Chapter 37

Fu Huaifei looked at Shen Tingzhou, his eyes flickering, "It's you!"

The word "It's you" was said in a thousand ways, hiding the great surprise of meeting each other by chance. The aura that surpassed countless others in the world froze Shen Tingzhou in place.

Shen Tingzhou: "Uh, it's me."

After getting Shen Tingzhou's response, Fu Huaifei ran over happily, "Do you still remember me?"

Shen Tingzhou replied hesitantly, "Of course, I just saw him a few days ago."

A few days ago?

Fu Huaifei paused slightly, the scene of their meeting by the river a few days ago flashed through his mind, and the smile on his face faded quietly.

Shen Tingzhou:?

Not sure if it was an illusion, but he felt that Fu Huaifei was petrified. Before he could figure out what was going on, Fu Huaifei leaned against the wall and started coughing lightly.

He showed off his graceful swan neck, and his cough was both artificial and extremely beautiful.

Shen Tingzhou couldn't help but walked down a few stairs and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Fu Huaifei looked over, his handsome face melted into the warm light, his purple veins were clearly visible, he looked sickly yet incredibly soft.

He smiled weakly, "It's nothing, just an old problem, cough, cough cough."

Shen Tingzhou felt that Fu Huaifei must be in poor health, but as a doctor, he intuitively felt that this poor health was somewhat deliberately calculated.

Who coughs like this, after all?

Xu Xun walked past Shen Tingzhou and walked down the stairs to greet Fu Huaifei, "Uncle, you tend to get short of breath, so talk less."

Fu Huaifei looked at Shen Tingzhou again, his eyes were pitiful and his voice was gentle, "Excuse me."

Xu Xun raised his hand to straighten Fu Huaifei's head, and helped him sit on the sofa, "Sit down."

Shen Tingzhou walked over and asked, "Do you want to measure your blood pressure?"

Fu Huaifei, with red lips and fair skin, smiled gently at Shen Tingzhou, "I'm fine now, thank you for your concern."

Xu Xun interrupted, "Uncle, the last time you fell into the water and were rescued dripping wet, it was Doctor Shen who performed CPR on you."

The word "drenched" made Fu Huaifei's smile freeze. He tried to ignore his words and started a new conversation.

"Your name is Shen Yisheng?" Fu Huaifei praised: "It's a nice name."

Shen Tingzhou: "...No, I am a doctor by profession, and my real name is Shen Tingzhou."

Fu Huaifei paused, then looked at Xu Xun with a slightly reproachful look, "How can you directly address someone by their profession? How rude!"

Xu Xun glanced at him and said nothing.

Fu Huaifei looked at Shen Tingzhou again, "Tingzhou."

It was as if these two words passed over the tip of his tongue twice before he pronounced them, giving Shen Tingzhou goosebumps.

Xu Xun pointed at the floor and asked Shen Tingzhou, "Doctor Shen, is the thing on the floor yours?"

Shen Tingzhou looked in the direction of his hand, but saw nothing.

Xu Xun said, "I mean this pile of chicken skin beans."

Shen Tingzhou: ...

The elegant Fu Huaifei obviously didn't understand, "chicken what?"

Xu Xun said it again, "Pidouzi."

Fu Huaifei was still puzzled, "What are chicken skin beans?"

It was goose bumps, but Shen Tingzhou was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so he changed the subject and asked Fu Huaifei, "Would you like some hot water, Mr. Fu?"

Xu Xun: "My uncle never drinks hot water. His blood flows with hand-ground coffee, oh, and tea brewed by Sang Yan."

Shen Tingzhou: Elegant, really elegant.

but……

Shen Tingzhou couldn't help but asked, "What about at night?"

Fu Huaifei smiled slightly, "At night, I drink seawater pumped from a thousand feet below Hawaii. After desalination, I soak a slice of lemon in clean water. Sometimes I also drink some wine to help me sleep."

Shen Tingzhou: "...very good, very good, but is there the same water as in Hawaii here?"

Fu Huaifei gently corrected, "It's seawater from Hawaii, a thousand feet below. I brought some here myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened again, and a handsome young man in a tuxedo and white gloves came in leading a group of people.

A dozen oversized suitcases were pushed in, and the young man stood at the door and counted them one by one.

To Shen Tingzhou, these suitcases looked exactly the same, but the young man could tell them apart at a glance.

When the third suitcase came in, the young man stopped.

"This is the sir's drinking water. Put it in the ice cellar on the lower level."

The seventh box was pushed in, and the young man said to the person pushing the box, "Open the box, count from the left of the third row, and take out the fifth set of tableware. The gentleman will use it tonight."

"Here is the coffee machine for Mr., send it to the kitchen."

"These are the gentleman's personal belongings. Put them upstairs. Don't let them into the room. Just put them by the door. I will sort them out myself when the time comes."

"These storage rooms are not used at the moment."

The young man expertly arranged the positions of each box and knew the contents inside like the back of his hand.

Shen Tingzhou has always thought that his memory is very good, but compared with this young man, it is a little average.

After arranging everything, Sang Yan came over to greet Fu Huaifei.

Seeing Shen Tingzhou sitting on the sofa, Sang Yan was slightly stunned, then nodded slightly to thank Shen Tingzhou.

Shen Tingzhou also nodded at him as a greeting.

When the butler came over, Sang Yan's respectful attitude changed and the corners of his eyebrows raised slightly.

This was already a very unsatisfactory action for the professionally trained Sang Yan.

The gentleman had been here for quite some time, but he hadn't even arranged for anyone to serve tea and snacks, and just let the guests sit there.

It was hard for Sang Yan to imagine that a man like this had worked as a housekeeper for more than 30 years and had not yet been fired by his employer.

Xu Xun, oh, now his name is Xu Xun.

How pitiful this gentleman is. He doesn't even have a proper housekeeper, but he seems to be used to it.

Sang Yan cast a pitying look at Xu Xun, then walked into the kitchen with a proud yet humble step to prepare refreshments.

-

The housekeeper knew Fu Huaifei and they seemed to have a good relationship.

Fu Huaifei took the initiative to greet him, "Long time no see, how are you?"

The housekeeper smiled and replied, "Very good."

"Xiaoxun, please take care of me."

"You're welcome. This is what I should do."

When listening to them talking, Shen Tingzhou always had a feeling of time and space confusion, as if he had returned to medieval Europe.

A powerful lord talks to the steward of another powerful lord...

Fu Huaifei spoke slowly and in a very proper tone, "Since my sister passed away, Xiaoxun has only had me as his relative. I originally wanted to take him abroad, and I sent him more than a dozen letters. Didn't you receive them?"

The housekeeper said, "We no longer keep pigeons at home."

Fu Huaifei: "...I used international express delivery."

Shen Tingzhou: ...

Butler: "Then I'll go back and look for it."

Fu Huaifei: "...Okay."

Fu Huaifei stopped talking about this topic and turned his attention back to Shen Tingzhou.

"Tingzhou, do you remember the first time we met?"

Xu Xun looked over immediately. They were actually meeting for the “first time”?

Shen Tingzhou felt a lot of pressure because of these two burning gazes. The greater the pressure, the slower his brain worked.

this……

Seeing that he couldn't answer immediately, Fu Huaifei was a little disappointed. He turned his face slightly, revealing his beautiful neckline again, and quietly released his sorrow.

After a while, he turned around and reminded, "Three years ago, abroad, art exhibition."

Shen Tingzhou vaguely remembered it and asked tentatively, "Is it at the Bronte Museum?"

Fu Huaifei excitedly reached out to hold Shen Tingzhou's hand, "You finally remembered."

The hand was caught just in mid-air.

Fu Huaifei turned his head and saw Xu Xun put his hand on the back of his hand expressionlessly. Fu Huaifei immediately understood——

Xiaoxun misses his uncle.

I'll give it to you to hold.

Fu Huaifei happily held Xu Xun's hand, then looked at Shen Tingzhou with a smile and listened to his feelings about their subsequent encounter.

But Shen Tingzhou had already said what he wanted to say, without any insights or experiences.

Xu Xun poured out the oil, "It happened three years ago, how could Dr. Shen remember it?"

How is that impossible!

Fu Huaifei remembered everything that happened that day clearly. Not only what Shen Tingzhou said, but even which direction the central air conditioning in the hotel blew his hair was kept in Fu Huaifei's mind.

How could Tingzhou not remember such a historic moment when they met?

Right, Tingzhou?

Fu Huaifei looked at Shen Tingzhou expectantly.

Xu Xun continued to pour the oil, "Doctor Shen, you must have forgotten it."

For the first time, Fu Huaifei felt that his nephew was noisy. He gracefully withdrew his hand and continued to stare at Shen Tingzhou.

Shen Tingzhou, who was surrounded, felt pressure again. "Well, how should I put it? Of course I remember Mr. Fu. After all, Mr. Fu's face is so memorable..."

This satisfied Fu Huaifei and made Xu Xunzhen.

Shen Tingzhou said in a low voice, "...but I really can't remember what we talked about."

Xu Xun began to feel satisfied, but Fu Huaifei, out of agreement, began to create a Shakespearean tragic character.

The beautiful neckline of sadness returns.

This time the sadness is more serious. In addition to the neckline, the shoulders and arms also cooperate to quietly release the elegant sadness.

Fu Huaifei looked at Shen Tingzhou and hesitated: "I thought..."

Fu Huaifei changed his mind: "I didn't expect..."

Fu Huaifei turned his head away with a bright and sad look: "It seems that I did it myself..."

Fu Huaifei shook his head and couldn't continue. Thousands of words turned into one sentence, "Hey."

Finally, Daiyu put her hands on the table and coughed.

Shen Tingzhou looked at Xu Xun blankly, asking with his eyes: What's wrong with him?

Xu Xunhui: Don't pay attention to him.

Shen Tingzhou was still a little worried, so Xu Xun had to say, "Uncle, do you want to tell me about your career?"

Fu Huaifei came back to life in a second and said modestly: "He is just a small painter."

Sang Yan smelled something and poked his head out of the kitchen and replied immediately, "Mr.'s work has won the Alexander Luci Painting Award, which is the Oscar of the painting world!"

Shen Tingzhou: Wow, excellent!

Fu Huaifei pursed his lips and smiled, with a temperament that was not shaken by external things. "It's not worth mentioning. I just draw for fun. Occasionally I also make some pottery."

Sang Yan's loud voice came from the kitchen again -

"Of the three sets of pottery that Mr. made, one is now in the Ceramics Museum, one is sold at a charity auction and collected by a princess, and the third set was given to a friend. He was originally an enemy, but he was eventually won over by Mr.'s charm."

Shen Tingzhou: Wow, excellent!

Fu Huaifei: "Sometimes I also play with jewelry."

Sang Yan: "Mr. helped the National Museum to restore a piece of antique jewelry that was over a hundred years old, and was awarded the honor of free lifetime admission to the museum to view exhibitions."

Shen Tingzhou: Wow, excellent!

Fu Huaifei: "I also go to my alma mater to give lectures occasionally."

Sang Yan: "Every time I gave a lecture, the seats were always full. I was even voted as an outstanding lecturer that year."

Shen Tingzhou: Wow, excellent!

Seeing that Fu Huaifei was still trying to show off, Xu Xun couldn't help but interrupt him, "Okay, little uncle, if you are short of breath, don't talk so much. You will cough again soon."

Fu Huaifei coughed weakly twice as if to cooperate, and Sang Yan in the kitchen added seven or eight more.

Shen Tingzhou Wow...

Shen Tingzhou couldn't utter a single word, his throat was on fire.

-

After a while, Sang Yan came out of the kitchen pushing a food cart.

Shen Tingzhou felt that he had not been in the kitchen for long, but he was able to bake so many delicious cakes and soft bread.

Sang Yan sorted the cakes onto the cake stand and poured them some Earl Grey tea that he had brewed himself.

He only took three teacups and never expected there would be a fourth person.

When he saw the butler sitting leisurely at the round table, the smile on Sang Yan's face cracked.

How can a housekeeper just sit there and do nothing while his employer is talking?

No wonder my father didn’t think highly of him. Now that I’ve met him, I’m shocked! !

Looking at Sang Yan who had been busy for half a day, Shen Tingzhou said, "You've worked hard. Hurry up and sit down and take a rest."

Sang Yan glanced at the butler and said meaningfully, "Thank you for your concern, but how can I sit down?"

Shen Tingzhou was stunned and cast a questioning look at Fu Huaifei, "Can't you sit down?"

Shen Tingzhou had always thought that the relationship between a housekeeper and his employer was equivalent to that of a relative. Hearing that Sang Yan's father worked for the Fu family when he was young, he thought it would be very casual.

"Can you sit down?" Fu Huaifei looked at Sang Yan, also with a hint of inquiry, "Can you sit down?"

Sang Yan forced a smile and said, "Yes."

He sat down awkwardly and stiffly, but only for a little while, his body remaining straight.

Shen Tingzhou gave his black tea to the butler, who took a sip and said leisurely, "It tastes good."

Faced with his compliments, Sang Yan was not happy at all.

The butler ate a piece of cake and said, "Mm, it's very delicious."

Sang Yan pursed his lips tightly, afraid that he would open his mouth to retort him - only masters and guests can eat it, why are you so greedy!

The butler tore off a piece of cupcake and said, "Xiao Sang, this seems a bit too hot."

Sang Yan almost blurted out: What are you going through? You are the one who is going through it!

But he held back at the critical moment. He couldn't bring shame to his master, so he could only hold his anger and force an incongruous smile to the housekeeper.

Sang Yan maintained the same posture throughout the whole process, like a steel pestle, and Shen Tingzhou was afraid that he would stick it out like this.

Seeing Sang Yan was feeling uncomfortable, Shen Tingzhou couldn't help but say, "If you have something to do..."

Sang Yan stood up immediately as if he had been pardoned, but his face showed no sign of regret, and he wore an impeccable smile, "I do have something else to do."

Fu Huaifei said considerately: "Then go and get busy."

Sang Yan disappeared immediately and did not appear again for a long time.

Shen Tingzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that the situation in each family was different. This young housekeeper was more strict with himself.

It was not until the evening that Sang Yan reappeared and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for Fu Huaifei.

The huge dining table was separated by silver candles. Fu Huaifei had Western food alone, while Shen Tingzhou, Xu Xun, and the housekeeper had Chinese food.

Fu Huaifei even changed his clothes specially for dinner, and Sang Yan stood beside him, pouring wine for him.

Shen Tingzhou glanced at Fu Huaifei's place, and felt that he was surrounded by wealth and splendor. The tableware was all pure silver, polished to a bright shine.

Fu Huaifei was surrounded by flowers, candles, silver light, and of course his personal butler.

Because he was far away from Shen Tingzhou and the others, it was not very convenient to talk, so Fu Huaifei spoke a little louder, "Tingzhou..."

Shen Tingzhou looked over and was dazzled again.

At this time, Xu Xun brought a dish and said, "Try this suckling pigeon. The pigeon skin is very crispy and tastes good when dipped in sugar."

Shen Tingzhou turned around and said, "Thank you."

Fu Huaifei's mouth moved silently for a while, and he finally found an excuse to speak, "Tingzhou, I haven't asked you what your hobbies are."

Xu Xun said, "Doctor Shen, please get me some napkins."

"Oh, okay." Shen Tingzhou handed him the napkin and said to Fu Huaifei, "I like... staying at home alone."

Fu Huaifei smiled and said, "I like to be alone most of the time. There are a few of my paintings hanging in the house. Do you want to look at them with me?"

Xu Xun raised his head and said, "Uncle, we drove here and we are all very tired today. We need to go to bed early tonight."

Fu Huaifei was a little disappointed, "Okay."

He was about to speak, but the housekeeper said, "Eat first."

Sang Yan looked at the butler in disbelief. How could he interrupt his employer when he was speaking!

In the Xu family, the housekeeper's words are authoritative, so Shen Tingzhou and Xu Xun both kept their mouths shut.

Fu Huaifei had no choice but to shut up and eat quietly.

-

At night, when going to bed, Sang Yan handed the ironed pajamas to Fu Huaifei.

"Sir, you know I never like to talk behind people's backs, but Mr. Xu's housekeeper might be too..."

He wanted to say "uneducated", but thought these two words were too serious, so he changed it to "average professional quality".

Fu Huaifei unbuttoned the crystal buttons on his shirt. "He has watched Xiaoxun grow up since he was a child. He is Xiaoxun's elder. Just like your father and me, he can understand him."

Sang Yan didn't agree with Fu Huaifei's words in his heart, but he didn't want to refute his teacher.

Fu Huaifei put on his pajamas, "Sang Yan, what do you think of Tingzhou?"

Sang Yan folded up the shirt that Fu Huaifei had just taken off, "Is that the doctor? He's good, he's very good at talking and he eats very politely."

After he finished speaking, Fu Huaifei said nothing.

Sang Yan looked over and asked, "Sir?"

Fu Huaifei's eyes sparkled, and his cheeks blushed. "What do you think of him as my partner?"

Sang Yan was a little surprised, but still answered seriously, "As long as it is your choice, I will always support it."

Fu Huaifei seemed a little embarrassed, "Do you remember the muse I told you about?"

Sang Yan thought for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Is it the one you met at the Bronte Museum three years ago? Could it be that -"

Fu Huaifei nodded.

Sang Yan exclaimed, "Oh my God, what a coincidence, and he saved you last time."

The blush on Fu Huaifei's face became more obvious. "This may be because if you keep thinking about something, there will be a response."

Sang Yan was really happy for Fu Huaifei, "Now that the person has been found, you must not let go of this opportunity."

Fu Huaifei was shy and asked while holding the pillow, "Will he like me?"

Sang Yan said firmly, "Of course, who wouldn't like someone as good as you?"

Fu Huaifei was like a young man in love. He hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but mention his sweetheart to Sang Yan.

“I didn’t expect to meet him again. There were many people in the exhibition hall, but he was the only one standing in front of my painting. He said my painting made him feel peaceful. I felt that he understood me and this work.”

-

Xu Xun said that he would go to bed early tonight, but after taking a shower he came over and knocked on Shen Tingzhou's door.

The purpose of Xu Xun's visit this time was to inquire about the art exhibition that took place at the art museum three years ago.

Shen Tingzhou had really forgotten it a long time ago, but after Xu Xun's questioning, he remembered some details.

At that time, he was attending a meeting with his teacher. The teacher had something urgent to do and asked him to go to the stage to speak on his behalf.

It was a well-known event in the industry. Even Shen Tingzhou was a little nervous, so he went to the exhibition with his companions to relieve his inner anxiety.

The exhibition hall was full of people. Shen Tingzhou got separated from his companions and stopped at the only empty space.

There were not many people here, so he silently recited his speech facing the wall.

Just as he finished reading, a handsome young man came over and chatted with him.

Shen Tingzhou, who finally memorized the entire manuscript smoothly, was in a good mood. He praised this place for making him feel peaceful from the bottom of his heart.

Xu Xun wondered, "Is that all?"

Shen Tingzhou nodded, "That's all."

He had no idea there was a painting there, let alone that he had accidentally become someone else's confidant.

Finally, Shen Tingzhou sighed, "But judging from your uncle's personality, he doesn't seem like someone who would commit suicide."

Xu Xun commented, "He lives like a colorful peacock."

I have to say this review is very accurate.

Shen Tingzhou couldn't help laughing, "Was he like this when he was a kid?"

Xu Xun complained, "Well, there were a lot of dramas when I was a kid, and now I'm even more used to it because of Sang Yan. Anyway, it wasn't so exaggerated before."

Shen Tingzhou looked at him and said, "Why do I feel like you don't like him very much, but you don't seem to hate him very much either?"

Xu Xun said in a very arrogant manner, "That's it."

He didn't dislike Fu Huaifei. When he was a child, at most he just found him troublesome.

A peacock that likes to spread its feathers at any time, at some point it's really hard not to want to tie its tail.

Shen Tingzhou asked again, "What about your childhood?"

Xu Xun raised his head and saw Shen Tingzhou's eyes full of a faint smile. He paused for a few seconds, "When I was a child, I was sensible and obedient, unlike him."

Shen Tingzhou: "The housekeeper may have his own opinion."

Xu Xun: Humph!

-

The next morning, when Sang Yan was busy in the kitchen, Fu Huaifei came in.

Sang Yan was shocked. "Sir, why are you here? Do you want some coffee? I'll make it for you right now."

"No." Fu Huaifei's long hair was tied behind his head, revealing a handsome face that was a little shy. "I want to make something for Tingzhou so that he can drink it or eat it when he wakes up."

Sang Yan's tense nerves relaxed. He thought that he had not taken good care of his husband, which led to him coming to urge him.

In Sang Yan's heart, asking his master to express his needs would only prove his dereliction of duty.

Sang Yan: "You are so kind to Dr. Shen. If he knew everything you did for him, I can't imagine how touched he would be."

Fu Huaifei lowered his head shyly, "No."

Sang Yan asked, "So, what do you want to do?"

Fu Huaifei's face was blank. "I don't know either."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Fu Huaifei showed the ignorance of a newbie in the kitchen, while Sang Yan showed the deep thought of a big shot in the culinary world.

Holding his chin and thinking for a few seconds, Sang Yan gave an answer based on his understanding of his husband, "How about squeezing a glass of juice?"

“Isn’t that too simple?”

"How could that be? Juice can clean the intestines and is rich in nutrients. Drinking a glass in the morning will make you feel good all day long, especially if you squeeze it yourself. I believe Dr. Shen will be very happy."

"good!"

Fu Huaifei rolled up his sleeves elegantly, full of momentum, "Then...what is the first step?"

Sang Yan took out two oranges from the refrigerator and said, "Cut them first."

Fu Huaifei took it very ceremoniously, then placed it solemnly on the chopping board and picked up the fruit knife.

Sang Yan gave infinite encouragement, as if what was being cut at this moment was not fruit, but the future of mankind.

When Shen Tingzhou came down from the stairs, he heard a scream coming from the kitchen. He was startled and ran over quickly.

Sang Yan was holding Fu Huaifei's bleeding hand and washing it under the water pipe.

Shen Tingzhou asked, "What's wrong?"

Sang Yan looked remorseful and said, "It's all my fault. I didn't help Mr. hold the orange and let him cut his finger."

Fu Huaifei looked pale and weak, "I don't blame you."

Sang Yan continued to collapse, "Sir, your hands are so important. I was so careless that so much blood was shed because of my mistake."

Fu Huaifei: "I was careless, don't say that."

Sang Yan: "It's me, it's all me..."

When the two of them were facing a life-and-death farewell, Shen Tingzhou had already come over with disinfectant and medicine.

Shen Tingzhou grabbed Fu Huaifei's hand and looked at the wound. "It's okay. The blade just scratched the skin."

Sang Yan's face was full of tension. "Doctor, you must look carefully. Sir's hand is very important!"

Shen Tingzhou: ...

Fu Huaifei said weakly, "Xiao Sang, don't bother Tingzhou to sew up my wound."

Sang Yan quickly shut up.

After disinfecting, Shen Tingzhou used a Band-Aid to "suture" Fu Huaifei's wound.

Seeing Shen Tingzhou take out the Band-Aid, Sang Yan's face slightly changed, and he quickly reminded, "Doctor Shen, the gentleman is allergic to Band-Aids."

Shen Tingzhou paused, looked up and asked, "Are you allergic to some of the drugs in it?"

Sang Yan: "No, I'm allergic to the place where the Band-Aid is attached."

Shen Tingzhou had no choice but to change to gauze.

After bandaging the wound, Sang Yan asked, "Doctor Shen, is there anything I need to pay attention to in my diet?"

Shen Tingzhou: “…No need.”

It's just a minor injury, you can eat and drink as you like, there's no need to pay attention to anything.

Sang Yan carefully helped Fu Huaifei, who had "lost too much blood", back to his room to rest.

"Sir, are you dizzy?"

"It's not bad."

"Be careful where you step, and tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Um."

Shen Tingzhou had an expression that said, "Although I don't understand, they must have their reasons for doing this."

A moment later, the butler called from the corridor, "Doctor Shen, come quickly, the young master is injured."

Shen Tingzhou was startled again and rushed upstairs with the medical box.

When I opened the bedroom door, I saw Xu Xun sitting on the bed. His entire arm was wrapped in thick gauze and his condition looked very critical.

Shen Tingzhou was shocked, "What's going on?"

Xu Xun was as weak as Fu Huaifei, "Careless."

It's too careless to get hurt like this!

Shen Tingzhou peeled off the gauze layer by layer carefully, just like peeling an onion, but no blood was seen on the last layer.

The gauze was finally removed, leaving a faint red line on the arm, like one drawn by a fingernail.

The housekeeper said from behind Shen Tingzhou, "So I told Doctor Shen to hurry up. If you don't hurry up, you'll get prickly heat soon with the temperature in the room."

Shen Tingzhou: ...

Xu Xun looked straight at Shen Tingzhou and said weakly and helplessly, "It hurts."

Then let me blow it for you?

Shen Tingzhou and Xu Xun stared at each other for a few seconds, and finally took out a Band-Aid, "How about putting this on?"

Xu Xun nodded.

The butler clicked his tongue.

Shen Tingzhou tore off the Band-Aid and put it on the "injured area" of Xu Xun's arm.

Seeing Xu Xun pulling the bandage over and trying to bandage it, Shen Tingzhou held him down and said, "A Band-Aid will do. Bandaging it... will really give you prickly heat."

Xu Xun showed regret, and finally he compromised and got up to go to the bathroom.

Shen Tingzhou turned around and met the housekeeper's disapproving gaze.

Shen Tingzhou lowered his head in shame and whispered in his heart: I know I shouldn't have done that, but he said it hurt.

-

After what happened in the morning, Sang Yan no longer allowed Fu Huaifei to enter the kitchen, and the housekeeper also did not allow Xu Xun to touch the bandage again.

The two uncle and nephew who were being "educated" sat on the sofa, both immersed in their own troubles.

Fu Huaifei's distress was very sweet. After being encouraged by Sang Yan last night, he wanted to pursue Shen Tingzhou even more.

He sat on the sofa and made a plan, but he had no experience and subconsciously wanted to show off in front of Shen Tingzhou.

Xu Xun was annoyed that the housekeeper had disrupted his plans, and as for the person next to him...

Glancing sideways at his uncle who exuded a sticky aura, nephew Xiao Xu showed a slight disdain.

It's so easy to control Fu Huaifei!

Sang Yan, who had been busy preparing morning tea in the kitchen, came out with coffee and snacks. He saw Fu Huaifei, who was unable to get a word in and was gradually becoming listless. His desire to protect him surged into his head.

Sang Yan deliberately inserted himself between Shen Tingzhou and Xu Xun and put down some snacks.

He smiled and said to Shen Tingzhou, "I see you like things with matcha flavor, so I made some for you today."

Shen Tingzhou was amazed at his observation skills and said sincerely, "Thank you for your help."

Sang Yan smiled and shook his head, "No trouble, I still want to thank you for what you did this morning. Mr. wanted to squeeze juice for you, but he hurt his hand."

Give him juice?

Shen Tingzhou looked at Fu Huaifei, who lowered his head shyly.

Xu Xun: "Why is uncle so careless? You've never been to the kitchen since you were a child, so it's normal that you don't know how to do these things."

Sang Yan smelled the tea and immediately counterattacked, "Mr. Xu often goes into the kitchen?"

Xu Xun spoke louder, "I didn't do that when I was at home, but I learned how to cook, wash dishes, and pick vegetables when I lived at Dr. Shen's house."

Fu Huaifei lost his shyness and looked up, "You live in Tingzhou's house?"

Shen Tingzhou explained, "Mr. Xu's home was infested with termites, so he stayed at my house for a few days while he looked for someone to clean it up. He also helped me a lot during that time."

Fu Huaifei said, "So that's how it is."

Hearing about termites, Sang Yan frowned.

As a housekeeper, shouldn't you check the house every day? It's really a dereliction of duty to let the termites become rampant before hiring someone to remove them.

Shen Tingzhou followed up the topic and asked, "The state you live in seems to be prone to ant infestation. Is your house okay?"

Sang Yan immediately said, "Of course!"

Under his care, the house I've lived in for seven or eight years still looks like a new one!

Sang Yan said proudly, "The lawn in front of our house wins first place every year."

Shen Tingzhou: "We don't do that here."

Sang Yan felt a little regretful, but given the housekeeper's lazy style, he would still be ranked last even in the selection.

Tsk, how pitiful.

Shen Tingzhou added, "But the housekeeper also grew a lot of flowers and plants and took good care of them."

Sang Yan thought to himself, then you haven’t seen our house!

However, he would not refute the guests' words, and would just greet them with a smile, regardless of whether he agreed with them in his heart or not.

The housekeeper came over holding a pomegranate. "Would you like to eat some? It can invigorate blood circulation and relieve hangovers. It is also a cure for facial stiffness."

No one else wanted them, so the butler stuffed two pills into Sang Yan's hand and said, "I think you really need them."

Sang Yan: ...

Thank you.

-

In order to help his husband win the beauty, Sang Yan also used all his skills.

After dinner, he carried a basket with cleaning tools in it and knocked on Shen Tingzhou's door.

Unexpectedly, it was the butler who opened the door.

Sang Yan thought he had walked into the wrong room, but the other party said, "You are right, this is Dr. Shen's room. Let's talk about other people's bad things behind their backs."

Sang Yan: ...

Housekeeper: "What's the matter?"

Sang Yan had a subtle expression. He didn't look into the housekeeper's eyes, but stared straight ahead. "Since Dr. Shen has a guest, I'll come back later..."

Before he could finish, Shen Tingzhou's voice came from inside, "Who is it? Come in."

Sang Yan had no choice but to go in.

Shen Tingzhou came out of the bathroom carrying some fruit. "Mr. Sang, would you like some fruit?"

Looking at Shen Tingzhou, who had a very friendly smile, Sang Yan stood at the door in a dilemma, "You two should talk first, I'll come over later."

Shen Tingzhou stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sang Yan: "Nothing, I just want to ask Dr. Shen if I need to make the bedding?"

Shen Tingzhou: Ah?

Ten minutes later, Sang Yan spread the fluffy quilt on the bed and began to burn incense on it.

"This is a sleep aid. The smell is not strong. If Dr. Shen is sensitive to fragrance, you can fumigate the corner of the bed like this."

Shen Tingzhou was surprised. "The quilt is so soft. How can it be made like this just now?"

Sang Yan said, "It also depends on the material of the quilt core."

Shen Tingzhou asked, "What if furry things generate static electricity in winter?"

Sang Yan: "What material?"

Shen Tingzhou told him about all the furry things in his house, and Sang Yan told him various tricks on sorting and removing static electricity based on the materials.

Shen Tingzhou took note of it carefully. "Thank you very much. It really came in handy for me."

Sang Yan was humble and said, "It's just some small things"

The housekeeper suddenly asked, "Does this incense really help you sleep?"

Sang Yan's smile faded a lot, "It still depends on the individual's physique."

The housekeeper suddenly sighed, "I am an old man, and I have been suffering from insomnia recently."

Sang Yan didn't want to pay attention to it, but he graduated from the Butler Academy, and it was in his instinct to ask about the needs of the guests. Even though the butler was not a guest, he subconsciously said, "If you need anything, I can go to your room to burn incense."

He regretted it after he said it and hoped that the other party would ignore his politeness.

The housekeeper replied bluntly, "Is it really possible?"

Sang Yan wanted to say no, but said, "Of course."

Sang Yan: Damn mouth, damn instinct!

Butler: “That’s troublesome.”

Sang Yan closed his eyes and wanted to die.

When Sang Yan deliberately lingered in the room, the housekeeper kept muttering about his old bones, so Sang Yan could only go to his room to burn incense for him.

After the people left, Shen Tingzhou was helpless, "Why do you keep teasing him?"

The housekeeper said slowly, "He is still too young. Let me, an old man, teach him a lesson. A slacker is the nemesis of a gentleman. I also want to say this to you, Doctor Shen."

Shen Tingzhou: “…Thank you.”

The butler stood up and said, "I'll go see him."

Shen Tingzhou couldn't help but say, "Please be gentle with your words."

The housekeeper smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I won't make him cry."

Shen Tingzhou: ...

-

The housekeeper didn't make anyone cry, but he was so angry that he couldn't sleep well for half the night.

The next day, Sang Yan, with dark circles under his eyes, met Fu Huaifei, who also had dark circles under his eyes.

Sang Yan was shocked. "Sir, what's wrong with you? Did my sleeping incense not work well last night?"

Fu Huaifei waved his hands and said weakly, "It has nothing to do with you. Xiaoxun came to chat with me yesterday."

Sang Yan was angry. "Did he say anything?"

Fu Huaifei muttered to himself, "Actually, I didn't say anything when I thought about it, so why can't I fall asleep?"

Sang Yan said angrily, "This must be a conspiracy between the master and the servant! You must not fall into their trap. Fortunately, I found out something important last night."

Fu Huaifei's scattered eyes regained focus, "What's the matter?"

Sang Yan said, "Dr. Shen likes cats. You can start with his hobby."

Fu Huaifei was still confused about the situation, "How do I start?"

Sang Yan: "Catering to his taste!"

After listening to Sang Yan's idea, Fu Huaifei's eyes lit up with passion again.

So, during breakfast, Fu Huaifei invited Shen Tingzhou, "Tingzhou, do you want to see the cat?"

Shen Tingzhou raised his head and asked, "Cat?"

Fu Huaifei smiled, "Do you know Cat Million?"

Shen Tingzhou was stunned. "Is it the Persian cat with heterochromia? The cat with millions of fans on a certain app."

Fu Huaifei invited Shen Tingzhou, "Yes, its owner is me... a friend, who asked me to meet him today. Do you want to go see the cat with me?"

Sang Yan assisted from the side: "There is not only this internet-famous cat, there are several others going too. I heard that one of them can do belly dance."

A belly dancing cat?

Shen Tingzhou's eyes were already starting to sparkle with love.

Fu Huaifei: "Yes, I can do belly dancing and wear a cat costume that looks like a dancer."

If it were a person, Shen Tingzhou would not be interested at all, but who can resist watching a cat wearing a dancer's costume and doing belly dance?

Sang Yan increased his strength, took out his mobile phone and played the cat dancer.

Shen Tingzhou: Wow, a real dancer cat! I can't believe how cute it would be if the other party danced for it live!

Shen Tingzhou's heart was wild, and he had already thought about going out to catch wild cats, until he saw Xu Xun's expressionless face.

Shen Tingzhou: My heart died in an instant.

Ying!

Sang Yan had anticipated this situation and glanced at Fu Huaifei.

Fu Huaifei received the signal and lowered his voice a little, "What's wrong, Tingzhou? Could it be that Xiaoxun doesn't want you to go?"

Sang Yan continued to encourage Fu Huaifei and made a gesture of "Great, please continue".

Fu Huaifei suddenly became confident and continued in a low voice, "It's just petting other cats. If it were me, I wouldn't be angry. I think Xiaoxun thinks so too, right, Xiaoxun?"

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Uncle: Xiaoxun doesn't let you pet cats outside, he is a bad guy.

Forced to bring out the flavor of tea, the uncle who is serious about tea.