C61 (2/2)

The woman crying in the apartment, he swore, would never let her drop a tear until he'd figured it all out.

When he got home, he had changed into a new white shirt. Abby was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and when he heard the voice of the servant greeting him, he quickly got up and threw his arms around his waist.

”Hubby, you're back so soon?” Aunt, she … Are you alright? ”

”I'm fine. Of course I have to come back early. I'm here for your appointment.”

He reached out and patted her shoulder.

The dining room was already filled with sumptuous French dinners. Lafite had already been awake for 82 years in the decanter. The chef placed the last dish on the table, and all the servants left.

Looking at the food on the dining table, Xi Qianzi's lips curled up. He then said to Abby gently, ”I'll change my clothes and have a candlelight dinner with you later. It'll be more interesting.”

The last two words rose, thick and mellow, and fell on Abby's ears like a spring breeze that rippled her heart.

She nodded shyly and watched him go upstairs.

He went back to his bedroom and changed into his clothes. He took out a medicine bottle from the corner of the drawer under the bed and poured a capsule into his hand before going downstairs.

It was getting dark, but the lights in the living room were not on. There was only a romantic lavender light in the dining room, and the atmosphere was particularly romantic.

At some point, Abby had changed into a sexy silk dress with a sling on it, making her figure look even more perfect, with a protruding front and back, her skin white and creamy, making one's imagination run wild.

Of course, this did not include Xi JianZhe.

He held Abby as he approached and, by hugging her and kissing her hair, broke the capsule in his hand and sprinkled it on Abby's food.

”Hubby, we haven't had any for a long time … ”Tonight …”

Abby shyly lowered her head and rubbed her body against his chest, a very obvious hint.

”Eat first. Only after you've eaten your fill will you have strength. Be good.”

Xi Yuzhan pursed his lips and looked down at Abby, who had lowered his head. His eyes were cold and distant.