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The second time he looked at the painting, his mouth was still dry.

Since that day, Shen Chuwei hadn’t mentioned getting close to him, not even calling him husband anymore.

This should’ve been something to be happy about, but he wasn’t happy at all.

Shen Chuwei carried a food box to the Guest Room, pushed open the door, and saw Xiao Jinyan sitting in the wheelchair, still holding a book, deeply engrossed in reading.

Lin Xian heard the door opening and recognized the footsteps, hurriedly stuffing the painting under the covers, picking up a book, and pretending to read.

Shen Chuwei placed the food box on the table, took out the dumplings, the bowl was too hot, so she held it with a wet cloth to avoid burning her hands.

After placing the dumplings down and seeing that he wasn’t moving, she walked over to him.

"I’ve cooked some dumplings, do you want to have some?"

Lin Xian snorted, "You must really be idle, cooking a whole pot of dumplings? I’m not interested."

Shen Chuwei, feeling hot from wrapping the dumplings and hearing his reply, almost suspected that the person in front of her had also undergone soul transference.

"Why are you speaking in such a strange tone? I’ve only cooked a bowl of dumplings, where’s the pot of dumplings you’re talking about?"

It wasn’t until then that Lin Xian looked up at Shen Chuwei, "Just one bowl?"

"Just one bowl. If you don’t eat them, I’ll give them to Qin Xiao. He’s been busy all day and keeps watch at night; he can have them as a midnight snack." Saying this, Shen Chuwei picked up the bowl of dumplings and started walking out.

In fact, Lin Xian was already hungry at this point, and when the dumplings were brought to the table, he wanted to eat them but the thought that she had cooked a large pot dissuaded him.

Now that he knew it was specially cooked for him, he naturally wanted to eat them.

"I’ll eat."

Shen Chuwei paused, turning her head to look at Xiao Jinyan, "Are you sure you want to eat? Just don’t throw the chopsticks again later."

Lin Xian nodded, "Hmm."

Only then did Shen Chuwei place the dumplings back on the table.

Lin Xian shifted his wheelchair closer, seeing the steaming dumplings made him even hungrier. He picked up a spoon, scooped up a dumpling, blew it cool, and began eating it. Perhaps due to hunger, it tasted particularly delicious.

Shen Chuwei just watched and did not speak, because the words she wanted to say, Xiao Jinyan at that moment did not like to hear.

She simply hoped that Xiao Jinyan would remember her someday, which was her only support.

After Lin Xian finished the dumplings, Shen Chuwei cleared the bowl and chopsticks and then left.

It was when Shen Chuwei stepped out of the threshold that Lin Xian couldn’t help but ask, "Have you given up?"

Shen Chuwei turned her head, looking at him confusedly, "Given up what?"

Lin Xian said, "Didn’t you always believe I was your husband before? You haven’t called me husband these past few days, nor have you mentioned it again, doesn’t that mean you’ve given up?"

"You never used to lose your temper with me, you never hurt me, let alone cursed at me." Shen Chuwei’s gaze fell on the food box in her hand, her fingers tracing the carved flowers on it, "I suppose I’m still a bit different from the people here."

After speaking, Shen Chuwei walked out.

Lin Xian was left stunned.

Shen Chuwei returned to the Guest Room, how could she possibly give up?

Xiao Jinyan was the only one she had, no matter what, she had to wait for him to remember.

Shen Chuwei, who had just finished bathing, realized that she was so caught up in her emotions tonight that she forgot to change Xiao Jinyan’s medicine. She hastily took the medicine box and rushed out.

Lin Xian also realized that Shen Chuwei did not change his medicine before she left. Just as he was preparing to go to bed to rest, suddenly a black shadow entered quietly.

A fierce gust came from behind, Lin Xian’s eyebrows furrowed as he moved to the side to avoid being hit, a second later and he would have been struck.

However, after the first strike missed, the assailant launched a second, faster than lightning. Lin Xian, with his legs inconvenient, couldn’t dodge in time and took the hit on his spine. A mouthful of fresh blood coughed up, staining the light-colored bedsheet red.

Such a ruthless move was clearly meant to take his life.

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Today’s update is over seven thousand words, with this Chapter 3700, and the previous one 3500; don’t think that there were only two Chapters updated...