When Luo Qingyun heard this, she laughed and ridiculed: "Mister Chen, you鈥檝e truly gone through a lot to worry about Xi Wen. However, how would Mr. Chen know that Xi Wen likes French food? "

"Is that so?" Hearing this, Chen Yanzhuo turned to look at Huo XIwen. "Do you like it?"

Huo XIwen nodded, "Yes, I like it. Tonight鈥檚 dishes are all my favorite dishes. Thank you."

"It鈥檚 good that you like it." Chen Yanzhuo smiled.

At this time, the people sitting next to Luo Qingyun, while the adults were talking, quietly threw the foie gras under the table and fed it to the little winter melon lying next to his chair.

When the little melon saw the food, she immediately went over to smell it and happily ate it.

He put down the knife and fork in his hand, picked up the corner of his napkin and wiped his small mouth, happily saying, "I鈥檓 full, please enjoy your meal."

When Luo Qingyun heard her son say that he had finished his meal, she immediately turned her head and looked at him in surprise: "Why is it so good today? Why are you eating up so quickly?"

"Right, then can I get off the table to play with the dog now?" they asked.

Luo Qingyun knew that he could not sit still. It was rare for her to bring him out to play, so she was too lazy to restrain him. She could only wave her hand and said: "Go, let鈥檚 play inside the house. It鈥檚 dark outside, it鈥檚 not safe."

"Got it." He slipped out of the chair and went to the inside of the table. He picked up the melon and headed to the living room.

"Little Dean, go watch him." At this time, Chen Yanzhuo ordered Little Du, who was standing at the side.

Little Du agreed and followed them into the living room.

The three of them continued to eat. After a while, after finishing their meal, Huo XIwen burped and waved his hands, "No, I鈥檝e eaten too much tonight. If I continue eating like this, I鈥檒l eventually become a big fatty."

"You lost a lot of blood last night. You have to make it up. "It doesn鈥檛 matter if you eat more." Chen Yanzhuo said.

"Did you bleed a lot last night? Wasn鈥檛 it just a superficial wound? " When Luo Qingyun heard this, she nervously looked at Huo XIwen.

"Don鈥檛 listen to his exaggeration. It鈥檚 just that his foot was punctured by the broken glass and he lost a little blood. "Not much." Huo XIwen warned Chen Yanzhuo with his eyes, telling him not to speak carelessly.

"Anyway, it鈥檚 an injury. It鈥檚 not a bad thing to mend it." Luo Qingyun looked at the two exchanging glances and said with a smile at the side.

At this moment, Su Chen Hao walked in from outside the house, "Am I late? I was late for dinner."

When Huo XIwen saw him, his expression immediately turned incomparably brilliant, "Brother Chen Hao, you鈥檝e come."

"I heard that you were injured, of course I came to take a look. "I think you鈥檝e gained weight. Seems like Mr. Chen has taken good care of you." Su Chen Hao joked as he walked to Luo Qingyun鈥檚 side and sat down.

"Is he really fat? It can鈥檛 be that exaggerated, right? "It鈥檚 only been a day." Huo XIwen touched his face as he spoke.

"He was just teasing you, yet you still believed him?" Luo Qingyun covered her mouth and laughed.

"Brother Chen Hao, you鈥檝e changed. You鈥檝e actually learned how to lie." Huo Xiwen puffed her cheeks and looked at him.

"I鈥檓 letting you understand that people change. Some people become inner, while some become outer. However, no matter how much one changes, there is one thing that will not change. That is, the real thing cannot be fake, and the fake thing will never become real. " Su Chen Hao said with a meaningful tone.

When he said this, his eyes glanced at Chen Yanzhuo who was standing at the side.

Chen Yanzhuo had a red wine cup in his hand. He was about to drink the wine, but his hand paused for a moment after hearing Chen Yanzhuo鈥檚 words. He didn鈥檛 continue to bring the wine cup to his mouth.

When Huo Xi Wen heard Su Chen鈥檚 words, he laughed, "Brother Chen Hao, you鈥檝e really changed. You鈥檝e never told me about the great principles of this life of yours."

"That鈥檚 right, I鈥檝e never said such words before. Since I鈥檝e already said them, you should keep them in mind and remember them well." Su Chen Hao said.

"Got it." By the way, have you had dinner yet? "I鈥檒l ask the kitchen to prepare it for you. Let me tell you, there鈥檚 a very good chef here right now ..." At this moment, Huo XIwen started to passionately promote the French Chef again.

However, Su Chen Hao waved his hand. "I鈥檝e already eaten. There鈥檚 no need to trouble yourself."

"Have you eaten?" Hearing this, Huo XIwen鈥檚 expression was a bit regretful, "What a pity, you don鈥檛 have a blissful mouth."

Su Chen Hao turned his head and looked at Luo Qingyun: "How is it? Have you finished eating? Let鈥檚 go home. "

"Yes, I鈥檓 full." Luo Qingyun said as she turned to look at Chen Yanzhuo and Huo XIwen, "Mr. Chen, XIwen, thank you for the hospitality."

"I should thank you for coming to see me." Huo XIwen said with a beaming smile.

At this time, everyone got up and left their seats. Chen Yanzhuo walked up to Huo XIwen naturally and pushed the wheelchair for her.

Huo XIwen turned around and saw his tall figure standing behind him, as if he was a sturdy supporter.

"Thank you." She whispered.

The corner of Chen Yanzhuo鈥檚 mouth slightly twitched, but he didn鈥檛 say anything.

When the four of them arrived at the living room, they saw the small winter melon lying on the floor.

It was a pity that the winter melon baby was full and didn鈥檛 want to move at all. It could only lie on the ground and doze off.

Chen Yanzhuo said goodbye to Huo Xiwen, and the group immediately got up from the ground. Holding the little winter melon in their arms, they walked to their father鈥檚 mother鈥檚 side. The family of three bid farewell to Huo Xiwen and went home.

Watching their car drive off into the distance, the red taillights disappearing into the distance of the manor, Huo XIwen suddenly felt a sense of desolation in his heart.

If nothing had happened to Fu Muyun, they should have had a cute little baby now, right?

There was nothing in the world that was happier than being with someone you loved.

She discovered that she was really envious of Luo Qingyun. Even though she had experienced many trials and hardships, she had ultimately obtained her own happiness.

What about her and Fu Muyun?

Just how far was there still to go between them?

Ever since Fu Muyun had sent a text message that day, there had been no message for a long time. Her heart had also gradually become depressed.

"I鈥檒l walk you back to your room to rest." Behind him, Chen Yanzhuo鈥檚 deep voice, which sounded like Fu Muyun鈥檚, could be heard, pulling her, who was lost in her thoughts, back into reality.

"Oh, okay." Huo Xi Wen nodded, and after pondering for another half a second, he said: "Thank you."

Chen Yanzhuo didn鈥檛 say anything. He took her back into the house and walked through the living room to the stairs. He released his hand that was holding the wheelchair, turned around, and walked to her side. He then grabbed her.

"What are you doing?" Huo XIwen was so shocked by his actions that his entire body froze, and he quickly asked.

"Carry you upstairs." "Yes," he replied.

"But ..." When Du carried me out, it was with the wheelchair. " she reminded him.