Chapter 143
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This happened often; whenever he looked at Wen Xuxu, he would be reminded of Fang Jiayin .
They were clearly as different as day and night but inadvertently, he could always see Jiayin's shadow in her .
It was obviously an illusion, but he had no idea why he felt this way .
"President Yan, please order . "
They sat down facing each other, and Wen Xuxu handed the menu to Yan Rusheng .
Yan Rusheng lowered his head and concentrated on the menu . His thick eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes .
Xuxu looked at him, seeming to have fallen into a trance .
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Thinking back, this would be the first time they had dined out with just the two of them .
When they were in B City, Fang Jiayin would always join them if they met up for meals on weekends . Or there would always be someone else .
In the capital city, they rarely had the chance . Other than social engagements, they wouldn't appear at the same table together .
"Get the waiter to take our order . " Yan Rusheng raised his head .
"Oh, okay," Xuxu responded, coming back to reality . She waved in the direction of the cashier . "Waiter, we would like to order . "
The waiter came over, and Yan Rusheng ordered everything that caught his eye .
He had an excellent memory, and he could remember anything after he'd seen it once . After he read the menu seriously, he closed it and rattled off the seven dishes in one breath .
Seven dishes for the two of them . What an extravagant waste!
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Xuxu thought in her heart . However, the young master was unexpectedly kind enough not to order any dishes with curry . In fact, she liked most of the dishes .
The waiter left the order note on the edge of the table and left .
Wen Xuxu began to disinfect the cutlery and cups .
Her expression was serious every time she performed her duties . She would repeat the process at least three times .
Yan Rusheng supported his chin with both hands as he looked at her . Her round and bright forehead was perspiring, probably due to how far they'd walked earlier on .
He involuntarily pulled out tissues from the box .
"President Yan, do you want some tea?" Xuxu raised her head and asked him softly .
Just like how she'd watched him earlier, his head suddenly jerked back . Yan Rusheng looked slightly guilty, and he used the tissues in his hands to wipe his own forehead .
"Yeah . "
He replied back in his usual nonchalant manner and then stole a glance at Xuxu's forehead, feeling upset with himself .
Oh my god! Earlier on, he had actually felt like wiping away the stupid woman's sweat . He felt like chopping off his hands!
Wen Xuxu poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him . "Be careful, it's a little hot . "
She reminded him gently and removed her slender, fair hands from the cup .
"Wen Xuxu!" Yan Rusheng stared at Wen Xuxu intensely, and his voice gave away how unbelievably surprised he was .
Xuxu's hand quivered at his yell, and she stared at him in confusion . "What's the matter?"
Why was he so flustered? It gave her quite the fright .
"Nothing . " Yan Rusheng shook his head .
She had merely given him a reminder in a tone that was gentler than usual . He was strangely overwhelmed by her tender affection and had almost grabbed her tiny hand .
He wanted to ask if she did the same things when she was with Jiang Zhuoheng—disinfecting the cutlery or cautioning him in a gentle tone .
Yan Rusheng, your illness is getting serious .
. . .
Xuxu enjoyed her lunch eating the dishes she liked . She finished her rice and began eating the rest .
Yan Rusheng saw that her bowl was empty and questioned her, "Aren't you eating anymore?"