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The woman changed into a pair of house shoes and walked in while looking for the fragrance.

In the kitchen, her family's justice, wearing her blue apron and holding a kitchen knife, was bent over, cutting something in front of the cutting board.

His tall body was surrounded by a warm yellow light. The kitchen knife made a small noise on the cutting board. The soup simmering slowly beside him was showing signs of rolling over, letting out a gurgling sound.

Seeing that, Fan Xing's heart suddenly turned soft.

She had always felt that, in her previous life, she had done a lot of good things.

He was such a fine man.

After Wen Yiyan finished slicing the spring onion, he placed it on a small bone dish with a blue and white porcelain design and started to clean the items on the table.

As Fan Xing walked into the kitchen, he said sullenly, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

He took care of the rest of the rubbish and washed his hands. Then, he turned around and looked at her. "No need, everything is ready. Wash your hands and prepare to eat."

Nodding obediently, Fan Xing walked to the side and washed his hands.

There were three dishes and a soup, braised pork hooves, boiled beef, shredded cabbage and spicy soup.

They were all her favorite dishes, but he rarely ate them.

His taste had always been light, so he rarely cooked these dishes that tasted heavy. Unless she was hungry and shamelessly grinded for him, he would condescend to cook.

However, the number of times it could be counted on one's fingers could be counted on a single hand.

Fan Xing lowered his eyes for a moment, then ran into the kitchen and retrieved a bowl from the disinfection cabinet, poured half a bowl of water from the kettle, then returned to the dining table and sat down.

Wen Yiyan swept a glance across but did not say a word.

The woman used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of pig's hoof, put it into the half bowl of water and washed it a few times before putting it into Wen Yiyan's bowl.

The man calmly pursed his lips, a light quickly flashing through his dark eyes.

Fan Xing ate very quickly. After all, they were all dishes that she loved the most. When she was full of them, she would occasionally help Wen Yiyan cook two pieces of meat, and then continue eating.

After the meal, the woman could not hold in her mouth any longer and forced herself to eat until she had a small belly.

In the end, he could not bear to eat anymore. He had to force himself to stop and put down his chopsticks to endure the pain.

Seeing that she had eaten enough, Wen Yiyan got up and prepared to clean up the mess.

Fan Xing rubbed his small belly and said anxiously: "Let me do it, I'm eating too much, I need to make a move and digest it."

Then he collected the dishes and leftovers and ran into the kitchen.

Not long later, the sound of flowing water could be heard from the kitchen.

Fan Xing washed all the bowls and plates clean and placed them into the disinfection cabinet.

The leftovers were wrapped in plastic wrap and placed in the fridge. They would be ready to eat when he took them out and stir-fried them tomorrow.

She gathered everything up, washed her hands, dried them with a towel, and went out.

Seeing that she had come out, Wen Yiyan stood up with his phone and said to her: "Let's go watch the movie, I've just booked a ticket."

Fan Xing looked at the ticket information on his phone. It was a recent movie.

It was the movie that she had shouted for him to accompany her to see even before it was released, in the middle of the promotional period.

Actually, she wasn't in the mood to go to the movies today.

Because of the matter with Wei Wenyu, she planned to study the case of the patient at home and let the patient recover as soon as possible.

This way, he would be able to return the little girl to her normal warm home.

She really wanted to let the little girl continue to grow up in a family without any worries.

However, when he thought of the past few days, he felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was somewhat gloomy.

Fan Xing thought that he had to properly adjust the relationship between them.

Furthermore, since he had bought all of these tickets, it would be a waste if he did not take them.

More importantly, Wen Yiyan almost never watched movies.

Every time she asked him to go, he would always reject her with a few words. In short, he would refuse her eight times out of ten times.

It was rare for him to bring it up on his own, which meant that he was using his mind to maintain the marriage.

This was a good phenomenon, and it was certainly worth encouraging.

Thinking about that, Fan Xing giggled and pulled the man's arm, "Alright."

The car floated under the night sky, shimmering with neon lights, drawing one hazy beautiful scenery after another in the city.

The night wind climbed in through the window and blew on Fan Xing's face, giving him an indescribably refreshing feeling.

She tilted her head, her clear eyes focused on the meticulous man beside her.

His eyes were focused on what was ahead of him. His hands were white and slender on the steering wheel. They moved back and forth around the disc in a skilled manner.

Fan Xing couldn't help but snicker in his heart. Her family's man looked really handsome when he drove a car.

Suddenly, an ear-piercing sound of friction rang out, accompanied by the huge inertia from the emergency brake. The two of them quickly leaned forward, were pulled back by the safety belt, and were thrown back into their seats.

The car stopped.

The sudden fright caused Fan Xing to suck in a breath of cold air.

She looked out of the window at the circle of people surrounding the zebra crossing. "What's going on?"

Wen Yiyan squinted his eyes, he stopped the car in one hand and undid his seat belt in the other, then said to her: "I will go down and take a look."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked out, closing the door behind him. Then, he walked into the crowd.

Fan Xing came back to reality and quickly unfastened his seat belt, then followed them.

At the center of the crowd was a black coloured sedan. In front of him lay a unconscious person covered in blood. It was unknown just what kind of wound he had suffered.

Her family's Old Harmony squatted on the ground and carefully checked the injuries on that person's body.

While comforting and pressing on the wounded person's chest and doing some recovery movements, he said to Fan Xing, "Go to the back of the carriage and get the first aid kit."

Fan Xing quickly responded and ran back to the carriage.

She opened the trunk of the car and took the first aid kit. Then, she ran back into the crowd and handed the first aid kit to Wen Yiyan.

Someone had already called the police and called an ambulance.

The people around them were discussing the cause of the accident.

The crowd A suppressed their voices and said, "Just now, there was a red light. I don't know what happened to this person. He rushed out in a hurry and was hit by the black car."

"Of course, it's fortunate that the car wasn't very fast, or else it would have been in danger."

Fan Xing roughly heard it. This person had rushed into a red light due to some emergency, and was struck by a black car that did not have enough time to stop him.

She frowned and sighed to herself.

She did not understand. What could be more important than her own life?

To neglect one's personal safety in such a way would not only harm oneself, but also implicate others.

Her gaze returned back to her man, at the moment, Wen Yiyan was doing basic emergency treatment for the injured.

Let the bleeding wound stop bleeding, and straighten the dislocated arm, so that it is in the right position to avoid secondary damage.

Then, he examined it from beginning to end until he confirmed that there were no other hidden wounds. Only then did Wen Yiyan faintly heave a sigh of relief.