TDLWTAHATD CHAPTER 4

Chapter 4 The Soup You Made Was Delicious

That evening, Nan Xiao received a call from Old Master Xie, asking her to come to the old residence for dinner. She went there directly.

Upon entering the house, she hadn’t expected Xie Chengyu to be there as well. Every time she had come before, he had always been absent—likely avoiding her.

Ignoring him, she walked straight up to Old Master Xie.
“Grandpa, I’m here.”

“Aiyo, Xiaoxiao, you’ve come. Let Grandpa have a look at you…” Old Master Xie reached out his hand.

“Just now, your Grandpa Wang brought over a Songzi Guanyin statue. I thought it looked nice, so I kept it. When are you and Chengyu going to have a child? I really want to hold a great-grandson…”

A child?

Perhaps it was psychological, but Nan Xiao suddenly felt a wave of nausea and quickly suppressed it.

She glanced at the Songzi Guanyin on the table, her lips curving with a trace of bitter irony.

They were already going to divorce. How could there possibly be a child?

“Grandpa, I have something to tell you.”

When something needs to be cut off, better cut it clean. And with Xie Chengyu here, she gathered her courage.
“Actually, the two of us are already divor—”

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Old Master Xie suddenly broke into a violent fit of coughing, as if he would cough out his lungs.

Startled, both Nan Xiao and Xie Chengyu quickly helped him back into his bedroom.

“Grandpa, what’s wrong? Where are you feeling unwell?” Nan Xiao asked in alarm.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I’m just too lonely! Ever since your grandma passed away, this empty house has only me left… Stay here with me for a while, both of you. It’s also a good chance to prepare for pregnancy and nurture the child…”

“……”

Old Master Xie’s gaze was so eager that Nan Xiao couldn’t bring herself to reject him directly. She lowered her head in silence.

Back in the room, she asked Xie Chengyu:
“When will we tell Grandpa about the divorce?”

Before, it had been Zhou Wen who brought her the divorce papers to sign. The two of them had never discussed it face-to-face. This was the first time.

Leaning in the doorway, half his face in light and half in shadow, Xie Chengyu replied:
“After Grandpa’s medical report comes out, depending on the situation. His health hasn’t been good lately.”

“Alright.”

Old Master Xie was the only one in the Xie family who had been good to her during the three years of her marriage. She cared deeply about his health, so she had no objection.

…

That night, under Old Master Xie’s watchful eye, the two of them entered the same bedroom.

There was only one bed and one quilt inside. There wasn’t even room to make a floor bed. Fortunately, the bed was large enough that if they both slept in the middle, there would still be a wide space between them, avoiding too much awkwardness.

After washing up, Nan Xiao lay on the bed in her pajamas.

In the silence of the night, even the sound of her heartbeat seemed audible. Because of the man on the other side of the bed, her nerves refused to settle, though she forced herself to clear her mind and fall asleep.

Suddenly, the bed on his side shifted. The man’s breath drew closer, as if he had turned over to face her. Nan Xiao’s heart raced wildly.

“Nan Xiao.”

In the night, Xie Chengyu’s voice was low and magnetic.

“The Eucommia pigeon soup you made before—it was really good.”

“……”

Nan Xiao’s voice trembled with surprise.
“You drank the soup?”

“Yes.”