A burning sll ca from the kitchen, and Ye Zheng imdiately went over, only to see the girl holding her phone in one hand and a spatula in the other, staring blankly—
The stuff in the pan was obviously burnt. He walked over and turned off the heat, placing the pan in the sink, "Whose call made you so absent-minded?"
"...Ah! What?" Yuan Yung finally snapped back to reality, looking ahead, then at the sink, "Sorry! It’s already inedible, and there’s nothing in the fridge. Let order takeout! What do you want to eat? Chinese or Western?"
Ye Zheng held her hand, his clear eyes showing a slight change, "ng ng, you still haven’t answered , whose call was it earlier?"
"Uh, it was the director from my old orphanage. Ever since I got adopted, we haven’t kept in touch... She said there’s an event this weekend at the orphanage and wants to attend. Do you think I should go?"
She really wanted to go, to see the director and to reunite with old friends, but she feared running into Huo Junting—
Once she runs into him, everything becos clear.
For so reason, she didn’t want him to know she used to be the chubby kid.
She was actually a bit scared for him to find out—
Ye Zheng smiled lightly, "Do you want to go?"
"Of course I want to, but..." Yuan Yung hesitated.
"But you’re afraid to see Huo Junting."
Ye Zheng directly gave the answer, an answer that stunned Yuan Yung.
Her eyes widened, "You, how do you know?"
Ye Zheng smiled warmly, placing his hand on her shoulder, "If you’re really afraid, I can go with you, okay?"
"...You’re not busy? Are you free to go with ? Did you finish recording the last drama? Doesn’t the matter over in Yu City need handling?"
Yuan Yung rambled on, listing a bunch of reasons he might be unable to join her, why was she growing more anxious?
It felt like she was taking him to et her parents.
Ye Zheng gently brushed her long hair, "Those things aren’t significant compared to you. Alright, it’s decided, I’ll accompany you this weekend."
"Alright—"
Yuan Yung’s small heart was deeply touched; this man was just too gentle, too gentle.
So gentle that she couldn’t refuse.
...
As the weekend arrived, since she was going to et so old friends, Yuan Yung specially dressed up.
She couldn’t wear little dresses or gowns even if she forced herself into them, they didn’t fit her look at all, so she opted for a casual style.
Hong Kong had just entered autumn not long ago. She chose a long black coat, paired it with jeans in the sa color, and a pair of black shoes.
The entire look was black, but it was slimming! So that’s how she dressed.
As soon as she stepped out, soone nudged her back, and she looked puzzled, "What’s wrong?"
Ye Zheng didn’t say a word, just opened her wardrobe and noticed that most of the clothes inside were dark-colored. His eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Even though whatever you wear looks cute, today’s a bit special, all-black isn’t quite right."
He suddenly pulled out a crescent-colored long knit sweater, its sleeves flowering out, appearing very soft, very gentle, very beautiful.
Yuan Yung rembered the sweater, she bought it while shopping with Song Song, but never wore it, simply felt it looked bulky on her—
Couldn’t pull it off, such clothes only look stunningly beautiful on skinny people.
The man smiled lightly, "Wear this one."
"I won’t!!!!"
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