Only when she saw him did the light in her eyes brighten a little.
At this moment, Wen Xian felt a kind of strange feeling in her heart. Obviously, the people connected to her by blood were sitting right next to her, yet when she saw Shen Lingge, her heart was at peace no matter when.
Shen Lingge’s presence in her heart was very special.
Wen Xian stood up and walked toward Shen Lingge, while he stood not far away, looking at her with indifferent eyes.
He was waiting for her.
Wen Xian lifted her skirt and jogged to Shen Lingge’s side. Shen Lingge reached out and held her waist.
He lowered his eyes and stared at her small face for a moment, then asked in a low voice: “What did she say? Made you unhappy?”
Wen Xian slightly shook her head. She turned her head to look at Chang Yuan.
Chang Yuan slowly walked to their side. Looking at Shen Lingge’s appearance, she already knew this man had deep feelings for Wen Xian. She smiled and said: “Let’s go in and eat, Xian Xian rarely comes once, Mama specially made the dish you love most.”
Shen Lingge stood in place without moving, only looked at Wen Xian. Wen Xian reached out and tugged his clothes.
After Chang Yuan finished speaking, neither Shen Lingge nor Wen Xian moved for a moment. Just as she was about to speak, Shen Lingge suddenly looked at Wen Xian and asked: “What is the dish you love most?”
In the past, there wasn’t anything this little girl didn’t love to eat.
Wen Xian didn’t answer. Seeing this, Chang Yuan explained: “It’s a specialty dish my aunt used to make. Every year during New Year, it would always be on the dining table. One year when my aunt brought Xian Xian to our house for New Year, she even went into the kitchen specially to make it. At that time, my mom remembered. Thinking that when Xian Xian comes over, she would make it for her.”
After she finished speaking, Shen Lingge still did not move. His gaze remained glued onto Wen Xian.
This time, Chang Yuan also understood. Shen Lingge had something to say to Wen Xian, so she said a word and went in first.
After Chang Yuan left, Shen Lingge finally reached out and pulled her into his arms. His chin pressed against her forehead, asking softly: “Does Xian Xian now not like to eat it anymore?”
Wen Xian spoke muffled: “Mm, I don’t like it anymore.”
Shen Lingge understood. That dish, aside from Chang Shuang, no one else could make it taste like that. So in this world, Wen Xian’s most loved dish no longer existed.
Wen Xian was still feeling a little lost this time coming here. Most of Chang Yuan’s questions revolved around her and Shen Lingge. She couldn’t help but think, if her boyfriend wasn’t Shen Lingge, would uncle still call her home to eat?
But this thought only flashed for a moment.
Wen Xian comforted herself. This was her uncle, they were all her family.
Shen Lingge turned his head and glanced at the situation inside the living room. Because he and Wen Xian hadn’t gone in yet, they were all still sitting in the living room. And on the dining table, it seemed the dishes were already starting to be served.
Shen Lingge could tell Chang Ligu’s intention. This little girl probably also sensed it, that’s why she was unhappy like this.
He reached out and hooked her chin lightly, coaxing her in a low voice: “After we finish eating, I’ll take you home. In two days, I’ll take you to the hot springs to play. Mingcheng has a forest hot spring, there are wild rabbits there, does Xian Xian want to go?”
Wen Xian lifted her eyes to look at him, softly asked: “There really are rabbits?”
Shen Lingge curved his lips slightly, holding her hand as they walked toward the house: “There really are. Villas were even built in the mountains. We can play there for two days and one night, go on the weekend, is that okay?”
Wen Xian nodded: “Just the two of us going?”
Shen Lingge responded: “We’ll call Duoduo and Xiao Song along, eating barbecue at night will be livelier.”
Thinking about being able to go play in the hot springs in two days, Wen Xian’s mood became much better.
But that good mood only lasted until they sat down at the dining table.
As soon as Shen Lingge sat down, Chang Ligu poured him a glass of wine, and Lin Zhiyi’s wine cup was then handed in front of Shen Lingge.
On Lin Zhiyi’s clear and handsome face, a smile appeared: “Mr. Shen, in the past I thought that important people forget things easily, but seeing you today I know that’s not true. You’re very attentive, I really admire you.”
Shen Lingge bypassed the wine cup poured by Chang Ligu, only picked up the water cup prepared at the side and said indifferently: “Xian Xian doesn’t like me drinking alcohol, so I won’t drink.”
Chang Ligu inwardly was slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected Shen Lingge would accommodate Wen Xian like this, but it was also possible he was using Wen Xian as an excuse. He leaned more toward the latter. In this circle, how could there be true feelings?
This meal, the conversation at the dining table almost all revolved around Shen Lingge and Shen Corporation’s recent projects. Chang Ligu, whether intentionally or unintentionally, had brought up Lin Zhiyi’s recent troubles multiple times.
So Shen Lingge naturally asked about Lin Zhiyi’s project.
Lin Zhiyi was simply overwhelmed by the unexpected favor; he had never thought about being able to cooperate with Shen Corporation.
At the side, Chang Ligu, seeing Shen Lingge this cooperative, couldn’t help but drink a few more glasses of wine in a good mood. He smiled as he said to Wen Xian on the side: “Xian Xian, with this current situation, have you considered staying in Mingcheng?”
Wen Xian was stunned, hadn’t expected Chang Ligu to ask so directly.
When Shen Lingge heard this sentence, his expression slightly cooled. He reached out to hold Wen Xian’s hand, then said indifferently: “Xian Xian won’t stay in Mingcheng in the future. I will accompany her to Licheng.”
“What?”
Chang Ligu in surprise put down his chopsticks, the others at the table couldn’t help but all look toward Shen Lingge.
Especially Lin Zhiyi, the look in his eyes as he looked at Wen Xian had already turned as if she was some fox spirit reincarnated. [referring to a seductive woman who brings misfortune]
Wen Xian pressed her lips together: “Uncle, that’s all for the future. We’re not thinking about those things right now.”
After this topic, the table clearly quieted down, everyone harboring their own thoughts. Meanwhile, Xie Xin became even more uneasy. She originally thought Shen Lingge and Wen Xian were just playing around, but today looking at Shen Lingge’s attitude, it wasn’t like just dating, it clearly was heading toward marriage.
Because Shen Lingge didn’t drink alcohol, this meal ended very quickly.
Chang Ligu originally wanted for them to drink some tea afterward, best if he could get Shen Lingge to agree to Lin Zhiyi’s project. But before he could speak, Wen Xian softly said: “Uncle, Shen Lingge and I will head back first. He still has things tonight.”
The words that had reached Chang Ligu’s mouth turned, and he quickly replied: “Alright, if you have things then go first. Come again for a meal when there’s time. Xian Xian, if you want to go anywhere in Mingcheng, just look for your Yuan Yuan-jie, she knows Mingcheng very well.”
Chang Yuan echoed: “That’s right, Xian Xian, you rarely come to play, you must call jiejie, jiejie will accompany you to go out and play.”
Wen Xian agreed to everything, then left together with Shen Lingge. The Chang family stood at the doorway sending off their car until it disappeared from sight.
Only after the car was gone did Chang Ligu sigh: “This little girl’s luck is really good.”
Chang Yuan couldn’t help saying: “That’s right, before Xian Xian had Uncle and Aunt doting on her, and in the future, she has Shen Lingge. Thinking about it, Uncle and Aunt can also rest in peace below.”
When Xie Xin heard Chang Yuan mention Wen Tianlin and Chang Shuang, her face couldn’t help but change dramatically. She slapped Chang Yuan’s back with one hand, her tone slightly heavy: “You child, what nonsense are you saying!”
Chang Yuan hissed softly. She complained: “Ma, how old am I already, why are you still hitting me like before?”
Xie Xin glared at her: “Already this old and still speaking without filtering your mouth?”
Chang Yuan still wanted to say something but was pulled by Lin Zhiyi. He spoke in a warm voice: “Mother-in-law, Yuan Yuan has always had this personality. Don’t get angry with her, she’ll change in the future.”
Only after hearing Lin Zhiyi say this did Xie Xin’s expression ease up a little. She ignored the few of them and turned to go back into the villa.
—
In the car.
Wen Xian leaned against Shen Lingge, softly muttering: “See, I already said we shouldn’t have brought you. Now look, everyone just wants to talk business with you. We can’t even properly have a meal.”
Shen Lingge, however, didn’t want her to worry about these things: “These are all small matters. At night you only ate a little, are you not full?”
Wen Xian raised her eyes and glared at him: “How is that a small matter? Is whether I’m full the big matter?”
Shen Lingge looked at her with a completely natural expression: “Of course. In my eyes, except for your matters, everything else is small.”
Wen Xian paused, then her face reddened again: “…You shut up.”
Shen Lingge lightly chuckled once, then instructed the driver to drive toward Shen Corporation Plaza. He lowered his eyes to glance at the time, and said in a low voice: “Take you to eat some snacks, tonight accompany you shopping for clothes.”
Wen Xian looked doubtful: “You know how to pick clothes?”
Shen Lingge’s fingertips tapped lightly on his knee, raising his eyebrows: “What, don’t believe in my taste?”
Wen Xian lightly coughed, softly said: “It’s not that… just…”
Wen Xian held back for a long time and still couldn’t come up with a reason. After all, Duoduo had told her that Shen Lingge had been single for more than twenty years. She simply looked at him innocently, signaling she didn’t say anything.
Shen Lingge glanced at her once, reaching out to pinch her face.
…
Shen Corporation Plaza was located in the busiest commercial district, with countless shops and buildings around. No matter when, it was always full of people coming and going. Wen Xian looked outside through the car window, on the street of luxury brands there were all fashion girls taking street photos.
They had beautiful faces, delicate makeup, the fashion items on them were all the hottest trending elements, each one looking slender and extremely pretty.
The car directly drove into the underground parking lot of Shen Corporation Plaza. Shen Lingge held Wen Xian’s hand as they got out of the car.
After exiting the elevator, Wen Xian noticed that the shopping assistants in the building all seemed to not recognize Shen Lingge. Their attention was all focused on her, not sparing Shen Lingge even a glance.
Shen Lingge stood with both hands in his pockets in front of a row of clothes, his gaze lightly sweeping over these exquisite yet expensive clothes.
Many styles were not as nice-looking as the ones Wen Xian herself designed.
Wen Xian took the gown Shen Lingge picked for her into the fitting room. It was a smoky purple pearl-sheen flowing sand dress with a deep V neckline. After changing clothes, she lowered her head to look at her own chest and fell silent for a moment.
The part in front of the dress seemed a little squeezed.
The shopping assistant outside was softly asking if there was anywhere that didn’t fit. Wen Xian hesitated for a moment, then softly said: “Can you help me call the man who came with me?”
The shopping assistant agreed. Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Shen Lingge lightly knocked on her door, his low voice sounding through the door panel: “Xian Xian, what’s wrong?”
Then Shen Lingge saw the fitting room door open a crack. A lotus-white arm reached out accurately and grabbed the front of his clothes, pulling him in with a little force.
The completely unprepared Shen Lingge: “……”
He lowered his eyes to look at Wen Xian: “Xian Xian, you…”
Shen Lingge’s pupils faintly trembled. After touching that patch of fair white, he immediately moved his gaze away. His Adam’s apple unconsciously rolled once, and when he spoke again, his voice was already hoarse: “Take it off.”
Wen Xian raised her chin and lightly huffed: “Wasn’t it you who picked this for me?”
Shen Lingge: “…I was wrong.”
Wen Xian wanted to reach out and hug Shen Lingge, but just as she moved, Shen Lingge blocked her. He grabbed her hand and wouldn’t let her get close: “Don’t come over, change clothes, we’re leaving.”
Wen Xian: “……”
And so, Shen Lingge and Wen Xian’s shopping ended at this one gown.
After Wen Xian finished changing clothes, she simply dragged Shen Lingge to play the claw machine. But while Wen Xian was catching dolls, Shen Lingge’s gaze landed on an advertisement board on the other side.
On it was written one sentence: diamondstothediamond.
Diamonds gifted to those as precious as diamonds.