Chapter 6, Cong Rong has a fondness for Wen Shaoqing

Cong Rong hesitated for a moment before slowly removing her mask, then seemingly unintentionally lowered her head to tidy her hair, attempting to conceal the swollen half of her face

That night, Cong Rong was in a daze and had many dreams.

Wen Shaoqing also noticed this, and after taking a few bites, he put down his chopsticks, "Let me steam an egg custard for you."

Wen Shaoqing could not help but laugh, clearing his throat lightly, "No."

Wen Shaoqing replied softly: "I am at that hospital."

As soon as dawn broke, Cong Rong, who usually struggles to get up early, managed to rise quickly and leave the house

Later, the scene changed to her standing in front of her own door, preparing to open it, when she heard someone calling her. As she turned her head to make way, Wen Shaoqing suddenly leaped out from behind her and lunged at her, causing her to wake up with a start

He should just be experiencing a professional ailment, right? If it were someone else, they would do the same, wouldn't they? One shouldn't overthink it. Also, one's appearance isn't too unattractive, is it?

As soon as she opened the door, Cong Rong caught a whiff of the delicious food. To be honest, she found herself missing Wen Shaoqing's culinary skills a bit. She sniffed the air and reassured herself—I'm a patient, so I might as well indulge this once—and then nodded at Wen Shaoqing.

Wen Shaoqing raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems I haven't seen you much these past few days"

What are you doing here? Go outside and play in the living room

This is a habit she has maintained over the years while studying law, drawing conclusions from evidence, with clear thinking and rigorous logic

"... ... Is it really that coincidental?" Cong Rong took a sip of water and said, "I don't know which hospital you are at."

Cong Rong looked at the figure in the kitchen and slowly realized that she, a respectable lawyer, had actually fallen headlong into the trap of a professional butcher

In fact, Wen Shaoqing's dishes are mostly inedible for her; she is suffering from severe toothache, and any effort causes excruciating pain that radiates through the right side of her face, leaving her voice somewhat hoarse as well, which diminishes her desire to eat.

Letting a little space, Wen Shaoqing took a few steps to wash his hands, and the little one also moved a few steps, closely sticking to his side.

Under the light, his profile appeared handsome and warm. Upon hearing her express her gratitude, Wen Shaoqing smiled slightly and said, "Go ahead and eat."

Wen Shaoqing looked at him and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to chase her away when she is here."

Cong Rong lightly furrowed her brows as she looked at him. On someone else's territory, one cannot bite the hand that feeds. The words "You are the one who is sick" lingered on the tip of Cong Rong's tongue but could not be uttered, stuck in her heart, leaving her feeling particularly uncomfortable.

Cong Rong squinted and took a sip before responding: "This fruit has been refrigerated for so long that it must have lost its original flavor; it is better not to eat it."

Cong Rong's expression was half-hearted for a long time, probably due to not controlling her facial expressions well. She let someone who was lying on the ground stare at her continuously, and perhaps frightened, even her natural smile disappeared.

Cong Rong felt a bit embarrassed, "No need, don't trouble yourself."

Cong Rong continued to nod

His soft and feeble tactics deflated Cong Rong. After she had drunk more than half a glass of water, she noticed that Rang Rang had been staring at her with an unfriendly gaze, and thus she asked: "Did I use its cup?"

Wen Shaoqing glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "It is probably because you delayed him from going out to have fun"

"X University Affiliated Hospital." Cong Rong finished speaking, and after a long pause, no one responded. She looked up and asked, "What’s wrong?"

This is Cong Rong's first time stepping into Wen Shaoqing's home. It appears that great care was taken in the decoration, which is refreshing and minimalist, stylish yet not ostentatious, and remarkably clean and tidy. Indeed, he is a doctor; perhaps he has a penchant for cleanliness.

Wen Shaoqing has already risen, "Do you prefer sweet or savory?"

Then, on a certain hot afternoon, she sat in the ancient library, with a sheet of paper in front of her, neatly listing various clauses. All the clauses ultimately led to a conclusion, supported by reason, evidence, and structure

In her dream, the youthful version of herself was battling alongside Zhong Zheng in a game. When she turned her head, she saw Wen Shaoqing sitting across from her. Lin Chen, embracing Wen Shaoqing, introduced him, saying, "This is my good brother of many years." Wen Shaoqing greeted her with a smile, saying, "Cong Rong, I have met you before"

With chopped green onions sprinkled on top and soy sauce drizzled over it, the egg custard was fragrant, tender, and smooth. Cong Rong looked at the egg custard in front of her, then raised her head to look at Wen Shaoqing, sincerely expressing her gratitude: "Thank you"

Cong Rong immediately shook his head, "No need, I have seen a doctor, and I will have it extracted in a couple of days"

Wen Shaoqing was puzzled, what happened to this foolish dog? Shouldn't Cong Rong be afraid of it? Why has it turned around today?

Cong Rong immediately stood up and said, "Then you should take him out to play, I will leave first." After saying this, she picked up her bag and went home

In negotiation skills, when facing the parties involved, it is advisable not to ask open-ended questions such as what they would like to eat. Instead, one should pose closed questions like whether they want to eat or if they prefer sweet or savory options, thereby enticing the other party to reveal their true thoughts.

Cong Rong nodded slightly, appearing listless

Cong Rong sat up and wiped the sweat from her forehead, casually touching her forehead to check; fortunately, her fever had subsided. She embraced the blanket to calm her breathing, then got out of bed to find a book in the study. After locating it, she flipped through a few pages and took out a yellowed piece of paper, on which a few words were clearly written at the bottom

Wen Shaoqing put down the garbage bag and approached, "I will take off my mask and show you."

With these thoughts in mind, Cong Rong absentmindedly picked up the chopsticks but found herself unable to bring them down to the dishes before her

Cong Rong raised the lunch box to show him, "Congee."

Suddenly standing up, Cong Rong was startled. She was already afraid of dogs, and just now, her momentary anger had overcome her fear. Now that the other party seemed to be showing signs of counterattack, she began to feel a bit scared

She did not understand why she would dream of the past again, even though so much time had already passed. It had been a long time since she returned to her country, and she had not dreamed of it until now. Why was it only after encountering Wen Shaoqing again that she had this dream? Could it be that this conclusion still holds true?

That was the offer she received a few days ago from the law firm she had long admired. However, her first reaction upon receiving the offer was surprisingly, if she accepted it, would she never see Wen Shaoqing again. At that moment, she realized that something was amiss.

After a brief glance, Wen Shaoqing called her over to have a meal

After calling out twice, it listlessly drooped its ears and lay on the ground at the door, bored, while sweeping its tail.

Cong Rong has feelings for Wen Shaoqing

Wen Shaoqing smiled slightly and then carried the garbage bag into the house

"Salty." Cong Rong felt dazed and, almost instinctively, answered before asking again, "Is there going to be a North-South war?"

Passion fruit. Wen Shaoqing touched the cup wall, tested the temperature, and added two more spoonfuls of honey. "Haven't you tried it?"

Cong Rong replied without changing his expression: "Ah... I have been too busy lately, I just slept at the law firm"

At this moment, Cong Rong felt utterly embarrassed! Yet, Wen Shaoqing, after achieving his goal, showed no reaction at all; he was simply a big bad wolf pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!

Cong Rong has recently tried numerous folk remedies for toothache, but none have been effective. Upon hearing this, I scoffed, "In fact, they probably have no real effect, do they?"

In the next moment, his finger reached out, gently lifting her chin, turning it to the left, and lightly touching the swollen area. He quickly withdrew his hand and said, "It's not a big problem, let's eat first."

Wen Shaoqing, upon hearing this, whether intentionally or unintentionally, remarked: "Now that you know which hospital I am in, you can also come to me if you are unwell"

Who would have thought that after giving way, it would turn and dash into the kitchen, squatting by Wen Shaoqing's feet, refusing to leave no matter how much Wen Shaoqing tried to shoo it away

Wen Shaoqing did not insist, but instead asked: "I have cooked, would you like to come over and have a bite together?"

At the beginning of this spring, when she had just returned to the country, she would occasionally think about what the scene of their reunion would be like. After a long summer and a brief autumn, she gradually became indifferent to it. Unexpectedly, just as winter began, she truly encountered it.

Wen Shaoqing stared at her, "Why are you wearing a mask when it's so dark outside?"

Cong Rong covered half of her face and replied indistinctly, "I have a toothache"

Cong Rong officially took out a business card from his bag and handed it over, stating, "If you have any legal issues, you can contact me"

Wen Shaoqing sat on the sofa without moving, his expression cold, "We are not going out to play today"

Wen Shaoqing noticed that her complexion was off, "Are you running a fever?"

It called out twice, seemingly inquiring why

Although we have known each other for quite some time, we are still not very familiar with one another

Wen Shaoqing looked at the dazed individual and smiled as he entered the kitchen

The following time was quite peaceful. Wen Shaoqing looked at her as she was finishing her meal and then asked, "Which hospital did you go to? Let me see if I have any acquaintances who can take care of you."

Wen Shaoqing looked at a certain corner of the table, his gaze darkening. The business card that had just been placed there had mysteriously vanished, likely taken by someone who had fled in a hurry. He wondered whether she had done so intentionally or unintentionally, was she really that afraid of him

Cong Rong curiously asked, "What is this?"

The bold and resolute woman, after writing that conclusion, raised her hand and tore the offer on the right into pieces, stood up and threw it into the trash can, then returned to her country without hesitation

Cong Rong hurriedly left without choosing a path, while Ran Ran excitedly ran to the door, waiting for Wen Shaoqing to take it out to play

Wen Shaoqing acted swiftly, and in no time, he brought out a bowl of steamed egg custard

Cong Rong glared at it fiercely and lowered his voice to shout, "You should be a dog with the book! You are a disgrace! Being with your master is colluding in wrongdoing!"

Wen Shaoqing did not leave her much opportunity to retaliate, quickly tidying up the dishes and entering the kitchen, then bringing out a cup of water that smelled fragrant and refreshing

The layout of the units on the same floor is generally consistent, but it is unclear whether the arrangement differs; however, Wen Shaoqing's place appears to be much larger than hers, giving a sense of spaciousness and relaxation

Wen Shaoqing stared at her swollen half face, "Does it hurt a lot?"

His fingertips were slightly cool, and his beautiful fingers were long and strong. Without permission, he brushed against her face, an action that was originally unreasonable but became impossible to refuse when performed by him, infused with a gentlemanly restraint. She seemed to catch a whiff of the scent on his fingertips, carrying the essence of his presence.

Wen Shaoqing glanced at the lunchbox in her hand and asked, "Have you eaten?"

When she returned to her country, she was uncertain whether she would encounter Wen Shaoqing again. She did not know if Wen Shaoqing would return to the country, nor did she know if he would choose to settle in this city after his return. She only knew that if he did not come back, it was likely that she would never see him again

She likes Wen Shaoqing

Wen Shaoqing looked at the half of her face covered by the mask and said, "Take off the mask."

I do not know which law firm you are with," Wen Shaoqing said, gazing deeply at her, "It seems we need to get to know each other better.

Wen Shaoqing was questioned but did not get angry; instead, he nodded in agreement, saying, "Hmm, it's just a dessert after a meal with a bit of psychological effect."

Cong Rong watched as that hand grasped the chopsticks again, then casually glanced at his face, her mind filled with questions.

She did not want him to see her swollen face

Cong Rong had an innocent look on her face, "Then why has it been staring at me all this time?"

Wen Shaoqing glanced at her and said, "Your words are quite sharp. The pulp of passion fruit, combined with red dates, brewed with hot water, can relieve cough, eliminate phlegm, and reduce inflammation and pain"