Chapter 15：Doting

After they decided to see each other tomorrow, Su Feng removed the tray of pastries from the oven and wrapped them together. Song Jun strode down the stairs with an annoyed Jinyi.

At the same time, Qian Meigui had walked in from her day of errands. Song Ren knew that she went to visit the old book store, but she wondered where her sister went for the rest of the day.

"Ah, perfect," Song Jun said, "Xiao Mei, we're all going to watch a movie."

"All right," responded Qian Meigui.

"Su Feng and Ren, join us."

Su Feng agreed immediately, but Song Ren hesitated. Even though it was a long day, she never missed an opportunity to spend time with family.

The twins sat on the floor in front of the television to get a better view. Qian Meigui sat on one end of the sofa directed to the t.v while Song Ren sat next to her and Su Feng joined them on the other end. Together they watched a dystopian film as Song Jun was always a fan of science-fiction type movies about futures that could happen.

Halfway throughout the movie, Song Ren felt sleepy, as she worked all day and keeping her eyes opened required effort. Slowly, her head felt heavy, and she drifted into a slumber.

She made an excellent first impression when they met, but she always acted cold, aloof, and arrogant around him, which is why he conjured ways to torment her.

Now, she lowered her guard, which is a rare sight to witness. He shared the same values as her; their marriage would solely be a transaction. In some ways, he admired her for it. He knew that he wanted a woman that cared about the business as much as him, but now something felt different. He felt like doting on her.

When the movie was over, Song Jinyi and Song Jun went to bed immediately. Qian Meigui rose and said, "Can you take Song Ren to bed?"

"What?" Su Feng questioned, puzzled.

"Well, I can't carry her. She's heavy."

"I don't even know where her room is," he responded.

" It's the second floor, down the hall, last room on the right."

Su, Feng nodded. Qian Meigui smiled, and they bid goodnight.

Su Feng was afraid of waking Ren, so he kept still even after the television turned off, even after the hall lights dimmed and the only thing that emitted light were the rays of the moon from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He glanced at her once more and at the moment, she shifted. Su Feng thought she woke up but instead, she buried herself in his arm. Therefore he lifted it to give her more space. But she ended up nudging him into a half-embrace.

Su Feng held her and breathed in her scent. Her body smelled very sweet, like oranges and roses, and her hair smelled like apples. He could not help but wondered if their married life was going to contain more moments like this. But he shut out the thought, afraid of his pale feelings shifting.

Su Feng shifted and rose from their position. He picked her up gently and carried her in his arms. He walked up to the stairs, down the hall, and found her room.

The walls of her room filled with textbooks about biology, forensics, anatomy and medicine, it showed how hard she studied. Her walls also had pictures of her teenage years.

He approached her queen-sized bed and laid her down gently. He realized that she was still wearing her business clothing, but he could not do anything about it. So he covered her with a blanket when she curled up comfortably. He noticed the satisfied expression, and he loosed a silent breath in relief.

Su Feng wanted to return to his room, but something rooted him to the ground. He glanced at her once more, and her long black hair framed her beautifully.

When they both graduated, they rarely had opportunities to see each other. Occasionally they did, but when he heard that Song Ren was the heiress of Song Pharmaceuticals, he knew his father would propose them to marry.

If Song Sheng were the successor, both companies would remain rivals; then Song Ren would never belong to him. He gritted his teeth in frustration at the thought, but he gazed at the girl in front of him and calmed down.

Su Feng never understood the concept of love or being devoted to one person. But when he gazed at the girl in front of him, he felt unsettled.

Su Feng wondered why she stirred so much excitement whenever he saw or encountered her. He liked it when she spoke back to him; he liked it when she made those faces of annoyance at him. And yet, why did it feel as if he was bewitched?

He realized now that he was in love with her.