Ling Yuchen said with a smile, "I've been standing next to you since you swallowed."
Xia Wantang glared at him and said irritably, "It's all your fault for not letting me eat barbecue. I'm so craving I can't sleep."
"Be good, I'll take you shopping tomorrow," Ling Yuchen reached out and stroked her head, as if coaxing a child.
Xia Wantang pouted angrily, "Hmph, I don't want to. I want to eat now. If I don't eat, I can't sleep."
Ling Yuchen reminded her softly, "But you've already had dinner and a late-night snack. You'll be too full if you eat more."
Xia Wantang was silent for a moment, but the delicious food in her mind was unforgettable. She looked at Ling Yuchen pitifully.
"Just a little bit, just a little bit..."
Ling Yuchen surrendered directly and coaxed her gently, "Then wait for me. I'll go buy it. What do you want to eat?"
Xia Wantang swallowed and said, "I want hot dogs, chicken cutlets, and chicken skewers..."
"Wait," Ling Yuchen said sternly, "You can only order three items, one of each."
Xia Wantang knew this was his bottom line. She obediently said, "Then these three."
"Okay, wait."
Ling Yuchen tucked the quilt for her, then turned to change out of his pajamas and left the house.
Xia Wantang watched him leave with anticipation, already eagerly imagining the delicious food she would eat soon.
But it would take a while for him to buy them, and she was feeling a bit sleepy.
She lay down in bed, keeping herself awake by scrolling through videos, still thinking about the barbecue and determined not to fall asleep.
Ling Yuchen, wearing a black trench coat, moved through the night. The night wind lifted the hem of his coat, and his chiseled face was exceptionally striking.
Late-night roadside stalls were everywhere, and the nightlife was just reaching its peak.
Men and women sat at tables and chairs behind the stalls, drinking and playing dice, gathering in twos and threes, very lively and noisy.
Ling Yuchen's expression was cold, his poker face exuding an aura of unapproachability.
He surveyed the surrounding stalls and chose one with a lot of customers.
His appearance attracted many eyes, as he was completely out of place.
He approached the stall and said coldly, "One hot dog, one chicken cutlet, one chicken skewer, thank you."
The stall owner was stunned. In all his years of running a stall, he had never seen someone with such an extraordinary aura buying his barbecue.
Being stared at made Ling Yuchen uncomfortable, but he couldn't say much as people's eyes were their own.
He politely reminded, "Excuse me, please use less chili and cumin."
The owner snapped back to reality and quickly started grilling the skewers as Ling Yuchen had requested. He cautiously asked, "Sir, do you need anything else?"
"No, thank you."
Ling Yuchen watched as the owner deftly flipped the items on the grill, sprinkled cumin and chili powder, flipped them again, and brushed on sauce...
The hygiene of the stall looked acceptable, and his furrowed brow relaxed slightly.
There were three or four tables behind the stall, all occupied.
The ground was littered with skewers and empty bottles, a mess.
The drinkers repeatedly looked at Ling Yuchen, their eyes filled with curiosity and admiration.
But Ling Yuchen was expressionless, his demeanor cold, with an air of frostiness about him, making people hesitant to approach.
However, some people were fearless, especially with the courage that alcohol provided late at night.
A person dressed as a "spiritual girl" stood up.
She was only about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a white t-shirt and tight jeans, with exaggerated makeup on her face.
She seemed to have drunk a lot, and her walk was unsteady.
She walked up to Ling Yuchen and stammered, "Handsome... handsome guy... hello."
Ling Yuchen was staring at the stall owner packing his barbecue when he heard someone calling him from beside him.
He looked left and right, but saw no one. He was confused, thinking he had misheard.
"Hey, I'm here."
Following the voice, Ling Yuchen lowered his head and finally saw who was speaking.
The "spiritual girl" said with admiration, "You're so handsome! Do you have a girlfriend?"
Ling Yuchen frowned tightly and politely replied, "I'm sorry, I'm already married."
"Sir, your barbecue, that will be ten yuan," the stall owner said, having finished packing.
Ling Yuchen paid and left with his order.
The person behind him was still shouting, her voice very sharp, but Ling Yuchen hadn't heard what she was saying at all.
Upon returning home, Ling Yuchen placed the items on the coffee table, but heard no movement from inside.
He tiptoed into the bedroom and found Xia Wantang already asleep.
She was still holding her phone, which was replaying a video of someone eating.
He smiled helplessly, took her phone, placed it on the bedside table, and tucked her in.
He changed into his pajamas, turned off the light, and lay down beside her, gently pulling her into his embrace.
Xia Wantang smacked her lips in her sleep and mumbled incoherently, "Delicious... delicious..."
Ling Yuchen looked down and realized she was talking in her sleep, eating even in her dreams.
She wasn't usually like this. Online, it was said that some women have a great appetite and increased food intake after pregnancy.
This reaction was fine; some people experience morning sickness and feel unwell. He was glad Xia Wantang had almost no such reactions.
However, ever since she became pregnant, she couldn't stand the sight of eggs and would vomit uncontrollably at the smell.
Therefore, there were almost no eggs to be found in the Ling family.
A few days later.
Today was a good day.
Han Xiao's wedding had been postponed for several days, and today it was finally on the schedule.
Having been cooped up at home for a while, Ling Yuchen decided to take Xia Wantang out for some fresh air.
Coincidentally, Qiao Xinyue had also returned, and she would be attending with Aunt Ou.
The wedding was held at a five-star hotel, an establishment under Tengkong Group, which provided the venue for free.
Besides Han Xiao's relatives, most of the wedding guests were colleagues from Tengkong Group.
Xia Wantang immediately set her sights on the various delicious small cakes here.
Before the main meal, the tables were filled with red wine, drinks, and pastries and cakes.
The venue was beautifully decorated, with only baby's breath as embellishment, white lighting, balloons, and white tulle, creating an extremely dreamy atmosphere.
Xia Wantang ate while looking around, her eyes filled with longing and envy.
She and Ling Yuchen had only gotten their marriage certificate; they hadn't had a wedding yet!
She wondered what their wedding would be like.
Ling Yuchen carefully wiped the cream from the corner of her mouth and asked with a smile, "Envious? What does your dream wedding look like?"
Xia Wantang had never thought about it before. She shook her head and honestly said, "I don't know."
Ling Yuchen handed her some juice and asked again, "Then what flowers do you like?"
"Begonias, roses, osmanthus..."
If she had to say, she didn't really have a favorite; all flowers were pretty.