In the evening.

Shen Hua and Fu Jian waited for Fu Chenghai's return with a sumptuous dinner.

Du Yirong was sent away by Fu Jian, and there was only a new "family of three" tonight.

Fu Jian was looking forward to it very much.

Shen Hua, who was looking forward to it the same way as him, put on the lake blue dress she bought when she and Chu Wanyu went to the mall before. She rarely wears high heels, so today she also put on a pair of loafers with a slightly thick heel.

Fu Jian watched her change her clothes, her hair was carefully braided and tied up, and she even put on makeup. He couldn't help complaining: "It's Fu Chenghai's birthday, or yours."

Shen Hua smiled slightly and glanced at him, "A woman likes her appearance. What do you know?"

Fu Jian gave her a cold look in return, "It doesn't look good at all."

Shen Hua choked back and said, "Don't think that I don't know that you are being sarcastic. You said that I am not good-looking, but I am actually very good-looking, right?"

Fu Jian: "Why are you so ugly?"

"Both each other," Shen Hua said, her eyes roaming up and down Fu Jian's body.

Fu Jian also changed her clothes at this moment, no longer the lazy look in her long robe and long sleeves at noon.

He changed into a refreshing and slim-fitting light-colored sports suit. Shen Hua remembered that Fu Chenghai seemed to have a similar suit.

I don’t know if it’s a parent-child costume.

"Ask Fu Chenghai quickly where he is?" Fu Jian glanced at the time on the wall and urged.

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Shen Hua said, still taking out her mobile phone.

"I..." Fu Jian was speechless and turned away, "Aren't you his wife?"

"Are you still his son?" Shen Hua complained, but still sent the message.

Fu Chenghai responded quickly and sent a voice message:

"Get to the door now."

As soon as the audio was played, Fu Jian rushed outside the villa happily.

Shen Hua sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Fu Jian was not honest at all. He obviously wanted to see Fu Chenghai as soon as possible, but he insisted on putting on airs and refused to admit it.

Outside the hospital.

The black Mercedes-Benz GLC parked, Fu Chenghai opened the door and got out of the car, and when he looked up, he saw Fu Jian rushing out of the house.

Seeing him alone, Fu Chenghai habitually asked: "Where is she?"

Fu Jian stopped and suddenly turned dark, "As for asking her as soon as she comes back?"

The tone is a bit sour.

Fu Chenghai smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Who let me see you first?"

Fu Jian shook his shoulders, shook Fu Chenghai's hand away, turned around and returned to the house as if to vent his anger.

Fu Chenghai followed him through the door.

"Pa--" the fireworks exploded.

Colorful fragments all over the sky fell from the sky, and a few of the scattered fragments landed on Fu Chenghai's head.

Shen Hua smiled and stepped forward, tiptoeing to help him pull it off.

Fu Chenghai lowered his head in response and saw the pair of shoes on her feet that were completely different from usual ones.

The smooth and white insteps were embedded in loafers, and the lake blue skirt was fluffy. As she swayed slightly on tiptoe, from Fu Chenghai's perspective, half of Shen Hua's calf was hidden under the skirt, which made people a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that Fu Chenghai hadn't raised his head yet, Shen Hua thought he was still lowering his head and waiting for her to help deal with the debris of the fireworks.

She reminded: "Okay."

Fu Chenghai raised his head and met Shen Hua's eyes, which were full of tenderness. For a moment, Shen Hua felt that she was about to fall in, but her reason immediately pulled her back.

"It seems that today's birthday will be unforgettable." Fu Chenghai smiled with satisfaction, but his admiring eyes fell on Shen Hua and did not look away for a long time.

Shen Hua's face was slightly warm, and she walked around behind Fu Chenghai, pushing Fu Chenghai's back, avoiding his sight, and pushing him to the restaurant.

A sumptuous dinner table came into view.

White-cut chicken, honey-glazed barbecued pork, abalone sauce with ginseng, braised prawns, unicorn seabass and three delicacies soup.

There are five dishes and one soup in total, mainly based on the cuisine from Yangcheng, Fu Chenghai’s hometown.

Shen Hua also learned from Fu Jian's introduction that Fu Chenghai was not from Dongjiang, but from Yangcheng.

He was tall and tall, and he spoke without an accent. He was not at all like the southern man in Shen Hua's impression.

Even sometimes when Fu Chenghai spoke, he would bring in some Dongjiang dialect words, which made Shen Hua think that Fu Chenghai was a native of Dongjiang.

Fu Jian's explanation was: "He is not from Dongjiang, but my grandma is from Dongjiang."

Shen Hua also understood the reason.

"There is one dish in today's dinner that I cooked," Shen Hua said with a proud look on her face, "Guess which dish it is?"

Fu Chenghai glanced at the table briefly and said, "You can guess it without tasting it."

"Huh?" Shen Hua was surprised, "Tell me, which one?"

“Braised prawns in oil.”

"How do you know?" Shen Hua was even more surprised.

Fu Chenghai gently scraped Shen Hua's nose and explained: "Because this dish is not from Yangcheng cuisine. Aunt Du is also from Yangcheng, so shrimps are not so heavy on oil and salt."

Shen Hua: "..."

Fu Jian on the side couldn't stand it anymore and urged indiscriminately: "Eat quickly, I will have cake after I finish eating."

Shen Hua smiled and teased: "You are looking forward to your dad's coming back just to eat cake, right?"

Fu Jian made a face at Shen Hua, pulled out his chair, and sat in his usual seat.

Fu Chenghai turned around and pulled out a chair for Shen Hua. He waited until Shen Hua sat down before he sat down.

He is still a gentleman as always.

Even if today is his birthday.

After sitting down, Shen Hua realized that the rice was not brought out. She stood up and said, "I'll bring the rice."

Fu Chenghai suppressed her and said, "I'll go, you sit down."

When Shen Hua turned around, Fu Chenghai had already stood up and gone to the kitchen.

After bringing the rice cooker, Fu Chenghai served rice to Shen Hua and Fu Jian.

Shen Hua originally wanted to say that her wife should have done this, but it seemed that Fu Chenghai did it all.

Not only that, Fu Chenghai also asked Fu Jian, "How was your study today?"

"It's not bad," Fu Jian looked at Shen Hua, "English seems not as difficult to learn as before."

Fu Chenghai became interested and asked knowingly: "Oh? Why do you suddenly like learning English? I said I would find a tutor for you before, but you still said it was annoying."

Fu Jian's face darkened and she said angrily: "You know clearly that it's the reason why she gave me extra classes, yet you still ask this on purpose."

Feeling depressed and angry, he lowered his head and pounded the rice in the bowl.

"I ask you because you owe her a thank you," Fu Chenghai reminded.

Fu Jian: "I know. It's not like I didn't thank her."

"Really?" Fu Chenghai was a little in disbelief. He looked at Shen Hua for confirmation.

Shen Hua smiled and nodded, "Really."

Fu Chenghai smiled with satisfaction, picked up his chopsticks, and picked up a prawn for Fu Jian, "I've been doing well recently."

Fu Jian didn't look up or respond, just eating shrimps.

Thinking that she wanted to show off, Shen Hua quickly gave Fu Chenghai some braised prawns she had made. She just said, "Try it."

Fu Jian said, "Bah, bah, bah... what the hell is this?"

He quickly took out a few tissues and wiped his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Shen Hua was worried.

"Try it yourself," Fu Jian covered her mouth and ran to the kitchen to rinse her mouth.

Shen Hua picked up a shrimp, took a bite, and frowned slightly, "It tastes okay."
Chapter completed!