This little lady actually made soup for ? Luo Chao looked at Ning Wanxi's thermos bowl, feeling inexplicably astonished, staring blankly at his own wife who was showing a rare kind heart.
Ning Wanxi couldn't help but roll her eyes at his dumbfounded expression, her pretty face slightly flushed: "Are you looking at like that because you think I shouldn't have co?"
"Uh!" Luo Chao was taken aback, then awkwardly smiled and said, "Not at all, I'm just pleasantly surprised!"
Ning Wanxi gave him a hard look and then turned to Zhang Yufei: "Director Zhang, if you have sothing to do, go ahead. I'll take care of Luo Chao tonight."
Zhang Yufei nodded: "Then I'll be off," casting another glance at Luo Chao: "Get so rest, I'll check on you tomorrow."
"Be careful on your way," Luo Chao understood why Zhang Yufei had called Ning Wanxi over; due to the major incident today, she was the key witness and needed to report everything to the public security bureau.
After Zhang Yufei left, Ning Wanxi sat beside him, examining his injuries. His hands and feet were wrapped in bandages, seemingly all gunshot wounds. She was surprised, wondering how all his limbs got hurt.
Luo Chao looked at her surprised expression and chuckled: "Don't worry, Ning, my fifth limb is unhard!"
"Peh!" Ning Wanxi spat, angrily retorting: "Even in this state, you still joke around. Can you settle down a bit? This is your third ti being hospitalized."
"Ning, are you concerned about ?" Luo Chao laughed heartily: "Well, you should be, I'm your husband after all. Who else would you care about if not ?"
"Caring my foot!" Ning Wanxi's cheeks flushed red, too lazy to deal with him. His oily flattery was unbearable. Then she opened the thermos bowl, and a rich aroma wafted through the air. However, Luo Chao wasn't very interested in eating; having just woken from a nightmare, he had no appetite despite not having eaten dinner.
"Ning, just leave it. I don't want to eat," Luo Chao shook his head and said.
Ning Wanxi was briefly stunned, her pretty face turning frosty: "I made this soup especially for you. Drink it whether you like it or not!"
Facing Ning's stern expression, exhibiting the style of a domineering boss, Luo Chao smiled wryly: "Dear wife, I really don't have any appetite; why don't you have it?"
"I want to bite you to death," Ning Wanxi gritted her teeth audibly.
Luo Chao smiled lightly and said, "Darling, in ancient tis, murdering one's husband would result in drowning in such a way. While not as harsh these days, it's still a serious cri."
Ning Wanxi truly admired his clever tongue, but recalling the last ti he was severely injured saving her, her heart softened, and she bit her lip: "You're injured and have lost a lot of blood; you need the soup to nourish your body. How about you drink it?"
"Or you could sing a song for ," Luo Chao chuckled.
Ning Wanxi was infuriated, her face stern: "Luo Chao, I'm doing this for your own good, don't push it!" She was already pleading for him to drink it, and now he was asking her to sing—really pushing it!
"Forget it then," Luo Chao waved his hand: "Only in a good mood do you feel like eating, without an appetite, how can you drink soup?"
Ning Wanxi's heart was in a tussle, her pretty face blushing; after a while, she slowly opened her lips: "Alright, I'll sing for you, but if you don't drink the soup, I won't let you off!"
Luo Chao was dumbfounded; he was only joking with Ning, yet she was really going to sing? Luo Chao wondered if Ning Wanxi was having a fever, being so unusually nice to him all of a sudden?
But how could Luo Chao have known that when Ning Wanxi saw him lying in bed, it reminded her of the scene when Luo Chao risked his life to save her, filling her heart with tenderness—
"The wind blows down the last leaf, my heart drifts with snow, love can only pile in mories, oh~ for the next season. Suddenly, buds appear on branches, how co I don't feel it, oh~ the whole street is filled with lovers, I walk alone in the warm night wind, longing to say goodbye to the past, as seasons endlessly change, oh~ still lacking a bit of determination in this lonely season—"
The gentle tune, beautiful lody, sweet voice, and celestial singing resounded by Luo Chao's ears, while Ning Wanxi lowered her head slightly, her face blushing like fire. She was already a beauty with bright eyes and white teeth, and now under shyness, singing a lyrical song like a beautiful angel, the radiance shone upon Luo Chao, wrapping him in unprecedented warmth and peace.
Ning Wanxi almost never sings, let alone in front of Luo Chao; her heart trembled slightly with a trace of nervousness and shyness—
This silly woman! Luo Chao's heart was in turmoil, watching her shoulders tremble slightly. It was probably her first ti singing in front of soone, especially in front of a man, just like a blank sheet of paper!
Ning Wanxi, usually cold and distant, always turning people away with her icy deanor, and sotis behaving heartlessly. Yet when she occasionally showed her soft side, it was like a ray of winter sunshine, giving Luo Chao unprecedented warmth.
Looking at her captivating deanor, Luo Chao's heart beating faster, yet this song was by Li Ruotong, and she had sung it at a film festival closing ceremony!
After the song ended, Ning Wanxi softly said, "I'm done singing, eat up now!"
"Uh, alright!" Luo Chao didn't quite understand Ning Wanxi's intentions, why she would sing a song by Li Ruotong. Was she jealous and trying to compare with the big star? Luo Chao quickly shook his head, thinking he was getting too conceited, overthinking things.
Ning Wanxi lifted the thermos bowl, poured the corn ribs soup into the bowl lid, and handed it to him. Luo Chao took it and finished it in a gulping sound, and when Ning Wanxi was about to pour more, Luo Chao quickly said: "No more for , you have so."
"Just a bit?" Ning Wanxi looked at the thermos bowl, still half full of soup, and said in a huff.
Luo Chao smiled wryly: "Ning, that's all I can drink, any more and I'll throw up. You have it, don't waste it."
Ning Wanxi couldn't force him any further, huffing: "I had dinner already, won't drink!"
"Then why don't you sing a song for , and I'll drink!" Ning Wanxi said playfully.
"Ah!?" Luo Chao exclaid in surprise, once again feeling that the cold beauty CEO was becoming more and more womanly, even knowing how to turn the tables on him.
Luo Chao knew what she ant, thinking for a mont, he cleared his throat and began to sing: "Arise, people unwilling to be slaves, forge our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood..."
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