Chapter 89 Fu's Desserts

After lunch, Yan Zhaoming's family went to visit Grandpa Yu at the Yu family's old house, while Yu Jingchen went to work, leaving Fu Yanle alone to go to the kitchen to begin his first dessert research.

On the left, a tablet was placed, with the instructional video turned up to its brightest setting. On the right, a phone was placed, with the audio of "Tian Mi Mi" (a popular Chinese song) played at maximum volume—a song that only requires audio and not visuals. Fu Yanle put on an apron and gloves, and bowed to a row of kitchen utensils and ingredients, expressing his sincerity in seeking knowledge and his desire for success.

Yu Jingchen doesn't like to eat greasy food, so Fu Yanle carefully selected several low-calorie and non-greasy desserts.

Fu Yanle first prepared a spa treatment for the taro and purple sweet potato, steaming them until cooked. Then, she took out a small white double-handled pot, poured in an appropriate amount of milk, and stirred the three ingredients into a taro paste. Next, she mixed light cream, sugar, rose syrup, and raspberries in the correct proportions to make rose cream, and then put it all into a piping bag for later use.

"Ah, I'm such a genius." Fu Yanle rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand.

"I'm smiling so sweetly~" Suddenly interrupted, Lu Minghe's video call forcefully broke in, and Fu Yanle tapped the answer button with his pinky finger.

"Hey, baby—" Lu Minghe crowed loudly when he saw Fu Yu's neat and tidy appearance, "Baby, what are you doing?!"

Fu Yanle carefully trimmed the crusts off the toast. "Making desserts? Are you blind?"

"I'm not blind, that's why I'm so shocked! It's for Yu Jingchen, right?" Seeing Fu Yanle nod, Lu Minghe rolled his eyes. "Love is such a magical thing, it actually made my darling wear an apron."

“Brother Chen has cooked for me before, okay? This is my fair way of repaying you.” Fu Yanle lowered his head and spread taro paste on the toast, layering it four times, and then carefully spread a layer of yogurt on the last layer of toast and the sides.

Lu Minghe's eyes stung from watching. "Wow, it's really well done!"

"This is nothing, let me show you my amazing skills." Fu Yanle picked up a piping bag and carefully piped a cluster of roses on the yogurt layer. Looking up, he said, "This color looks more like a chocolate bubble rose."

Lu Minghe exclaimed, "Your brother Chen is so lucky!"

Fu Yanle sprinkled a light layer of crushed pink rose chocolate on top, then added two mint leaves, and looked at Lu Minghe excitedly, "How is it? How is it!"

Lu Minghe was initially a little jealous, but seeing Fu Yanle grinning like a fool, he couldn't bear not to praise him. "Excellent!" He stroked his chin and pondered for a few seconds. "It looks really good, quite gentle, especially the rose bushes, their posture is sweet and tender, truly worthy of being my darling's hand. Let me tell you, if you take a picture of it and add a light filter, you can use it as an online image."

Fu Yanle's eyes sparkled. "I knew it! I knew I was awesome at everything I did. When Nuwa was creating me, she not only put in a lot of effort, but also generously gave me all my talents!"

He turned around and took a cardboard box from the cupboard. Inside were all sorts of disposable dessert packaging boxes, which made Lu Minghe's lips twitch. "You've prepared quite thoroughly."

"I've wanted to try this for a long time. I bought all of these online and spent a long time choosing them." Fu Yanle packed the rose taro yogurt cake, took off his disposable gloves, took a few pictures with his phone, and then put the lid on. "I'm also going to make a few mochi."

Lu Minghe pouted, "Isn't one enough? It's not like we're having a meal, just afternoon tea."

“I can only eat this in five bites, it definitely won’t be enough.” Fu Yanle put on a new pair of gloves and glanced at the screen. “But why are you video calling me now?”

Lu Minghe took his phone and went into the bathroom, saying, "I have a party tonight to celebrate the New Year. Why don't you come with me?"

"Is that even a question? I have to keep you company." Fu Yanle took out another double-handled pot and mixed glutinous rice flour, milk, starch, and sugar together according to the correct proportions. "What time are you leaving tonight?"

"We'll see. You can leave whenever you want." Lu Minghe washed his face and said sarcastically, "What? Too strict with your upbringing?"

Fu Yanle sighed, "I'm complying voluntarily because I want to go to sleep with my brother Chen as soon as possible, since he still has to go to work."

"The New Year is just two days away, and he's still working? Being a CEO must be tough." Lu Minghe came out of the bathroom. "When will your dessert be ready? I'll come pick you up, and we'll go have dinner together."

"Come over now and take me to Zongchen," Fu Yanle said. "Don't hang up. I want you to witness the birth of something beautiful!"

Lu Minghe: "Get out!"

Fu Yanle didn't roll away, and said, "I'll give you three options: strawberry, Oreo, and cheese. Which one would you choose?"

"Doesn't your brother Chen like drinking tea? Get him a green tea flavor. It's a bright green blob, so refreshing and cute!" Lu Minghe twirled his car key with his index finger and went downstairs in his slippers.

Fu Yanle: "Who should we choose!"

Lu Minghe: "Oreo!"

Old Master Lu was listening to Huangmei Opera downstairs when he turned around and saw Lu Minghe staring intently at his phone screen. He couldn't help but glare at him and exclaimed, "Who are you flirting with now?!"

“This one’s especially slutty.” Lu Minghe held up his phone and leaned closer. “Come on, you little slut, say hello to my grandpa.”

Old Master Lu immediately raised his fist, as big as a sandbag, and yelled, "You little beast, give me—"

Lu Minghe held the phone screen vertically in front of Old Master Lu. Fu Yanle in the video immediately spun around, covering half her eye with a piece of dough in her hand, and said in a sweet voice, "Eek—ya ya~"

"Tui!" The old man quickly covered his eyes and said angrily, "Others are using a veiled face to conceal their true feelings, but you're using a face mask as a substitute for your own!"

"This face is so thin, and it's even pink! Grandpa, are you praising my fair complexion with a rosy glow?" Fu Yanle shamelessly grinned and leaned closer to the camera. "Are you listening to opera alone in the room? Let's go for drinks together tonight!"

Grandpa Lu said disdainfully, "The places you went to were noisier than pigsties. I'm afraid if I went there, I'd come back deaf!" He pursed his lips and pointed at Fu Yanle's apron, "What are you doing?"

"Making afternoon tea for my brother Jiachen." Fu Yanle smiled shyly. "I'm just that considerate."

"You good-for-nothing!" Old Master Lu picked up an empty trash can and slapped Lu Minghe on the butt. "Get lost, don't disturb my opera!"

"Yes, sir!" Lu Minghe quickly ran off.

Fu Yanle made six dough sheets, prepared three kinds of fillings, and rolled two mochi for each flavor. He sprinkled a layer of glutinous rice flour on the wrapping paper, arranged the mochi in order, and put them in the refrigerator to set.

Lu Minghe had already gotten into the sports car and watched Fu Yanle show off the desserts along the way. After each dessert was shown off, he would give Fu Yanle a hundred words of sincere praise to express his appreciation and encouragement.

Holy crap, is Yu Jingchen a pig? He eats so much for afternoon tea!

*

When Lu Minghe arrived at the meeting point, he saw Fu Yanle carrying three paper bags, exuding a mysterious aura of falling in love, something that Lu Minghe, a single dog, could never understand.

"Perfect timing!" Fu Yanle leisurely swayed to the driver's seat, sticking his head into the car window. "Hmph?"

"Huh?" Lu Minghe looked completely bewildered. "What are you whining about? Do you want a beating?"

Fu Yanle's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Lu, would you like some dessert?"

"Pah! Do you think I care about your lousy food?" Lu Minghe crossed his arms and said disdainfully, "I can open a dessert shop in a minute and have it make me desserts every day, 360 days a year, without repeating the same thing."

"Oh, I see." Fu Yanle picked up a bag, frowning in annoyance. "Looks like I've wasted my time. Since you don't want it, then I—"

Lu Minghe reached out and snatched it away. "Give it to me!" He opened the car door and walked around to the passenger side. "You drive."

"Okay, bro." Fu Yanle got into the driver's seat and said while fastening his seatbelt, "How's it going? Is Daddy spoiling you enough?"

Lu Minghe opened the bag and buried his head in counting how many boxes were inside. "How come there are only three?" He looked up. "Don't think I don't know, you packed twelve boxes in total! I can't even compare to half of Yu Jingchen's."

“But what about Assistant Xu and the housekeeper?” Fu Yanle drove away. “They’re all the same. Dad’s love is fair.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Minghe let out a loud "howl," finally calming down.

The first box contained two Oreo mochi, decorated with buttercream flowers and fruit pieces, looking incredibly cute and delicate. Lu Minghe stuffed one into his mouth, feeling the warmth and sweetness of his son's love.

Fu Yanle asked excitedly, "How does it taste?"

"..." Lu Minghe finally had time to speak after a minute. "It's really good. It looks good on the outside but is awesome on the inside. Why don't you open a dessert shop?"

Fu Yanle said, "I don't pass on my skills to outsiders."

*

Fu Yanle drove the car into the underground parking garage and took Lu Minghe up the private elevator directly to the president's office.

After getting off the elevator, Lu Minghe looked around. "This is my first time at Zongchen headquarters."

"Go to the lounge and have some tea later. I'm going to my office." Fu Yanle led Lu Minghe to the lounge, personally served him a cup of black tea, and then turned and left.

Xu Shuo arrived upon hearing the news, "Young Master Fu."

"Good afternoon." Fu Yanle handed over a bag. "I made some desserts, would you do me the honor of eating them?"

Xu Shuo didn't stand on ceremony and quickly took the money, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Yu is in his office."

"Okay, I'll go by myself. You go ahead and get busy." Fu Yanle waved his hand and walked towards the office with practiced ease.

He crept to the office door, knocked lightly, and then tiptoed behind a large potted plant not far away.

A moment later, the office door opened from the inside, and Yu Jingchen appeared in the doorway. Fu Yanle covered his mouth with his hand, silently chanting: I am air, I am dust, I am an ant!

Yu Jingchen glanced at the empty corridor, then turned his head to look in the direction of the potted plants, before stepping back and closing the door.

"Clatter".

I really didn't find it!

Fu Yanle was secretly delighted and immediately stood up, hunching his shoulders and bending low as he approached the door. He raised his hand, ready to use the same trick again, when the office door was pulled open.

Yu Jingchen stood at the door, pulled Fu Yanle, who had bumped into him, into his arms, and turned to press him against the door.

"Bang!"

The door was locked tight. Yu Jingchen kissed Fu Yanle's lips and whispered, "What are you here to steal?"

"I'll steal you." Fu Yanle pecked Yu Jingchen. "After all, you're the treasure of the house."

Yu Jingchen smiled and ruffled his hair like a child's. "Just tell me and I'll obediently go with you. Do you need to steal it from me?"

Author's Note:

Xiao Fu: Is this some kind of fun?