Talking about the past, Chen Nanyan's eyes flashed with indelible sadness.

Even, the mind was infected with a touch of hatred towards himself.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had full confidence in himself, he wouldn't have rescued Uncle Feng, and he wouldn't have been injured by the bomb.

No coma for three months!
Qinqin will not be forced to abort her child.

Maybe, at this time, the prosperous wedding between them has already been held, and he will accompany Qinqin every day to wait for her delivery.

It doesn't matter whether the job is good or not. When he was young, he did too many evils and his hands were stained with blood. When the retribution really came, he didn't even have the right to cry.

Therefore, it doesn't matter what other people think about him or what they want from him, as long as Liu Qin is not involved.

As long as it has nothing to do with Liu Qin.

He can bear it.

He took Liu Qin upstairs, and within a few minutes, the butler brought up all the things Liu Qin needed.

Chen Nanyan leaned on the single sofa in the bedroom, his gaze was gloomy.

The corners of her mouth were turned up, her lips were light in color, with a bit of softness, Liu Qin reached out and grabbed a pillow, hugged it in her arms, and lightly admired the prosperous beauty of the man sitting on the sofa, with a shallow voice:

"Nanyan, let me cook something for you tonight, okay?"

Chen Nanyan raised her eyelids, she smiled softly, but the movements of his fingertips stiffened for a moment.

"Why do you suddenly want to cook something? Does the kitchen smell bad?"

"no!"

Chen Nanyan pursed his lips. Ever since Liu Qin came back, he had become a little trembling, afraid of finding something strange in Liu Qin's body, afraid that she would have the intention of leaving him.

I'm afraid that every move she makes is to pave the way for her departure.

He hesitated for a moment, put away the book he just opened in his hand, and said in a low voice:
"If the food in the kitchen is not good, I will cook tonight. You are not feeling well yet, so take a good rest."

Liu Qin's eyes dimmed.

She tugged at her lips, but didn't force it.

There was no response either.

Chen Nanyan cooked dinner, but Liu Qin didn't eat in the room, she sat in the dining room.

The servants in the Champs by the Waterfront were all flustered. Those who brought tea to Liu Qin and those who washed the fruit washed the fruit. She was usually in the bedroom, and there was no sound at all in the room.

After she really came out, without Chen Yu's interference, she really felt how depressing this family really is.

She licked the corner of her mouth and said in a low voice, "You don't have to surround me, go get busy!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Qin stood up and went into the kitchen. Chen Nanyan was cooking with his back facing her. His back, tall and majestic, strong and steady, seemed to give her a sense of security.

Liu Qin pursed his lips, and looked at Chen Nanyan with low eyes.

"Nan Yan."

Chen Nanyan felt something, turned his head, saw Liu Qin, and said in a low voice: "There is a lot of oily smoke here, you go out first."

"The food will be ready soon, let's have dinner together later!"

In the past, he always flattered that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, but now, it seems that since he met Liu Qin, all his principles have become non-principles!
"Nan Yan, I want to make you a dish."

"I do not go."

Chen Nanyan's body froze.

Liu Qin seemed to have always known how humble this man was in love.

She always seemed to be able to see what he was thinking and fearing in his heart at a glance.

"Qinqin, I..."

Liu Qin took a step forward, she frowned, and said in a low voice, "The chefs you invited are all Michelin-starred chefs. I want to eat some home-cooked dishes. You should go out first!"

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