When we walked out of the shopping mall, it was already evening, the sun was setting, and the colorful sunset filled the sky, casting a gentle barrier over the city.
Jiang Shu stood against the light and couldn't see clearly Fu Shiyan's face. The glow dyed his hair into gold. He was moving the ingredients into the trunk one by one with neat movements. At this moment, Jiang Shu's heartbeat accelerated for no reason.
, a strange feeling came over me.
It is undeniable that Fu Shiyan is a very sensible and mature man.
There are not many such men, and the few that exist stand at the top of the pyramid. And such a man actually became her husband, Jiang Shu.
Although...it's just in name.
"Get in the car, what are you doing?" Fu Shiyan reached out and patted the back of her head.
Jiang Shu hesitated to speak. In the end, he didn't ask him if he had ever been in love or if he had anyone he liked. Firstly, because Fu Shiyan might not be able to answer, and secondly, if his answer was different from what he imagined, she would probably
A little bit of a loss.
When they returned to Ming Yuan, Ju's mother was really shocked when she saw that they had bought so many things.
Jiang Shu moved swiftly and started busy as soon as he entered the door. Fu Shiyan sat on the sofa in the living room and processed emails on the computer, occasionally looking sideways at the kitchen. This was the first time he saw a woman put on an apron for him, washing her hands and making soup.
After a while, the smell of food came from the kitchen. Jiang Shu brought out the dishes one by one, raised his lips and shouted: "It's time to eat."
Except for the servants, when was the last time someone cooked a meal and called him to eat? Fu Shiyan thought about it for a moment. It was about fifteen years ago. Fifteen years have already passed so long...
The whole table was filled with Sichuan dishes, boiled beef, spicy hot pot, spicy chicken... Looking at the spicy food, Ju's mother worriedly said: "Sir, he never eats heavy-flavored food. How about I make two more light dishes?"
Jiang Shuzheng took off his apron and immediately stopped him, "No, this is what he asked for, and I've done it. Mom, don't bother me."
Fu Shiyan raised his hand and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt to his elbows, "No, I can eat."
He eats spicy food, but he hasn’t done so in many years.ωωw..net
Jiang Shu's endurance was not as good as his. After ten minutes, she had already started drinking yogurt, but Fu Shiyan had no reaction except that his lips were a little red.
"Your craftsmanship is not bad."
Jiang Shu grinned because it was so spicy, "Mr. Fu, most of us in Haicheng don't eat spicy food. I didn't expect you to actually be able to eat it."
Fu Shiyan paused, "I once had a friend who loved spicy food. Even though she couldn't eat it, she still got greedy. Over time, I developed a habit of accompanying her."
"Male or female." Jiang Shu asked casually.
"……female."
Jiang Shu loosened his hands and almost knocked his face on the table. He looked at Fu Shiyan cautiously, but couldn't tell that he had female friends.
"Where is she now?"
"Let's go." The face in Fu Shiyan's mind and Jiang Shu's face gradually overlapped.
The atmosphere became heavy, Jiang Shu said, "Sorry, I don't know..."
Fu Shiyan looked away, his eyes full of disappointment, "She's not dead, I just can't find her."
Can't find it... Jiang Shu realized that he had eaten a big melon and did not dare to continue asking. Fu Shiyan's tone clearly meant that he did not want to say more.
In silence, Fu Shiyan put down his chopsticks and suddenly asked: "Why did you take a part-time job to have dinner with that doctor today?"