87 REUNION PART 11 (1/2)

”How do you know I met someone?” Xue Lin looked at him.

Ge Chen replied truthfully, ”Because I didn't think of you as the type of person who would go shopping.”

”Oh, yeah, you are right. I don't. You are observant. I like it.” Xue Lin praised him before going back to the main topic, ”Well, I did tell her it wasn't needed, but she forced me.”

”When is the reunion?” He asked casually. He didn't want to look like he was trying to pry but he was.

She answered, ”On coming Saturday.”

Ge Chen noticed her calmness and asked, ”You don't look very excited.”

”Because I'm not. I'm nervous though. I left without telling anyone anything. I'm not sure how to act in front of them. They are going to ask me a lot of questions which… I don't want to answer.” 'And I don't want to remember.' Xue Lin clenched her fists subconsciously.

”You can skip it if you want to.” Ge Chen suggested.

”…Yes… I know…” Xue Lin sighed. She changed the subject saying, ”Where did you learn how to cook?”

Ge Chen didn't pursue the matter any further. He replied, ”When I was in the Mu Mansion, I asked the cook to teach me how to cook. I was alone and I thought it would be better to learn how to cook.”

Xue Lin wasn't surprised to hear this. She was somewhat expecting this. She said, ”But your cooking doesn't resemble his.”

Ge Chen looked at her in astonishment. ”You can differentiate by tasting!”

”Aren't your wife amazing?” Xue Lin's eyes glowed. She was definitely asking for some compliments.

”You are brilliant.” Ge Chen chuckled. Sometimes, his wife was very childish and innocent despite her poker face and venomous mouth.

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On Saturday, Xue Lin wore the baby blue gown and looked at herself through the mirror. She thought about the saleswoman who tied her hair into a bun. ”Alas! I can't do that hairstyle.” She walked out of the closet and slammed hard with Ge Chen. Ge Chen was holding an ink pot. It fell from his hand and the ink spread on her beautiful dress.

Xue Lin didn't fall. She quickly grabbed the wooden beam of the door and balanced herself. She looked pro at this.

However, Ge Chen still hugged her waist quickly so that she wouldn't fall. He didn't think that she could balance herself. She was quick-witted at that. His other hand holding the ink pot and his hand were covered with black ink.