delicate, fair ankles were exposed to the cold wind, having slipped out of her socks with each step. She seemed unaware, smiling as she walked toward him.
After not seeing him for a few days, Shu Ran missed him dearly and was delighted to spot him ahead. Her steps quickened slightly as she greeted him with a bright smile, "Qin Xian..."
But Qin Xian suddenly frowned and called out to her, "Don't move."
Shu Ran was taken aback, confused by his sudden change in mood. "Huh?"
Qin Xian looked at her seriously, his expression revealing a hint of displeasure. "Stand still."
Before Shu Ran could ask what was wrong, he unexpectedly knelt down in front of her and placed his hands on her slightly cold ankles.
Shu Ran was startled and instinctively tried to step back, but Qin Xian held her firmly in place, leaving her unable to move. She stared at him wide-eyed, puzzled by his sudden action. "Qin Xian, what are you doing?"
Qin Xian did not explain but instead lowered his hands and gently pulled up her socks until they snugly covered her delicate ankles before releasing them.
His actions left those nearby stunned, especially Chen Jin and A-Chang.
Wait! What was Qin Shao doing just now? He actually knelt down to help the Young Mistress adjust her socks?
Chen Jin thought in astonishment; didn't he remember that Qin Shao had a slight obsession with cleanliness?
After doing all this, he lightly stood up, naturally took the bag she had slung over her shoulder, skillfully opened it, and pulled out a pack of tissues from the compartment. He gently pinched out a sheet and meticulously wiped his slender, long hands.
Shu Ran stared at him in a daze, wanting to say something, "You..." but he spoke first, displeased, "Why are you dressed so lightly?"
"Lightly?" Shu Ran incredulously looked down at herself, who was wrapped up tightly from head to toe, then glanced at the airport staff member in a simple, thin suit ahead of her, unable to help but twitch the corner of her eye. Well... she was dressed adequately, right?
Qin Xian fixed his gaze on her light blue dress and said unhappily, "It's so cold; you shouldn't wear a skirt."
What if she caught a cold again dressed like this when her body was just fine?
"It's okay..." Shu Ran was about to argue that she was wearing socks when he shot her a look that warned her not to say more, instantly silencing her. After a while, she softened her tone and said, "Alright, I understand."
"Let's go." Qin Xian took her hand.
"Where to?" Shu Ran obediently let him lead her while happily asking.
She thought that once they were outside, they would go for a stroll.
But unexpectedly, he casually replied, "Home."
Shu Ran seemed taken aback by his response; her mood dropped instantly as she softly replied, "Oh."
Seeing her pitiful expression, Qin Xian's lips curled into a smile. He lifted her chin and ruffled her soft hair, chuckling, "I was joking, silly Shu Ran."
He held her hand and disregarded the people behind them and the snow falling outside as he walked straight out. "Come on, let's go eat dumplings."
"Um? Dumplings?" Shu Ran repeated in doubt.
"Yes, dumplings."
Didn’t she say that they should eat dumplings on New Year's Eve?
Didn’t she say they would wait for him to come back to eat dumplings together?
Well, then let’s go.
Shu Ran thought Qin Xian was just joking because when she was making dumplings with Aunt Chen, Aunt Chen mentioned that Qin Xian didn’t like eating dumplings.
Aunt Chen said he basically didn’t celebrate holidays and didn’t eat dumplings.
Every year, the dumplings made at home were just for decoration, and only Old Qin would eat a few.
So when he suddenly said he wanted to take her to eat dumplings, Shu Ran naturally didn’t believe him.
But unexpectedly, he really took her there.
It was a small private restaurant hidden in an old alley. It seemed to have been around for some time, as the sign outside looked a bit worn. Next to it hung two large red lanterns, along with some upside-down "Fu" characters, adding a festive touch for the New Year.
If there weren’t a few tables of customers inside eating, Shu Ran would really suspect it was just a regular family's courtyard.
The restaurant was run by an elderly couple, probably in their fifties or sixties, with slightly graying hair, but their cooking movements were fluid and skillful, and the aroma of the dishes wafted through the air.
It seemed that he was quite familiar with Qin Xian. As soon as he entered, he smiled and greeted him, "Qin Xian, you're here."
Qin Xian also rarely smiled and responded to others, "Yeah, I'm here."
Boss Lady smiled, her gaze shifting to the side where Shu Ran was tightly held by Qin Xian. Curiously, she asked, "Who is this lovely young lady?"
The Boss, who was cooking nearby, heard this and turned to take a look before confidently saying, "She must be his wife; you don't need to ask."
Boss Lady exclaimed with interest, turning back to her partner, "How do you know that?"
The Boss rolled his eyes while flipping the dishes and looked at Boss Lady disdainfully. "Come on, when have you ever seen Qin Xian bring a girl out for a meal?"
Boss Lady retorted, "Oh really? But how do you know she's his wife and not just a girlfriend? They might not even be married yet."
The Boss chuckled, "If they weren't married, there's no way Qin Xian would bring her out. A beautiful girl like that would definitely be kept at home so no one else could see her. What if someone else snatches her away?"
Shu Ran listened quietly from the side, only smiling foolishly with her cheeks flushed. Qin Xian looked down at her and gently patted her cute face, also smiling.
The two of them standing together looked very well-matched and affectionate, making others envious.
If Boss Lady had doubts before, seeing them now made it hard for her not to believe.
"Uncle Yan was right; she is my wife, Shu Ran."
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