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Gu Shaoting’s mood remained unsettled for a long time. He sat quietly on the sofa, wondering when Shu Pan would return.

Around eight o’clock, just as his patience was wearing thin, the front door was unlocked, and he saw Shu Pan enter with her bag.

He stayed seated on the sofa.

When Shu Pan entered, she initially thought no one was at home. The living room light was off, with only a small lamp next to the sofa emitting a dim glow, creating a silent atmosphere.

Seeing the figure on the sofa, Shu Pan was startled.

She noticed Gu Shaoting sitting there, his face dark, motionless.

Breaking the silence, Shu Pan asked, “Have you had dinner?”

Gu Shaoting’s face darkened even more for a moment. He looked at her with obvious displeasure, and his tone became cold, as if he were restraining something.

“Do you even remember if I’ve had dinner? How was your enjoyable chat with your friend?” Gu Shaoting’s words had a strange tone.

Ignoring him, Shu Pan crossed the living room to put away her things. At that moment, Gu Shaoting’s cold voice sounded again, “Apart from this, do you have anything else to say to me?”

Shu Pan hesitated for a moment, finding it unbelievable. What was there for her to say?

“Nothing, what should I say?” Shu Pan shook her head.

Gu Shaoting felt like he was about to explode. Was she really treating him as if he were nothing?

His face darkened even more, like a dark sky in June. He pursed his lips, not saying anything, but the look in his eyes became somewhat profound.

Seeing that he didn’t respond, Shu Pan quickly walked towards the bedroom.

She had barely taken a few steps when Gu Shaoting suddenly grabbed her wrist. She stiffened, instinctively turned back, and met Gu Shaoting’s eyes filled with resentment.

“What’s wrong?” Shu Pan felt he was acting strangely tonight.

“I’m starving. I want noodles,” Gu Shaoting’s tone remained harsh. He felt like he had no dignity. Originally, he wanted to intimidate her with anger, but she ignored him.

Unable to help it, he was really hungry and dizzy. He decided to fill his stomach first before settling the score with her.

“Oh, wait a moment. I’ll cook for you once I put my bag away,” Shu Pan suddenly felt a twinge of guilt. Was she being too harsh?

Gu Shaoting finally felt a bit better. Shu Pan finished tidying up and started to cook noodles for him.

Leaning against the door, Gu Shaoting watched as Shu Pan skillfully washed the pot, boiled the water, added the noodles, and finally fried an egg for him.

Her movements were swift and smooth, making Gu Shaoting feel warm inside.

Shu Pan placed the cooked noodles on the dining table. Gu Shaoting enjoyed them as if it were a feast, savoring each bite.

Perhaps it wasn’t about whether it tasted good, but rather who cooked it.

“Done. Enjoy your meal,” Shu Pan’s noodles were fragrant and smooth.

Gu Shaoting ate the noodles heartily, feeling the void in his heart being filled.

Cradling the bowl, he finished the last sip of soup, satisfied, and let out a burp.

Finally, reenergized, Gu Shaoting asked Shu Pan again, “Who did you have dinner with?”

“Someone you don’t know,” Shu Pan felt it unnecessary to say much.

“Maybe I’ve met them?” Gu Shaoting was persistent.

“It’s a friend I haven’t seen in a long time.”

“It seems like you had a great chat, coming back so late.” Gu Shaoting’s tone was sour..