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Chapter 38: The Dew Has Yet to Dry
"I can walk by myself," she repeated loudly.
Zhou Xuanyu ignored her and picked her up in his arms, heading downstairs.
"The bathroom is straight ahead at the end of the hall. There are new toothbrushes and towels in the cabinet by the door. Breakfast is on the table; the milk is cold, but you can heat it up if you don't want it cold. If your classmate is available, you can ask her to bring over your clothes. I've written down Yatian's address on a piece of paper... Any other questions?" He paused at the bathroom door on the first floor.
Junxi had never heard Zhou Xuanyu speak so much in one breath; she was taken aback.
"Hmm?" He shifted her slightly, urging her to respond.
Junxi quickly shook her head. "No questions."
"Good." He set her down and turned without hesitation. "I have to go."
Hengfu Group had a meeting today, and Galen had specifically reminded him a few days ago before his business trip about how important this meeting was. He was supposed to leave ten minutes earlier, but after her intense reaction last night, he felt a pang of reluctance.
He couldn't bear to wake her from her sleep, nor could he stand the thought of her waking up alone and not finding him there.
"Wait, I..." Junxi tried to call out to him.
"You don't need to go to the office for the next few days. Yesterday counted as a work trip, and since it was an accident, it's considered a work injury. You can take paid leave." Zhou Xuanyu turned his head slightly but did not stop walking.
Junxi watched as his figure disappeared at the door. She turned around and looked through the window at the driver, Xiao Cao, who was opening the car door for him.
Zhou Xuanyu adjusted his clothes, long legs stepping into the car smoothly, his movements fluid and graceful... He must be waiting for her. Why is he waiting for her? Is it just to keep the promise he made last night of "not leaving"?
The black sedan drove away like a shadow against the wind, the swirling dust offering her no answers.
Junxi quickly washed up and limped out of the bathroom, using the wall for support as she made her way to the dining room.
She had only eaten a piece of cake last night, and she was already hungry.
The dining room was filled with the aroma of food, and she swallowed hard.
The dining table was laid out with a variety of dishes, all freshly made.
Fried Egg, Ham and Cheese Sandwich, Condensed Milk Haas Bread, Banana Pancakes... When did he become so skilled in the kitchen?
She only remembered that back then, he was good at everything except cooking. The kitchen was his forbidden zone; whenever he ventured in, it usually ended with broken pots and pans... Once, he caused a mess in the kitchen and was chased out by someone. He protested loudly that he wanted to go back in, but in turning around, he kicked over a flowerpot at the kitchen door. Everyone laughed at him; he felt a bit embarrassed and scratched the back of his head while insisting that he was lucky enough to enjoy delicacies without ever having to lift a finger.
The teasing continued until his face turned red.
Even though she was young at that time, she already understood what it meant for a prodigal son to return home, what a match made in heaven looked like, and what it felt like to be envied by others...
Junxi took a bite of the sandwich, the freshness of the cucumber shreds mingling with the flavor of the sauce, both fragrant and refreshing. Not only did he possess culinary skills, but his skills were also quite impressive.
What exactly had brought about such a dramatic change in this man?
And what about his good fortune? Where had it gone now…
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