For her, this house is full of unspeakable sweetness when she recalls it now. Those long past events, really gone with the wind.

Shen Qianshu slept peacefully, got up at night, and found that there was no one in the castle except Yeling, and Luther housekeeper and servant were gone.

The European style dining room downstairs was covered with white tablecloths, candles lit the romance and warmth of the room, and Yeling seemed to be waiting for her, sitting on the sofa reading.

The computer beside him flickered faintly, which made his side face sharp and handsome.

Shen Qianshu hugged him from behind, his cheek close to his face, "where's Luther steward?"

"Give them a holiday." Yeling turned his head and kissed her lips. The two exchanged a lingering kiss. Shen Qianshu felt that the air was sweet and his heart was more satisfied.

He took Shen Qianshu to the table, which was full of French dishes, exquisite and small, looking at the color, smell and taste. For them, this is a rare candlelight dinner. Usually when they return home, there are a lot of people, hot and noisy. Suddenly, there is no one around them, only each other. Shen Qianshu is still a little unaccustomed.

But so sweet.

This is the world of two that she asked for.

Warm and romantic.

The taste is excellent. The object of care in those years has become her husband. Ye Ling's face has no trace of years, but it is more calm and sharp, less haze and irritability. It's like... A new life.

She remembered that year, Yeling once wanted to eat Chinese food and asked for a better atmosphere. She didn't know the definition of a better atmosphere, and he didn't elaborate.

She prepared a candlelight dinner.

Then, she prepared Western food. All the time, she prepared Chinese food for Yeling. Yeling didn't say what she liked, but Shen Qianshu was very careful.

Because... The salary is high.

I really don't want to lose this job.

The dishes she cooked were all very small. She cooked four or five portions each time. If Yeling moved a chopstick, she would not cook them later. If Yeling ate too much, she would write them down in her notebook and often cook them.

In this way, she can almost catch his taste, and Western food is rarely cooked, because her cooking was not particularly good at that time, so she didn't dare to make a fool of herself and cooked more familiar dishes.

She inserted flowers, lit candles, spread tablecloths, and deliberately dimmed the lights, which was a perfect candlelight dinner atmosphere for her, but she didn't know which point she poked at Yeling. At that time, Yeling was under great mental pressure due to depression and psychosis, and she often had tinnitus, dizziness and insomnia.

He was very anxious and overturned the table after a disagreement.

Her carefully prepared dishes fell on the ground, and Shen Qianshu dared not complain or say anything against him. Ye Ling didn't say why he was angry. He was as angry as a beast. Later, he almost hit her.

Shen Qianshu began to cry before he did it. It was exaggerated that he cried so much that Ye Ling might recover, hurried upstairs and shut himself up for another day.

She only dared to go away in Yeling before wiping away her tears and spitting out her tears crazily.

But roast belongs to roast. The salary is too high, so people still have to take good care of them, and they can't run away. At that time, she was really afraid. On the one hand, she thought that this man's face was good, pleasing to the eye, a little exciting, on the other hand, she thought that his character was really bad.

"If you weren't handsome and I was short of money, I would have run away."