“Shinro? Are you okay?” Xia Erxi was also startled, “Your face is so pale.”
“I’m fine,” looking at the originally appetizing young chicken: Shinro suddenly lost her appetite. “Maybe the cold isn’t completely over, my stomach feels a bit uncomfortable.”
“You should take care of yourself,” Xia Erxi’s concern was evident in his words, “Why don’t you not eat this, I’ll help you order something lighter!”
“I’m okay, it’ll pass in a moment.”
“Are you sure? You don’t need to force yourself.”
“I can do it.” Feeling his rare gentleness and care, Shinro felt warm inside, and couldn’t help but consider whether she should tell him about her pregnancy.
But once the truth was spoken… the current harmonious atmosphere would definitely disappear instantly. She really didn’t have the courage to see his ruthless, cold expression.
Better not to say anything! Even if they broke up and parted ways, when she recalled this relationship in the future, she didn’t want to feel too miserable.
“What are you thinking? Are you spacing out again?” Dissatisfied with being forgotten, Xia Erxi asked.
“Nothing, nothing… you’re overthinking it.”
She shook her head forcefully: Xinluo smiled at him. “I’ll help you change this dish!” It was obvious that she was unnatural, and Xia’erxi always felt that she was hiding something from him, but since she didn’t say anything, he couldn’t guess what it was.
“Oh? Young Master Xia, are you dining here too? What a coincidence that we’ve met here.” A somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.
“It’s Uncle Zhao,” Xia’erxi’s thick eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly as he stood up.
“I didn’t expect to see you again so soon,” Zhao Dong laughed heartily, looking like a kind grandfather, though the sharp glint in his eyes couldn’t be ignored. “I really like eating here. The head chef’s skills are truly remarkable!”
“Yes,” Xia’erxi inexplicably disliked this uncle Zhao, who seemed like an old fox.
“We should have a meal together sometime!” Zhao Dong patted his shoulder, with a look of a father-in-law sizing up his son-in-law and growing more satisfied.
“Certainly,” Xia’erxi’s response remained polite and distant.
