But, how long can he keep it a secret?

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It wasn’t until past 8 p.m. that Ruan Tianling dared to go back.

Jian Yufei had been waiting for him all along.

Seeing him walk into the living room, she stepped forward with a smile and asked, "How’s it going? When is that person going to help rescue my mom?"

Ruan Tianling pulled out a smile, "Things are still being negotiated."

"Well, bringing someone out of the castle is quite difficult. But now there’s hope, which is better than having no hope at all."

Jian Yufei’s eyes were filled with anticipation, and Ruan Tianling didn’t dare meet her gaze.

"So when exactly will they take action?" Jian Yufei asked again.

"Have you eaten?" Ruan Tianling changed the subject.

"I have. You haven’t eaten yet?"

"Yeah, I’ve been hungry all afternoon, almost faint from hunger now."

Jian Yufei glared at him, "Why don’t you eat on time?!"

"I’ve been discussing the matters, and I forgot."

Jian Yufei’s expression softened immediately, "What do you want to eat? I’ll have someone cook for you."

Ruan Tianling sat down on the sofa, pulling at his tie.

"I want to eat the food you make; not too much, just a few dishes."

Isn’t that considered a lot...

Jian Yufei rolled up her sleeves, "Alright, I’ll make it for you, wait a bit."

She didn’t start cooking immediately.

Instead, she made a cup of milk and arranged some snacks for him, letting him have something to fill his stomach first.

...

Jian Yufei was cooking in the kitchen.

Ruan Tianling sat on the sofa, his expression gloomy and irritable.

Her mother had passed away; if Jian Yufei knew, she’d surely be saddened for years.

It’s really disturbing—

How exactly should he act to minimize her pain?

Thinking of her sadness also brought sorrow to his own heart.

"More or less chili in the Mapo tofu?"

Jian Yufei’s voice came from the kitchen.

Ruan Tianling didn’t hear it.

Jian Yufei tilted her head, looking toward the living room, "Ruan Tianling, I’m talking to you."

"...A little less."

He’s quite heated right now, can’t eat too much chili.

The sound of cooking in the kitchen faintly reached his ears—

Ruan Tianling stood up and walked toward the kitchen.

Jian Yufei was cooking and felt a warm source behind her.

Her waist was being held, her back pressed against a strong chest.

"Go and sit down to wait, don’t bother me," Jian Yufei moved a bit without turning her head.

Ruan Tianling held her even tighter, burying his face in her neck, his feelings a bit off.

"What’s wrong?" Jian Yufei glanced at him from the side.

"Realized I have a good wife, feels great," the man murmured.

Jian Yufei chuckled, "Why so cheesy and sentimental?"

"Yufei... Who’s the most important person in your heart?" Ruan Tianling suddenly asked.

Here we go again, isn’t this kind of question usually asked by women?

Why does he like to ask it?

"Not telling you!"

"Is it me, Ansel, Junqi, your father, or your mother, who ranks first?"

"Immature!" Jian Yufei poured some soy sauce into the pot, added water, and then covered the lid to stew.

"Am I ranked first?" Ruan Tianling shamelessly asked.

Jian Yufei turned and pushed him away slightly, "NO, you’re last! Stop hanging around here, go wait outside."

"You’re annoyed with me?" Ruan Tianling asked, feigning grievance.

"Who dares to be annoyed with you, hurry up and go, have you finished your milk and snacks?"

"I don’t like them."

"Even if you don’t like them, you should eat them, go on!"

Jian Yufei turned, and he leaned in again.

"If you don’t tell me who’s first, I’m not leaving."