However, this person seemed completely oblivious. After carrying her in from the doorway and with Ying Hao sensibly closing the door from outside, he simply carried her upstairs to the floor they lived on.
"You must be hungry. Let me heat up the food for you."
After carrying her to that floor, he placed her on the sofa and then headed to the kitchen.
Ye Ning sat there, feeling a bit strange. She had just returned, yet he already had her meal prepared? He wasn't going to cook; he was going to warm it up.
Sitting there, after just about ten minutes, he brought out a table full of steaming dishes, including her favorite sweet and sour fish, rib soup she loved, and salt-baked chicken feet she enjoyed gnawing on. She had no idea when he made all of this!
Ye Ning walked over, and seeing all of it, her eyes turned sour, and tears fell once more. "Husband..."
