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Chapter 399 - 399 400 Farewell (4)_1
Chapter 399 - 399 400 Farewell (4)_1
?Chapter 399: Chapter 400: Farewell (4)_1 Chapter 399: Chapter 400: Farewell (4)_1 In reality, Liang Chen was not sleepy at all. Seeing Jing Haohao lying on his bed, he didn’t bear to disturb her. Now that his work had momentarily ceased and he was somewhat tired, he only wanted to lie down and rest a while.
But, to his surprise, once he lied down, he fell fast asleep.
Jing Haohao lay in his embrace with her eyes closed, not having fallen asleep. They are both dressed, but through her clothing, she was distinctly aware of the heat radiating from his body.
Time ticked away and soon, it was eight in the evening.
There was silent serenity in the whole office, adorned by the starlight from the window. Jing Haohao softly opened her eyes, gently removed Liang Chen’s hand from her, crawled out of his embrace, and walked into the kitchen.
There were readily available ingredients in the kitchen. Jing Haohao casually picked a few, stir-fried three dishes and made a bowl of soup.
Jing Haohao served the meal at a table located in front of the bedroom’s French window. Then, she glanced at Liang Chen, who lied on the bed in deep sleep, fetched sleeping pills from her bag, opened the bottle, counted out a few pills, and tossed them into the bowl of soup.
The sleeping pills belong to the family of sedatives, insoluble in water but easily soluble in heat.
Jing Haohao stared at the few sleeping pills she dropped into the soup, which quickly turned into powder. She took up a spoon and gently stirred a couple of times, making the soup seem as though it’s fresh from the pot, no differences visible.
Then, Jing Haohao got up, walked to the bedside, and woke up Liang Chen.
Liang Chen groggily opened his eyes, looking a bit confused at first, but then the delicious fragrance of the meal wafted over him. He sat up and, noticing the spread of three dishes and a soup on the round table not far away, he turned to Jing Haohao, surprised, “Did you make this?”
“Yes, I did. I was a bit hungry earlier, and since you were still asleep, I didn’t wake you. Now get up and eat. We can talk later.”
Liang Chen looked at the meal on the table, his gaze softened. It’s as if something inside him had gently taken flight, making him feel a bit light-headed.
Liang Chen and Jing Haohao faced each other at the table. Jing Haohao carefully filled a bowl with soup for Liang Chen and placed it in front of him.
Jing Haohao learned to cook when she was very young. While her culinary skills may not compare to the chefs at Liang Chen’s house, he savored the meal as if it was the best he’d ever had, leaving not a single bite uneaten.
On any other day, Jing Haohao would’ve felt a sense of accomplishment. But today, she couldn’t bring herself to feel delighted.
Jing Haohao cleaned up the dining ware that had been picked clean and took them into the kitchen to wash.
Liang Chen watched from the doorway. The scene was quite common, but for some reason, it brought him a sense of serene comfort.
Just as Jing Haohao dried her hands and was about to turn around, Liang Chen suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. A moment later, all she felt were his warm lips fervently covering hers.