160 I Don’t Trust You Anymore
She was looking up, while Shen Hanyu was looking down. The man’s thin lips were almost touching her lips, and his warm breath brushed against her cheek.
This position was really too ambiguous.
Sang Qianqian’s face was slightly hot. She pushed him away and said, “I’m going to take a shower. Let’s have breakfast together later.”
She had spent most of the night in the kitchen and was covered in sweat. She felt like she smelled horrible.
By the time Sang Qianqian came out of the shower, Shen Hanyu had already finished washing up. He had changed into a black suit and was sitting on the sofa, looking at his phone with a cold and n.o.ble look.
The faint morning light shone in through the window and half of his handsome face was hidden in the shadows. His gentle yet cold expression was contradictory yet perfect, and Sang Qianqian couldn’t help but stare at him for a long time.
Sensing the girl’s gaze, he looked up and smiled. He put away his phone and stood up. “Let’s go eat.”
On the dining table, there was toasted toast, two sets of fried eggs, and a gla.s.s of her favorite pomelo juice.
He actually did all the work Sang Qianqian had yet to do. His cooking was quite neat and the fried eggs looked pretty good.
“You really don’t want your hand to heal at this point, do you?”
Sang Qianqian was a little annoyed. “I know how to do these things. Do I need you to do it?”
Shen Hanyu’s thin lips twitched. “I did it with my left hand. I didn’t use my right hand.”
Sang Qianqian glared at him. “At least you’re sensible. Otherwise, I wouldn’t want you if your hand didn’t recover.”
Shen Hanyu was speechless.
Sang Qianqian sat down and took a bite of the fried egg. She realized that it was a soft-boiled egg and it tasted exceptionally delicious. “I didn’t know you knew how to fry eggs, President Shen.”
“I know more than that.” Shen Hanyu raised his eyebrows.
Sang’s lips curved into a smile. “Then, other than frying eggs, what else do you know how to do?”
“I know what I should know,” Shen Hanyu said casually. “In the past, I used to cook at home.”
His mother’s health wasn’t good, and his father was always busy with work. At night, he would have to cook for himself after school and take care of Xia Sitong at the same time.
Sang Qianqian was surprised. “I’ve been with you for so long, but I’ve never seen you do it?”
“I’m busy with work now, so I’m always home late.”
Shen Hanyu looked at her with a smile in his eyes. “If you want to eat my cooking, I’ll make it for you another day.”
For some reason, Sang Qianqian felt a little apprehensive. “Then try my soup. How does it taste?”
She thought to herself, ‘Shen Hanyu is so good at cooking, so this soup I made is basically just me showing off in front of an expert.’
Shen Hanyu took a few sips and gave her an appreciative look. “It’s good.”
Sang Qianqian was very happy. “Then you should drink more.”
She also took a few sips, and her expression changed. “Shen Hanyu, are you lying through your teeth? This is so bland, how does it even taste good?”
Moreover, she might have added too little ginger and cooking wine, so there was an unpleasant smell.
“I’m not lying.”
Shen Hanyu drank the rest of the soup without a change in his expression. “I really think it’s delicious.”
Sang Qianqian was speechless.
She gave up arguing with him.
“I’ll add some salt, ginger, and cooking wine in the evening to reprocess it.”
Sang Qianqian tried to save herself from embarra.s.sment. She coughed and said, “It’s my first time making this, so I don’t have much experience. I’ll improve next time.”
Shen Hanyu looked at the girl. She looked a little haggard.
Ever since they got together, Shen Hanyu knew that if she didn’t sleep well at night, dark circles would appear under her eyes.
Her skin was fair, so the dark circles under her eyes were particularly obvious.
Shen Hanyu looked at her deeply. “You didn’t sleep last night?”
Sang Qianqian was speechless. How did he know that she did not sleep last night?
She raised her eyes and glanced at him. “Who said I didn’t sleep last night? I just woke up earlier than you.”
She was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to make the soup well, so she got up at 12 am to get busy. Although she didn’t sleep much, she still got an adequate amount of rest.
Shen Hanyu didn’t say anything, but his eyes seemed to be able to read her mind.
Sang Qianqian lowered her head and continued eating, completely ignoring him. After the meal, Shen Hanyu took the initiative to clean up the table and kitchen.
When he came out, Sang Qianqian was leaning against the door with a mysterious smile on her face. “We’ve already had the soup and the meal. Why don’t we have a chat?”
Shen Hanyu was surprised. “About what?”
“Let’s talk about how you lied to me.”
Sang Qianqian kept her smile and said seriously, “Shen Hanyu, if you lie to me again, what do you think I should do?”
Shen Hanyu’s heart sank. He thought that issue about him lying yesterday was over, but who knew that there was more to come?
He could only coax her in a low voice, “I won’t anymore.”
“I don’t believe you.” The girl pouted. “I don’t trust you anymore.”
Shen Hanyu’s eyes softened when he saw her pouting. “What do you want then?”
Sang Qianqian was waiting for him to say this. She said seriously, “If you lie to me again, we’ll break up.”
Shen Hanyu’s breathing became heavier as he spoke. “I won’t lie to you again.”
His voice was low and obviously a little tense, even nervous. “I promise,”
Seeing him like this, Sang Qianqian’s heart softened. However, she also felt bitter and uneasy.
She hoped that the murderer would be caught soon and Shen Hanyu would never have the chance to lie to her again.
She hoped that she and Shen Hanyu would never go down the same path as they did in their dreams.
She just didn’t know if the murderer had anything to do with the person who harmed the Sang family in her dream.
Was it really the same person?
—
It was past nine in the evening. Sang Minglang was busy at his new company when Sang Qianqian pushed the door open and entered.
Sang Minglang raised his brows, “Why are you here? There’s nothing to entertain you with here.”
“Brother, Sister Xiaoshuang is still waiting for you at your place.”
Sang Qianqian tried to persuade her. “You should go and see her. She might really have something to tell you.”
She had been waiting for her brother for three consecutive nights. Most importantly, when she called her brother, he didn’t pick up and even blocked her number.
Sang Qianqian was truly speechless. “No matter what happened between you two in the past, she’s been so humble now. She just wants to see you. Why can’t you just go and see her?”
“Why should I go and see her?”
Sang Minglang was facing the computer, not even looking up. “Qianqian, you don’t have to care about our matters. Can’t you tell that I don’t want anything to do with her now?”
“You’ve only met her once and you’re already so close to her?”
Sang Qianqian couldn’t understand either. She took out the card that Ruan Xiaoshuang had given her last time. “This is the card that Sister Xiaoshuang gave you. There’s a sum of money in it. She thought you were very poor and told you to eat well. If there’s anything you want to do, the money inside is enough to be your capital.”
She placed the card on the table. “Sister Xiaoshuang said that the pa.s.sword is your birthday. If you don’t want this card, you can return it to her yourself.”
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After Sang Qianqian left.
Sang Minglang’s tapping on the keyboard finally stopped.
He looked at the card with a complicated expression and was silent for a long time.
In the end, he picked it up, went downstairs, and headed to a dilapidated neighborhood on a taxi.