Fu Chenyuan chuckled softly and took the teapot from Jiang Wanning's hand: "Let me do it, Mrs. Fu, it's quite heavy."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his hand slid across the back of Jiang Wanning's hand.

Jiang Wanning only let go after Fu Chenyuan gripped the handle.

"Shen Yuan, do I seem particularly unlike a girl?"

She has a striking appearance, but sometimes acts like a tomboy.

"That's not true. Boys don't necessarily have to be masculine and brave. Boys can also be gentle and considerate. Girls don't necessarily have to be tender and gentle. They can also be energetic, decisive, and resilient. If we have children in the future, I won't label them. I will accept them as they are and see them as they are."

Jiang Wanning took a sip of tea, but when she suddenly heard Fu Chenyuan mention the child, she choked on the tea and couldn't help coughing.

She tried to lower her voice, and Fu Chenyuan got up to pat her back.

Are you feeling better?

Jiang Wanning nodded.

Fu Chenyuan then sat down next to her instead of sitting opposite her.

This table was originally designed for two people, so it's spacious enough for one person to sit on one side, but it gets a bit cramped when two people sit together.

Moreover, Fu Chenyuan is so tall and imposing.

Their arms were touching.

He often turned his head to the side when he spoke, getting very close to her, giving the illusion that he was whispering in her ear.

"Wanwan, I've even thought of names for our future children."

"Do you like children?" Jiang Wanning asked.

Fu Chenyuan shook his head, then nodded.

"I don't like children, but I like the children you give birth to. I'll like any child you give birth to."

He answered very stubbornly.

"Wanwan, do you like it? If you don't like it, then we won't have it."

My child.

Jiang Wanning imagined that having a mini version of Chen Yuan as her mother in the future would not be bad.

"I still really like children, but I never thought about having one so early."

"Yeah, me too." He hadn't even had enough time alone with Jiang Wanning, so why would he be so foolish as to have a few third wheels around him?

"You can show me the photos now."

"good."

Jiang Wanning breathed a sigh of relief. So Fu Chenyuan sat down here to look at the photos.

She took out her phone, unlocked it, and prepared to hand it to Fu Chenyuan, but Fu Chenyuan did not take it.

"You open it, I'll just watch."

Jiang Wanning opened the photo album, and the first thing she photographed was Xu Ying's painting.

"These are paintings by Ms. Xu Ying. I like to paint people, while she likes to paint objects and landscapes. We've already met today. Did you recommend me to her?"

"Yes. I've met Ms. Xu a few times because of Yixuan, and I'm very impressed with her. Since you want to learn to paint, I'd like you to meet her. If it's a good fit, you can learn from her. Have you heard of Ms. Wen Yuan?"

When Wen Yuan was mentioned, Jiang Wanning's eyes showed a rare flicker of emotion.

“I know. Teacher Wen Yuan is good at painting portraits, whether abstract or realistic, he can capture the spirit of the person.”

"Yes, Teacher Wen Yuan has gone abroad. I don't know if he intends to return to China. I've already sent someone to contact him. If possible, I'd like you to study painting under him as well."

Jiang Wanning was a little excited: "Really? I also really like Teacher Wen Yuan. It's a pity that there are no of his paintings in this exhibition. Maybe it's because he's abroad and no one can contact him."

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Fu Chenyuan's five simple words seemed to possess a tremendous reassuring power.

Jiang Wanning took a sip of tea, her eyes crinkling into a smile: "Yes, thank you."

"How are you going to thank me?" Fu Chenyuan asked again.

Jiang Wanning thought for a moment and said, "I'll draw a few pictures for you too."

"I'm not interested in my appearance, thank you for anything else. I'll thank you now."

Jiang Wanning looked around and quickly leaned in to kiss Fu Chenyuan on the face, but Fu Chenyuan turned his head just then, and her kiss landed on Fu Chenyuan's lips.

Jiang Wanning!

Fu Chenyuan must have done it on purpose.

Fortunately, Fu Chenyuan didn't let anyone see his wife's shy appearance. The kiss was just a fleeting touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

"Mrs. Fu, it's sweet." A double entendre.

Jiang Wanning lightly punched Fu Chenyuan's arm.

At this point, the waitress started serving the dishes.

Two dishes, one meat and one vegetable.

A bowl of rice.

Jiang Wanning had dinner with her family that evening and wasn't hungry.

She ate some beef and vegetables to keep Fu Chenyuan company.

Jiang Wanning eats very elegantly.

She eats quite a lot when she's hungry, but because she eats slowly, it takes her a little longer than others.

Fu Chenyuan ate quickly, but still appeared very elegant.

Fu Chenyuan finished both dishes, put down his chopsticks, drank some tea, and left with Jiang Wanning.

"Going home?" Fu Chenyuan asked.

"There's a place I want to go." Jiang Wanning wanted to see the house her parents had prepared for her as soon as possible.

Because she didn't grow up with her parents, this was the first gift she received from her family, and she cherished it very much.

When I was with the Zhao family, I never received any gifts during holidays, and even my birthday presents were the ones Zhao Zhongjie had left over.

If Zhao Zhongjie takes a liking to her, then she won't get a birthday present.

Because of his family's indulgence, Zhao Zhongjie enjoyed taking her things.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Mmm." Jiang Wanning nodded vigorously.

Fu Chenyuan didn't let Chen Yan come along; he drove to pick up Jiang Wanning himself after get off work today.

He opened the passenger door for Jiang Wanning, placing his hand on her head in a very natural manner.

After Jiang Wanning got into the car, Fu Chenyuan leaned over again.

Jiang Wanning was about to fasten her seatbelt when she heard this and froze.

"do what?"

Fu Chenyuan chuckled softly, pulled the seatbelt over for her, and fastened it with a click.

Jiang Wanning's face flushed; she thought Fu Chenyuan had just tried to kiss her.

She didn't wrong Fu Chenyuan.

However, Fu Chenyuan's patterns are somewhat unclear.

Was it considered frequent for Fu Chenyuan to kiss her? Probably not.

Then, the timing of his kisses was sometimes truly unexpected.

Fu Chenyuan glanced at Jiang Wanning sideways: "What did you think I was trying to do just now?"

Don't ask anymore, it's really embarrassing.

Jiang Wanning rubbed her face, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"nothing."

The next second, everything went black. Fu Chenyuan lowered his head and gently kissed her lips. She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling.

Fu Chenyuan pulled away from her lips, his smile deepening: "You're right, I did want to kiss you."

Seeing Fu Chenyuan's smug look, Jiang Wanning didn't know what got into her, she unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over, cupped Fu Chenyuan's face, and, to Fu Chenyuan's astonishment, closed her eyes and kissed him.

Her movements were somewhat clumsy, and their teeth collided, making a sound.