Back at ho, Sun Xiaorui went into the kitchen to make a hangover soup for Chen Feng.
After Chen Feng had finished drinking the soup comfortably, she took the initiative to massage his shoulders and pound his back, truly serving him like a great lord.
While Chen Feng enjoyed the attention, he still wasn’t quite used to it and said with a smile, "I’m a bit uncomfortable with you suddenly acting like this. You don’t really see as so feudal lord, do you?"
Sun Xiaorui also laughed, "If you want to be one, I’ll indulge you."
"Let’s forget about that," Chen Feng replied as he stretched out his arm to pull her close. "I just want to be myself, and you shouldn’t do anything to please that you’re not willing to do."
Sun Xiaorui shook her head, "I’m willing."
"Really?" Chen Feng looked down at her intently.
"Of course," Sun Xiaorui, feeling unsettled by Chen Feng’s direct gaze, blushed slightly and averted her eyes.
Chen Feng let go of her and said solemnly, "Our relationship now is that of partners. You are not beneath . We are equals. So, don’t belittle yourself. I like the real you, not a pretentious version. If you ever feel unhappy by my side, you are free to leave at any ti."
Chen Feng spoke with sincere earnestness.
But Sun Xiaorui wasn’t particularly appreciative and said sowhat displeased, "Why wouldn’t I be happy serving a good boss like you, with such a high salary? I’d be foolish to leave. Unless you got tired of and wanted to find soone else."
Chen Feng chuckled, "I have no such thoughts for now. However, giving you a sense of mild crisis is necessary. Otherwise, you might think you have a secure job and beco complacent, which wouldn’t be good for your work attitude."
"You’re so annoying."
Sun Xiaorui rarely acted coquettishly in front of Chen Feng, but it was very natural and unpretentious, which pleased him and made his heart flutter, prompting him to pull her close once again.
Another leisurely afternoon spent sleeping.
By the ti the two ca down from upstairs, it was already past seven in the evening.
After asking Chen Feng, Sun Xiaorui went to the kitchen to make millet porridge.
They had eaten quite a bit at the restaurant for lunch, so they opted for a light dinner to nourish their stomachs.
While waiting for the porridge to cook, they sat in the living room watching TV, chatting, and snacking.
Their cozy little life could only be described as the envy of others.
Chen Feng never expected that one day he would live this kind of semi-reclusive, leisurely life in a little villa with a woman like Sun Xiaorui.
It could only be seen as a final act of care from the heavens for him.
As he faced a terminal illness and impending death, he was granted wealth and romantic fortune as compensation.
But he really couldn’t feel grateful to the heavens.
No one wants to wait for death at his age, powerless to change his fate.
So, he couldn’t thank the heavens for this stroke of good luck.
If the heavens were to give him back his health, even without this good fortune, Chen Feng would be grateful.
Life in the little villa was still satisfying for Chen Feng. The two of them enjoyed the millet porridge together and discussed their travel plans for the following day.
For their first destination, they decided on the furthest place within the country, Beiji Village. After that, they would slowly make their way from far to near, from north to south, visiting each scenic spot one by one.
This was the plan the two of them had discussed over the past few days. Sun Xiaorui was in charge of the detailed itinerary, while Chen Feng was responsible for reviewing it. Once he approved, the travel plan was officially set in motion.
Sun Xiaorui looked at her hand-drawn travel plan with an excited and even passionate expression, but still asked with so worry, "If we’re going to visit all these tourist attractions, it might take two or three months. I’m fine right now, but are you also fine? Are you really not planning to work?"
Chen Feng laughed, "Don’t worry. I’ve got quite a bit of savings, enough for us to live freely for a few years."
Sun Xiaorui subconsciously asked, "And after those years?"
"Will you still be with after those years?" Chen Feng looked at her with a playful gaze.
Sun Xiaorui was first taken aback, then felt sowhat embarrassed. She was already twenty-six this year, and in a few years, she would be over thirty, making it harder to marry well.
Besides, even if she didn’t marry, Chen Feng couldn’t stay single without marrying and having children forever, right?
Just now, she had almost instinctively put herself in the role of Chen Feng’s girlfriend, or even as a wife.
The two had been in each other’s company all day long for the past few days, and although it had been a short ti, what was rare was that they got along very harmoniously and happily.
Sotis, they both unconsciously slipped into the roles of husband and wife.
It seed that so married couples might not match as well and get along as harmoniously as they did.
However, both knew that a large part of this harmony and compatibility was based on Chen Feng’s strong material foundation.
To put it more plainly, it was based on the fifty thousand yuan salary Chen Feng gave her every month, as well as the additional tens of thousands spent elsewhere.
If Chen Feng didn’t have money and only made a few thousand each month, could the two still be so affectionate?
Almost impossible!
This was a very realistic issue.
Therefore, although Chen Feng liked her, he couldn’t yet say that he loved her or had very deep feelings for her.
At most, their relationship was more than friends but less than lovers.
As for whether she was a mistress, Chen Feng didn’t see her that way either.
Because seeing her as a mistress seed sowhat disrespectful. Besides, both were unmarried, and before they fell for each other, they were both single. The description of mistress or lover seed quite inappropriate.
At this point, after her awkwardness, Sun Xiaorui quickly adjusted her mindset and half-jokingly asked, "What if I plan to follow you forever? Will there be a chance for to beco official?"
Chen Feng also replied half-jokingly, "What, have you fallen for already? I rember telling you last ti, I am , money is money, don’t get them mixed up."
Sun Xiaorui retorted with annoyance, "It’s your money that I’ve fallen for. You’re rich, and falling for you ans falling for money."
Chen Feng shook his head, "You still can’t distinguish between the two, so wait until you can make the differentiation, then ask again."
Sun Xiaorui suddenly beca serious, "I’m serious. I’ve been very happy these days with you, and I know it’s partly because you have money, which spares the struggle of running around for a living, earning money with difficulty. But more importantly, I think you’re a good person, with a nice personality, handso, and you speak well. You see, is there a possibility for to beco official in the future?"
Sun Xiaorui truly had a bold and candid nature.
Of course, with their current relationship, where they shared the sa bed, neither of them felt too awkward being honest with each other.
So, Chen Feng gave her a serious reply, "I can only say it’s not possible now. I’ve just been divorced, and I won’t consider marriage again before I’m 32. As for the future, I don’t know right now."
What future did he have? If he could make it through this year and live past thirty, he would be grateful.
But he didn’t want to be frank with her about his incurable disease because he couldn’t stand the sympathetic and pitying looks from others.
At the sa ti, it was a white lie.
At least before he died, he could make Sun Xiaorui happy.
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