Chapter 643
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Before Song Qingchun could answer, Qin Yinan frowned and asked, "Why didn't you put on your shoes?"
Then, he walked around the dining table and headed toward the front door.
He opened the shoe rack and pulled out a pair of women's slippers. Remembering that Tang Nuan had worn them before, he paused for a moment before tossing the slippers into the trashcan beside him. Then, he grabbed a pair of sandals and put them on. He placed the pair of cotton slippers before Song Qingchun and said, "This place isn't frequented, so I don't have many things prepared. Just make do with this."
Song Qingchun replied with a soft "hmm" and stepped into her shoes.
Qin Yinan raised the back of his hand to touch Song Qingchun's forehead. After a while, he pulled his hand back and said, "Thankfully, your fever is gone. Sit there and rest for dinner."
Qin Yinan pointed at the sofa in the living room. After Song Qingchun nodded, he turned and walked toward the kitchen.
Song Qingchun stood where she was for a while. She didn't follow Qin Yinan's order to sit on the sofa but slowly followed him into the kitchen.
The kitchen door was open. When she stood at the door, Qin Yinan, who was cooking, noticed her movement. He turned his head slightly and asked, "What are you doing here? There's so much smoke. "
Song Qingchun smiled but didn't say anything. She leaned against the door and looked around the kitchen quietly.
Qin Yinan soon finished cooking. He turned off the gas and placed the dish on an oval plate. The moment Qin Yinan picked it up, Song Qingchun reached for it and said, "Let me do it."
Qin Yinan hesitated before passing it to her.
Song Qingchun had just placed the plate on the table when Qin Yinan walked over with a pot of soup.
Song Qingchun grabbed an insulated mat from the side of the dining table and placed it in the middle of the table. Qin Yinan placed the pot of soup on it and pulled off his apron. He told Song Qingchun, "Why are you still standing there? Go wash your hands, it's time for dinner."
Song Qingchun replied with an "okay" before turning to use the bathroom.
When she finished washing her hands and came out, Qin Yinan was placing the pot of soup on the seat across from her.
Song Qingchun walked forward to pull out a chair. Just as she sat down, Qin Yinan passed her a spoon. "You're so sick. You probably won't have much of an appetite after waking up. Have some soup first."
"Thank you, Brother Yinan."
Qin Yinan smiled but did not say anything.
During the meal, both of them were quiet. Song Qingchun, who had just recovered from her illness, did not have much of an appetite. She only ate half a bowl of rice before she stopped.
She did not hurry to leave the restaurant but sat at her seat. She stared at Qin Yinan, who was eating silently across from her, and asked, "Brother Yinan, how did you know I fainted?"
"I wasn't there …" Qin Yinan swallowed the food in his mouth before continuing. "I was on my way to work when I received your call. It was a stranger who said you had fainted by the roadside, so I hurried over."
"It's …" Song Qingchun paused before continuing. "… a stranger?"
"Yeah, he was just a stranger who happened to pass by …"
Song Qingchun was silenced instantly, and her head lowered.
Noticing her silence, Qin Yinan asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
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