The dishes were gradually placed on the table, most of them Jiangnan specialties, and Dong Huiying noticed that they were all her favorites. She glanced at Liang Zhichen. This person, he must have spent a considerable amount of time observing her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have known her tastes so well. Her heart felt a little warm. Perhaps in love, everyone becomes foolish. Unconsciously giving, subconsciously paying attention, making the other person the center of one’s life, opening and closing your eyes, and thinking only of that person. Caring especially about their preferences, their well-being, whether they’re warm enough, and how their mood is. If that person is happy, you become even happier than they are; if they are sad, you certainly feel the sorrow too. Even if separated by distance and not seeing one another, they’re always on your mind. The one who loves first loses, not because they want to lose, but because their love is so entangled that the thought of winning or losing is long gone. Reflecting on this, compared to him, she seemed too indifferent. Dong Huiying sighed softly. When she came back to her senses, she found the man had already prepared some fish, deboning it entirely. He placed the deboned fish on her plate and asked her, "What’s wrong?" What was bothering her again? Dong Huiying couldn’t help but laugh, "Just feeling a bit emotional." He didn’t quite understand, so he could only look at her with puzzled eyes. She smiled, "Don’t focus only on me, eat some more yourself." She also served him some food, which surprised him greatly. Perhaps because what he received from her was so little, even the smallest things could make him feel as if his heart was fed with sweetness. Zhi Chen’s external wounds had completely healed under his wife’s Divine Medicine, but he had lost too much blood, leaving him physically weak and less energetic than usual. After lunch, he sat nearby, watching his wife. He held a book in his hand, but it was merely a prop. He began to doze off, leading Dong Huiying to urge him to go to bed, but he was reluctant. It was as if he couldn’t get enough of looking at her, fearing that each glance taken was one less he could have, his gaze stuck to her, unable to be torn away. Dong Huiying also felt a bit helpless, and in the end, forcibly dragged him to bed, pressed his shoulders to prevent him from getting up, and urged him to close his eyes and sleep quickly. His eyelids battled with drowsiness, yet he stubbornly looked at her and asked, "Will my wife still be by my side when I wake up?" Compared to the past few days, today, the atmosphere between them was quite good. He couldn’t bear to part with this atmosphere and feared it was merely a dream from the land of dreams. Afraid that once he closed his eyes, upon waking she would return to her cold demeanor. She smiled bitterly, "I’ll watch over you, I’ll be right here, sleep peacefully." Did she seem like someone unreliable to him? When did her credit go bankrupt in his heart? "Really!!" He gave her another long, lingering look before finally closing his eyes. Dong Huiying sat by the bed for a long time, waiting until his breathing became steady before tiptoeing toward the door. She had to ask Lan Gu about the incident where Zhichen was attacked. At the very least, she needed to know who exactly was targeting Zhichen, who was intent on taking his life. Liang Zhichen was Dong Huiying’s man! For every cut Zhi Chen endured, she was determined to return back tenfold hundredfold!