On the other side of the road, a young man was holding a girl by her waist as they were calling for a taxi. The girl was whispering something to him. He smiled at her and kissed her cheeks. Tears started to fall in Xia Yu's eyes at one point. The taxi had already moved away, but she kept turning and staring at the couple.
"Did you forget something madam?" the driver could not help but ask looking at her tear stricken restless face.
But Xia Yu shook her head and slowly leaned on her seat. Her eyes closed as if she was resting. She did not open them again until the taxi stopped in front of a large villa.
"I will be waiting for the fare." the man repeated again when she closed the door behind her and walked inside the house with a sullen face. She nodded. Reaching the door, she pressed the code and used a key to open the door.
Today was Sunday so the housekeeper would not be at home. Xia Yu walked directly toward her bedroom to find her purse. But she paused when she opened the door. She stared at the figure sleeping on her bed as if she was watching a dream, an illusion. She must have lost her mind.
But even if she would lose her mind, she would not imagine Han Zhou sleeping on her bed. She had thought last night was already an accident. He must have drunk a lot so he came here. But he was sleeping there again?
"So you forgot to bring me with you. But you remembered to use my bedroom." she muttered under her breath as she walked toward the closet and took out some money from her purse and walked out.
She paid the driver and gave him a generous tip for waiting for her and trusting her. Finally the driver left with a relaxed smile on his face.
Xia Yu stood there for a while. She had had a good sleep so she did not want to rest more. She had taken a bath too. Should she go and cook breakfast for him? After all, he was her husband?
But she did not want to have breakfast with him? What if he asked something and she did not know how to respond? But it would be too strange if she did not offer him breakfast? Why? She could just lie that she did not know cooking well and the housekeeper is on leave. If he wanted, they could order food.
"Sigh! Then I have to stay hungry with him too." After the night, she wanted to have a good meal. "Forget it, he would not like my simple cooking anyways and leave without eating." With that, she changed her clothes into a simple pair of jeans and black shirt.
She checked the fridge and found out many ingredients for dumplings. She made a spicy sauce for her and despite her complaints, she made a mild broth for him to go with dumplings. She steamed mostly but fried a few.
After that she added a few more pancakes and chocolate shake for her while she boiled water for his black coffee. Just as she finished setting the table, he descended the stairs.
He was wearing a suit already with his hair perfectly combed. Did he forget that it was sunday?
As she watched him coming, she did not know what to do with her hands anymore. And her eyes? Should she keep staring at him or sit and start a meal? Though they were husband and wife for a long time, they only meet during official meetings or dinners where they have to act like a loving couple. She had no idea why they were here in private?
"Good morning." In the end, it was him who started.
"Aah! Good morning!" 'That was how people start a conversation, you fool!' "I have cooked breakfast for us. But if you are in a hurry," you can leave' the words dead in her mouth. Because he did not wait for her to complete them.
He had already nodded and took a seat beside her. Without waiting for the ceremony, he took a pancake and a few steamed dumplings and started eating them in silence. Xia Yu was on pins and needles. She was told that Lei Mei could cook, but she did not know what her level was since she was not trained in that field.
Due to the short amount of time, they mostly taught her about etiquettes of a rich lady, dancing, socializing and gave a diary to help her.
He waited for him to pass a comment. Whether the food was up to his liking or not. But he did not say a word. He had taken out his mobile and was scrolling something on it while eating with his other hand.
Staring at him was taxing, she slowly took fried dumplings for herself and started eating. The sauce was spicier and the fried dumplings were crunchy but soft. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the heaven she was in.
She did not notice, the moment her eyes were closed, his eyes snapped to her face like a beast looking at his prey. They glowed. Stopping on the way she licked her lips and cherished the taste.
His Adam apple bobbed and his hunger increased. Xia Yu opened her eyes with a satisfying look. Han Zhou was still reading the document while eating with other hand. He had not noticed that there was no dumpling left in his bowl but only broth.
Hurriedly, she picked up two dumplings and placed them on his bowl. But only then did she place them, did her eyes widen.
She had forgotten to change the chopsticks in a hurry and used her own.
Would it not be an indirect kiss!??!!