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  “Nothing.” Xuxu shook her head lightly and then nodded. “I understand.”


  She released her grip and withdrew her hand slowly.

  Knocking sounds could be heard coming from behind. Yan Rusheng turned around and took a glance at the door which was left ajar. As instructed, the servant brought some food up.

  When the servant walked over, Yan Rusheng extended his hand and said, “Give it to me.”


  With both hands, the servant presented the bowl to Yan Rusheng with a humble nod. “Third Young Master, I’ll take my leave.”


  The servant left the room and closed the door lightly.

  Yan Rusheng looked at the bowl of porridge. It was a bowl of bird’s nest porridge that he’d instructed them to prepare earlier.

  He stirred it lightly, scooped out a spoonful and brought it towards Xuxu. “Open your mouth.”


  His tone was still as cold as before.

  Xuxu was startled and looked at Yan Rusheng without moving her mouth.

  “Can’t get used to me feeding you?” Yan Rusheng raised his eyebrows. His words were filled with a tinge of ridicule. “Or do you prefer to be fed by Jiang Zhuoheng?”


  Xuxu shook her head and hurriedly wiped away her tears. She stretched out her hands to take over the bowl. “I’ll help myself.”


  Perhaps Grandmother’s sudden demise had numbed her grief-stricken heart, but she actually showed no traces of sadness or emotion towards Yan Rusheng’s mocking ridicule.

  Yan Rusheng didn’t make things difficult for her and passed the bowl to her.

  The temperature of the porridge was just right. Xuxu lowered her head and ate, one sip after another.

  At the thought of having children, her hand trembled briefly and her thick eyelashes fluttered slightly like a pair of butterfly wings. She kept the mouthful of porridge in her mouth before letting it slowly slide down her throat.

  “I’ve already discussed the wedding details with your grandfather. We’ll hold a post-wedding ceremony one year from now.”


  After a period of silence, Yan Rusheng suddenly opened his mouth to talk again.

  He stood up as he spoke. Out of habit, he stuffed both hands into his pockets, indicating that he was about to leave.

  Xuxu paused. With lips pursed, she answered lightly with an “Mm.”


  Her obedience and submissiveness left Yan Rusheng even more annoyed. He suppressed his anger and turned around to go.

  When there wasn’t any trace of desire, there wouldn’t be a need to pursue. This goes to show that she didn’t have the slightest trace of feeling for him.

  This piece of news occupied the headlines of every major newspaper for almost a month before eventually dying down.

  However, this pair of lovers—who in the eyes of the public, had finally gotten married—had been sleeping apart for a month.

  For one whole month, Yan Rusheng had been sleeping in the guest room while Xuxu slept in Yan Rusheng’s bedroom.

  After Wang Daqin’s funeral, the rest of the Yan family members who were men of position, all left one after another.

  Mu Li stayed on for the longest period of time and had just departed on Monday as she had pressing matters to attend to at the university that she was teaching.

  The huge dining table was now left with only the two of them. Yan Rusheng had hired a nutritionist who would prepare a variety of delicious and nutritious dishes for Xuxu.

  They sat down facing each other, appearing to be strangers and not making any eye contact.

  Aunt Zhang stood by the side and looked at them. Her thoughts subconsciously traveled back to Wang Daqi. She gave a sniffle, and her eyes turned red.

  She rubbed her eyes and sighed. If only Old Madam were still around, this dining room would be filled with life and laughter.

  These two children would definitely be bickering and refusing to submit to each other.

  After Yan Rusheng finished his meal, he dropped his chopsticks, wiped his mouth and stood up to leave.

  Xuxu saw that he was about to step away and mustered her courage to speak, “Come back to your room to sleep tonight. I’ll sleep in my usual room.”